On Monday, March 23, Lin Musen got up a little early in the morning and was driving towards the town's vegetable market.

The weather has warmed up, Lin Musen is wearing a simple white T-shirt, the mountain wind blows, and he does not feel cold at all, but feels warm.

At this time, the fog on the high mountains near Da'ao Village has not yet dissipated, and in the distance, the sky seems to be connected with the mountains, and it is hazy and hazy, as if you can touch the sky from the top of the mountain, which is incredible.

The closer you are to the town, there are many people on the road, some are carrying a flat basket, the two ends of the flat pole are large bamboo baskets, the bamboo baskets are fresh vegetables, some directly carry a burlap bag, there are things moving in it, it should be poultry such as chickens and ducks, some are riding tricycles, the cars are all handicrafts, it is very distinctive at a glance............

People from the villages around Qingshan Town gather here in an endless stream, symbolizing a new day, and the morning market also slowly begins, setting up stalls, eating breakfast, unloading unloading, and selling............ It forms a harmonious picture of thriving beings.

Approaching the town's vegetable market, Lin Musen found a place to park his car and walked in.

The vegetable market in Qingshan Town was built a long time ago, decades ago, the sheds are made of wood, and there are tiles that have been washed over time, which looks very retro, traditional, but very practical, and it has not been broken to this day.

The vegetable market is very large, you can't see the end at a glance, and it is divided into different areas, and Lin Musen has always been to the area of meat and raw poultry.

There are many street stalls and breakfast shops around the market.

Existence is reasonable, a lot of taste is great, selling soup powder, fried noodles, steamed buns, steamed buns, and many unique foods in Raozhong, lamp fruit, fried sticks and hemp seeds...... A variety of scents attract people to come and go, and it becomes even more lively.

The delicious food and the humanistic feelings of local characteristics make the vegetable market in Qingcun Town a must-visit place for tourists.

This morning is no better than noon, the vegetable market is crowded, shoulder to shoulder, and the cries of vegetable sellers are higher and higher.

"Yo, the earth pig that has just been killed in the light of the day, raised in my hometown, fresh~"

"Everyone who walked by came to take a look, fresh greens, cauliflower...... , why is it fresh and asks for money? ”

"Boss grass carp or not, alive, all in the morning in the pond fishing...... What? Okay!"

The cries full of local sounds come and go, noisy but very tasteful, and you know that they are locals when you hear them.

Lin Musen found a way, and finally squeezed in, but before he could decide where to go, his footsteps slowly walked with the flow of people, so he followed the crowd and watched as he walked.

As soon as he entered, he felt as if he had crossed over, and he was still a modern person, but the surrounding environment was the same as ten or twenty years ago, and it felt like a previous era.

It is no wonder that many tourists endure the pungent smell of the vegetable market and also come to see and see, after all, the more historical things are, the more worthy of appreciation and nostalgia.

Lin Musen squeezed and squeezed in front of a store selling pork, and it took a while to stand firm, the pork seller was actually a cement poured platform placed, the seller was behind the platform to sell, and the passerby was buying in front.

There are such platforms in the vegetable market, which are regularly connected in rows and neat, but when there are many people, it feels like a water outlet, constantly coming out and entering, which is very crowded.

Before he could look at it, he shouted at the pork seller: "Boss, there is lard." ”

In such an environment, the sound is not loud and cannot be heard clearly.

When the boss of the selling saw the business coming to the door, he smiled and pointed to the table with his face: "Some of them are still steaming." ”

Lin Musen looked in the direction he pointed, there was a large one, and there were also plates, white, with a layer of film attached, which was very greasy at first glance, but the lard it boiled out was an important ingredient indispensable for making many dishes.

Lard has a better taste, especially when used to stew soups, boil soups, and boil vegetables, the taste of the dishes will definitely be smoother and more delicious than those made of vegetable oil.

It was indeed still steaming, and it looked quite fresh, and after coming so many times, Lin Musen felt that he really got up early to buy such a good grade of lard, so he bought several large pieces.

Sure enough, the early bird has worms to eat, and the ancients are honest and don't deceive me!

After that, under the enthusiastic introduction of the boss, I bought pork ribs and pork, and then in the crowd, I went shopping and bought some ingredients for Lin Zhen and them to cook at noon.

For example, fresh tofu, and a very fat silver carp, that is, bighead carp, the quality looks good, lively, the boss also asked him if he wanted to help deal with it, Lin Musen naturally nodded and agreed.

Although Lin Musen would also kill a little, since the boss was so enthusiastic, he had no choice but to let the boss send Buddha to the west.

The smell of the place where aquatic products are sold is very strong, even if the surroundings are beautiful, Lin Musen walked out of the vegetable market after buying fish, and it can be regarded as a full return.

Carrying a large bag and a small bag, I found the car, put it in the trunk, and started to go home.

Every time he left Daao Village, Lin Musen's heart was very anxious, but the longer he left, the more eager he became, and before he knew it, Lin He couldn't leave Daao Village.

It didn't take long for the beautiful scenery of Daao to appear in front of his car window, and the delicate, simple, and vibrant scenery appeared in front of him, which couldn't help but make people feel refreshed.

At this time, a group of waterfowl came out to forage for food and flew gently and slowly in the sky, adding a bit of dusty charm to Daao Village.

When he returned to the old house, Lin Musen began to prepare the dishes to be made at noon, and first he had to boil lard.

So Lin Musen first heated the pot well, and cut the lard into pieces, although his knife work is not good, but he is patient, and he also cuts it well, which is also related to his tempering these days, and the knife work has to be practiced to make perfect, after all, the dishes he eats are better cut than he says.

Put the cut lard into a pot that boils dry water, and then add firewood into the stove, and burn it to a medium heat, slowly with the increase of time, the heat is transmitted, the lard begins to slowly ooze oil and water, and the charming and familiar taste comes to the surface.

The fragrance attracted the big Mu Mu who was playing in the backyard, squatting on the side and quietly looking at the stove, the wide tongue stretched out unconsciously, and the rich Da Mu Mu in his heart was thinking again: The master is making food again, sit and wait to eat!

The oil and water in the pot began to seep more and more, and it kept bubbling with small bubbles, so Lin Musen began to stir it from time to time with a spoon until the oil gradually became smaller, and gradually turned yellow-brown.