You must add a word under the bean juice, just like when you say eggs, you must add a word under the chicken. If you don't read the tail lightly, the listener will not understand what you mean and misunderstand.

In a book about Lao She, Mr. Hu Jinquan said at the beginning: People who can't drink bean juice are not real Peiping people. You're absolutely right. Even in Beiping, people who drink bean juice are limited to Beiping people, and no one drinks bean juice in rural areas outside the city. The raw materials for making soybean juice are used to feed pigs. But this raw material, boiled in water, has become a happy food for everyone in the city. And it has nothing to do with class. Hard work, haha, sitting on a small bench with a muddy face, carrying a burden around the bean juice, rolling cakes made of shredded tofu and drinking pickles with bean juice. Sure, it was fun. Girls and buddies in the mansion can't make public appearances in the streets, drink bean juice with poor civilians, and send ordinary servants or aunts to buy a casserole to go home and drink it again. And I won't forget to bring back a plate of spicy pickles specially prepared on the pickaxe. Although there are good pickles at home, no, the pickles mixed with cheap pickles are not delicious enough. People's tastes are the same, regardless of wealth, age and gender. I don't know why Beiping people develop this special taste. It is impossible for southerners to drink bean juice when they arrive in Beiping. Even in counties in Hebei, no one can stand this smell without grinning and swallowing. Third, the spicy taste of pickles makes the tip of the tongue numb. The more you drink, the hotter you get, and finally you sweat. When I was a child, I drank bean juice in summer. I stripped my back first, then drank it and put on my coat and clothes after sweating.

Since I left Beiping, I have missed bean juice and can't help myself. One year I passed by Jinan, and a note was posted on the wall of a small restaurant near the station, which said that "bean juice" was on sale. I ordered a bowl of food. It turned out to be soybean milk. It says "bean juice", not "bean juice", which is my own negligence. When I came to Taiwan Province, my friend said there was a restaurant selling bean juice, so I tried it together. When the two bowls were served, they smelled sour and touched the nose, but they were as thick as porridge and difficult to swallow in the mouth. It can be seen that there is no way to eat anything.