There is no need for complicated combinations.

on bamboo shoots, and meat.

Large pieces of bamboo shoots, green and white, large pieces of meat, fat and thin, then put together, add water, burn, keep burning, burn until gurgling, or puff, bubbles come out of the bamboo shoots, out of the meat.

Then the heat, along with the aroma, will permeate the whole room.

You can also add some kelp to taste, but also to adjust the color, so that this pot of vegetables is more fresh and pleasing from the perspective of color, you can also add some mushrooms, seasoning, and flavor.

Then, sprinkle with salt......

This is a very simple way to make bamboo shoots.

Of course, it doesn't work.

Simple doesn't mean simple.

It's such a simple process, done well, but it is still one of the best flavors in the world.

In the past, there were seven kinds of imperial kitchen menus that Mr. Zhang handed over to Xu Guangling, and they were about the practice of bamboo shoots! It can also be seen that bamboo shoots are loved by chefs.

The way to eat bamboo is not only in bamboo shoots.

Bamboo joints, bamboo leaves, can be transformed into all kinds of food, and then expand a little, but also can lead to bamboo insects, bamboo sun, bamboo tea, bamboo wine, etc.

There have always been several major cuisines in China, but this distinction is divided according to region and culture, which is reasonable and reasonable, but it is not pure, so that the phenomenon of complexity and mixing with each other is not uncommon.

And if you just divide it according to the material, it is much simpler.

For example, bamboo, based on the fundamental source of "bamboo", can be formed into a "bamboo food" cuisine.

The former Takerikan, or the current Takelin Island, can be purely about bamboo's food garden.

At present, there are many food streets everywhere in China, but in fact, it is the food stalls and night markets that are relatively prosperous, and many of the government's food streets are very withered, and there are many of them that are not open for three days, and they are counting on the pit and abduction for three days.

If there is such a place, gather the world's bamboo, and then in the bamboo forest, gather all the world's delicious bamboo.

Such a place, chefs, foodies, travel lovers, etc., will they want to go?—— I am afraid that in the hearts of many people, this will even be a "holy place".

There is no such place in the country, and there are many more places like it. It can only be said that the so-called China on the tip of the tongue has not done enough, and this cultural business card, which can crown the world, has not yet been played.

Walking in the bamboo forest, because of his identity as half a chef, Xu Guangling unconsciously thought of food from the scene in front of him. The synaesthesia between the eyes and the tongue is so magically achieved, and it is interesting to think about it.

Then, he thought of the "Ten Bacteria Clear Soup Rice Noodles" in his dream.

Yunnan is not a kingdom of bamboo and bamboo shoots, but it is indeed a kingdom of mushrooms and rice noodles.

However, it's winter.

Throughout the territory of Yunnan, even though there are still fungi growing in a suitable climate and environment, more and most of the fungi are still in the form of spores, quietly inhabiting the mountains.

or on trees, or underground, or between dead leaves.

Waiting for the rainy season next year.

Even if he is very greedy and yearns for the implementation of the "Ten Bacteria Clear Soup" from his dream to reality, Xu Guangling can only sigh and sigh about the fungus, waiting for the future.

This night, this night, Xu Guangling wandered around.

I went to the old street, went to Dianchi Lake, and then took Dianchi Lake as the center point to radiate the tour, after dawn, I found a small shop to eat a bowl of bean curd rice noodles, and then, I went to the Stone Forest Scenic Area.

In the evening, Xu Guangling left Kunming and began to go north.

This time, there was no further excursion on the road, Xu Guangling went straight to Jinling.

Six dynasties gold powder land, Jinling Emperor River.

In the same way, it is also a big stove in summer, and in addition, there is a lot of rain, the kind of rain that is impressive at once, not the kind of Yungui, "The rain stops at the moment, and the rain stops at night and during the day." ”

Even, compared with some other cities in China, many of its places can be described as dirty and messy.

But for Xu Guangling, this is where he grew up.

Confucius Temple, Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum, Qixia Mountain, Yuhuatai ...... Almost every well-known and unknown cultural or natural attraction large and small, he was carried by his parents and visited them one by one.

He knocked his knees on the steps of the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum, he rolled on the lawn of the bandstand, he climbed the trees on Qixia Mountain, and he rowed a boat in the Confucius Temple.

Too many bits and pieces.

At that time, it was just ordinary.

Not only usual, at that time, Xu Guangling was still very annoying.

Wouldn't it be nice to stay at home on a good weekend and play the piano and listen to songs? Or wouldn't it be nice to sit in bed or on the sand and read a book?

I have to go out and walk around.

Tired individual!

Now, Xu Guangling even hated why his current memories were so good, so good that all the memories of his childhood and youth began to rain when he was about to arrive in Jinling but had not yet arrived.

It eroded his thoughts, it eroded his consciousness, it eroded his mind, it eroded his body.

The footsteps became slower and heavier.

It is a wide, flat, solid avenue, and when you step on it, you seem to be walking in the mud.

Xu Guangling can walk thousands of miles in one day, but in the end, he walked for two days for more than 100 miles.

After the encounter, in recent months, Xu Guangling thought that he would no longer be sad and sad, but it was not until this moment that he realized that he still overestimated himself too much.

He couldn't control himself.

When entering the city, standing at the foot of the Yangtze River Bridge, the moment when his home was already faintly in sight, Xu Guangling suddenly wet his eyes with tears.

Then, you can't stop it.

There was no crying, no howling, not even choking, just eyes suddenly lost control at this moment, and then began to disobediently blur the whole world in front of you.

It's not that I'm not sad, but it's not time to be sad.

It's not that I'm not sad, but I'm not sad.

At this time, here, Xu Guangling once again experienced a long-lost emotion, sad, and bone-crushing.

Jinling, this is a city that carries his entire "past" memory.

That memory has always been dusty, even if Xu Guangling's consciousness backtracking ability is more than later. The memory was too much, too deep, too heavy, and too long, so long that Xu Guangling didn't even have the slightest idea of touching it.

However, at this moment, the seal did not open and unraveled.

Perhaps the so-called seal did not exist in the first place.

More than ten years of memories surged like a torrent. Every bit of getting along with his parents dominated Xu Guangling's entire body and mind at this moment.

So much so that he was at the bridgehead, one station, from noon to evening.

The line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt. Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late. Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs.

After six years, Xu Guangling, a wanderer, finally returned belated.

But the mother is gone, the father is gone, there is no door to open for him, there is no lamp to light for him, there is no warm meal to prepare for him, there is no two hearts to care for and watch for him.

Walking thousands of miles is not lonely, only at this time the shadow is lonely.

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