Chapter 23 Eat Potato Soup at Niulantou

Potato soup is a staple food of Shennongjia people, it can be regarded as noodle soup or porridge.Before, I did try many ways of potatoes (artichokes) but did not make a potato soup like this, and it tastes amazing, I just have to try to express it. The first time I ate potato soup was at Niulantou, which is the mouth of the "Xinhua Great Fault" and the source of the Guanyin River.There is only Yu Yinggang's family left in Niulantou, the old mother Tang Yunxiu, four brothers, one daughter, and one from Gengshan. A fellow villager who treats eye diseases, they dug potatoes for an afternoon.It was almost dusk, I went to take a bath in the river, and my youngest Yu Yunfu was with me. He was worried that some dogs would chase me out and bite me. There were three dogs in their family, two were yellow and white colored dogs, and one was a yellow dog. The yellow dog had a special temperament. Violent and ferocious, it chases and bites even people walking out of the house, which is quite terrifying.

The water in the river is very cool. The river here is already a brook, or a mountain stream, more than ten feet wide, full of rocks, shallow water flowing, some small pools with fallen leaves, and small fish and tadpoles playing in the clear water.Shrubs and Bamang grow on the bank. There is a plant called Huangkezi, which has large leaves, grows upright, and blooms on the upper part. It is said that it is suitable for curing boils. Boils grow on the skin, and boils are dripped with the juice of its fruit. it will be fine.There are forest frogs by the river. They lie on the relatively low wet stones. When they call, the sound is "bang, bang, bang", so people here call the forest frog "bang bang". Compared with ordinary frogs, "Bangbang" has light yellow skin and a relatively flat posture. It hardly responds to people. Its body outline is clearer than that of frogs, and its legs are also slender. The color is not fixed, and it is related to its environment, because it can choose the skin color. For example, in a darker canyon, the moss is darker, and the skin color of "Bang Bang" is close to black.

I wanted to find a hidden section of the river to take a bath, but Yu Yunfu told me that there is no one else here except you.However, he still guarded me. He was wearing a pair of trousers whose hems were too short, and the trousers were torn like tassels. He was topless, with a simple smile on his pretty face.Seeing his dark brown skin and firm flesh, I was too embarrassed to go into the river. My body is white, and I am very fat. If I am completely exposed in front of him, I am really ashamed.I chatted with Yu Yunfu for a while, hesitantly did not want to take off my clothes, he probably understood my thoughts, and went to dig potatoes in the potato field behind the corn field on the other side of the river.As soon as Yu Yunfu left, I took off my clothes and poured river water on my body. The water was cold, and I wiped my body vigorously with a wet towel, starting from the parts of my arms and legs where I was not afraid of the cold, and gradually rubbed my body until the skin on my body was red. And when it’s hot, you won’t be afraid of the cold, lying in the clear stream, looking up at the blue sky.The sky is high and far away, the hills are verdant and green, and the stream jumps from the body and rushes downstream.I am in a very distant and peaceful place, I am lying in the depths of time, I am in the purest place on earth, I only hear tits chirping, they are on the chestnut tree on the hillside, and there is a maple tree in front of me.

After washing, I went to the slope to watch them dig potatoes, and the potatoes were finished. I went home with them, and Yu Yunfu occasionally said something about potatoes in Mandarin. His voice was short and loud, and I thought his Mandarin was better than mine. Looking at his handsome face, he was really a spotless mountain boy.When I got back to the house, the meal was not ready yet. Yu Yunfu accompanied me around to see the bees raised in his house. The bee hives in his house were upright and placed one by one on a rocky slope at the east end of the house. The little stone sheds, or towers, and bee boxes were painted white, but faded, and the little bees flew around the field, where corn was planted on the slopes.After looking at the bees, I went to see the eucommia he peeled, and an angelica plant in the back corner of the house.On the top of the mountain, the moon rises, there is fog over the mouth of the Zong Gorge, the head of the cowshed is leisurely and quiet, the wind blows the leaves of the corn, and the crickets are singing in the grass.

A lamp was lit in the room. The lamp was made of a small bottle with a tin tube wrapped around the lamp twist. Inside the bottle was diesel oil. A plume of thick black smoke rose from the dark red flame.On the dining table, two more half-knotted candles were added, the candles were bright and elegant.However, in Yu Yinggang's home, the perennial firepit smoked the walls and floors to blackness, as if they had been specially painted with black paint, or even blacker than the black paint, absorbing the light of lamps and candles, leaving only the dining table and a few Individual faces reflect warm yellows and browns.

Potato soup for dinner.Potato soup is made with fresh potatoes sliced ​​into thin slices, served with peppers, tomatoes, wood ginger seeds, etc. It is eaten with potato slices. , I picked up the bowl and ate it. My eating habits may be very greedy. At first, I ate it with a snort. Drink it together, this potato chip has been made into a staple food like a dish. In the mountains, so many people are eating, eating very quietly, I feel that they are all looking at me, when I look up, they are all strange and kind eyes.Occasionally there were cows bleating outside the house, and the Yu family also raised five cows.The evening breeze was cool, and the cool mountain breeze was boundless, permeating the farmhouse. They all wore long shirts, but I wore shorts and a T-shirt alone.I felt cold, but drinking potato soup warmed my heart again.The years are so vast and boundless, the footprints of life reach infinite distances, there is a kind of potato soup rippling in life, a solitary moon hangs over Xiaojiashan, we seem to be living in the quietest corner of the universe.

This is a long-standing delicacy. It can reach the Ming Dynasty. Potatoes were introduced to China in 1650. Only the hills and the bright moon came earlier than it. The sound of the water at the source of the Guanyin River, coupled with the mysterious fog at the mouth of the Zongxia Gorge, there are sauerkraut and bacon cooked in the pot, fried eggs, madou, and a kind of sour radish on the plate.Potato soup, such a bowl of Shennongjia soup, when taken to the north, it is a bowl of stewed vegetables. In the canyon of the ancient virgin forest, many beads of sweat ooze from my forehead. It was about 6 hours of walking on mountain roads and rivers. My appetite was infinitely magnified, and I drank two bowls of potato chips violently. Tasting.Baogu wine has both the clearness and warmth of the Shennongjia forest. It has a quiet and mysterious beauty, like the elegant fireflies in the valley, with a light blue fragrance, gradually overflowing with traces of burnt fragrance.It is also brewed with the original technology. I was always fascinated by this kind of technology when I was in the geological team, and my thoughts were like flying butterflies, wandering among the mountains and rivers.