"Stinky tofu, stinky tofu~"

Holding the freshly fried stinky tofu and smelling the special fragrance that belonged to him in the air, Wu Ya swallowed the saliva that had been hanging on the corner of her mouth for a long time.

"Whew~"

Although the stinky tofu made by himself is not as delicious as the old aunt's cooking, it is not crispy enough and not so smooth, but it is enough for Wuya.

In the country of flowers, the taste of a food represents the taste of an era. And the reason why some foods have endured is because the memories of that era have not been washed away by the torrent of time.

Wu Ya remembers a lot of snacks she ate when she was a child, but now not to mention finding them in big cities, there are very few in the township, just like knocking candy. Knocking candy is a kind of candy that only comes to my grandmother's village during the Chinese New Year when I was a child.

Every Chinese New Year, there will be a long white-bearded Ah Gong carrying two square bamboo baskets to the entrance of the village. On the bamboo basket he was carrying was a round dustpan covered with a white cloth, and white hemp candy was placed in the dustpan.

This hemp candy must be hammered to get it down, because the knife can't cut it, and it can only be broken by knocking it.

This candy is very sticky to the teeth, but Xiao Wuya and her friends don't get tired of eating it, so every New Year, Xiao Wuya will squat at the entrance of the village with the pocket money given by the elders of the village friends and wait for the arrival of the white-bearded grandfather.

Although there are all kinds of fruit candy at home, Wuya thinks that the taste of this knock candy is much better than the candy that her grandmother bought in the mall.

But it's a pity that the old grandfather didn't come when she went back a few years ago.

I heard the old man in the village say that the old grandfather was sick and couldn't walk anymore, and he couldn't carry his flat burden around like before, and for the sake of his health, his family didn't let him come out again.

Whitebeard Grandpa and his family have been making candy for generations. It's just that in the generation of the old grandfather, the old grandfather and his sister are left. Because the old grandfather has no companions, and naturally has no heirs, and there are no young people willing to learn from him in his craft of making knocking candy, so he has few apprentices who can pass it on.

Grandpa also said that it was a pity, when the old grandfather was young, his knocking candy was a rare thing that everyone really wanted to buy, no matter how much the old grandfather made, it was in short supply. But now it is a gradual enrichment of everyone's material life, and many young children don't like this kind of old object that doesn't seem to have any color.

Except for the older generation or children born in the era when hemp candy was prevalent, few people know about this sugar. The reason why Wuya knew about this candy was because her grandfather used it as a small reward for Wuya after taking medicine when she was very young.

The bitter liquid kept churning in my mouth, and the taste was really unpleasant. Although the sugar given by my grandfather couldn't suppress the smell of medicine, it was better than being miserable.

This knock candy is very sweet, and it is particularly sticky to the teeth, so every time she eats it, Xiao Wuya will forget the bitterness in her mouth because she is hooked up by the sticky teeth.

Wu Ya was born in an era when material resources were still abundant, but she grew up in a simple village, so even though she tried many new things, she still can't forget the old taste in this memory.

Sometimes when Wuya and her girlfriends walk around the world looking for food in the streets and alleys, they will buy a little bit of all kinds of snacks sold in the narrow alleys.

It's a pity that even though it's the same thing, different people make different flavors in different eras. It looked the same thing, but it didn't taste like that at all! She'd eaten the candy in different places many times, so she was disappointed every time.

Although the taste is not the taste in memory, the taste is still familiar in memory, so Wuya and her best friend still eat it with relish every time.

Grandpa said that maybe when the old grandfather is gone, this sugar will be gone.

She used to feel quite sad, but now she doesn't experience it so much. Growing up, she didn't cling to something like she did when she was a child, and she only enjoyed the feeling of what she once had.

Could it be that if the knocking candy made by this old grandfather is gone, she won't eat it anymore?

Everything will pass, nothing will be lost, only memory will be the most real.

"It's a pity, Ermao doesn't like to eat stinky tofu, how good stinky tofu is!"

It's a pity, but Wuya forced Ermao to try at all. Stinky tofu is the same as durian, people who like it can't wait to have it all of a sudden, but what about hating it, I can't wait for the three words stinky tofu to never appear in its life. For them, the taste is simply unbearable for life.

If this person is idle, he can't help but want to find something to do for himself.

It's as if the crow, who is looking at the stinky tofu right now, suddenly thinks of another delicious one.

When it's cold, it's the best time for oysters~Boom~

As children growing up by the sea, if there is anything that makes a late-night snack the most tempting for them, oysters are definitely at the top.

Put the washed half of the oyster shells on a charcoal fire, put one oyster meat on each oyster shell, add garlic, ginger and other condiments that can remove the fishy shame of the oyster itself, add peanut oil, turn the oyster meat over and add juice after hearing the squeak, and then put it directly on the fire to roast.

The garlic oysters are very simple and require no skill at all, just enough fresh oysters and minced garlic, as well as a grill and plenty of charcoal. So she can often be seen in the night market.

As a cat who often visits the night market, her roommate, who didn't like to eat oysters, fell in love with this food after trying it a few times at her instigation.

It's a pity that the school's night market street doesn't have this, otherwise oysters would definitely become one of their must-order snacks.

"Boom ......"

Ermao doesn't seem to have oyads or anything like that, not even shells, she found out after asking many times. There doesn't seem to be this kind of food over there, which is a pity.

But she heard that there was a sea to the south, and she thought there should be oysters there. It's just that the distance between the two places is too long. She couldn't have traveled that far for an oyster, which wasn't safe for crows, and it wasn't worth it.

If she had the time to make this trip, she would have done a lot of things!

"Hey~"

But I still want to eat it.

How could a lake of such size be without oysters?

Wuya ate stinky tofu, unwilling, but still helpless.

Why don't you let him look for that little tiger cub next time he comes over?