"Impression of Fengjie"

When I boarded the pier in Fengjie, I always looked up. Rows of buildings were built along the mountain. A not-so-wide street ran up the slope. The houses were built on the slope, like Effie. The tower gave me an overwhelming surprise. It's late autumn, and huge navel oranges greet foreigners with their alluring orange-yellow smiles. Street food shops are steaming with steam, and huge hot pots are emitting fragrant white steam in the center of square tables. The hospitable Fengjie people had already reserved seats for us and served us their most distinctive haggis hot pot.

In Fengjie at dusk, the silhouette of the black mountains surrounds this brightly lit small county town, blowing like an air conditioner on the hurriedly walking crowd. As I walked on the street, my legs kept shaking, but after being pulled into a hot pot restaurant by my enthusiastic Fengjie friends, my cold heart gradually warmed and settled down.

A hot pot as big as a basin has been stewed on the square table for a long time. The dishes are piled high. In front of each person is a large bowl. It is not as refreshing as the exquisite small plates and bowls in the South. What is even more surprising is the bowl. There was half a bowl of condiments in it, including coriander, hot sauce, fermented bean curd, etc., and many others that I couldn’t name. The richness of the condiments was eye-catching. There are two more female guests coming. According to their husband who came earlier, they are washing their hair and will have to wait for a while. I am very afraid of eating haggis. When I hear about sheep head, sheep hooves, sheep tripe, sheep intestines, sheep heart, sheep lungs, and sheep liver, I feel uncomfortable. When I think of the smell of sheep in my mouth..., ugh , guests do as they please, because this is their favorite dish for entertaining distinguished guests. It is said that they don’t want to leave after eating it. After a while, two female guests came in well-dressed, and everyone got to the table and started eating enthusiastically. First, ladle a ladle of hot soup into a bowl, stir it with chopsticks, and feel a refreshing aroma in your nose. You can feel your stomach rumbling and your mouth and tongue producing fluids. I took a sip, and it smelled like meat. Because I didn’t add much hot sauce, it was light and delicious. After one sip, there was already a stream of heat flowing up and down in my stomach. It was so comfortable. Strangely, there was no trace of it that made me hate it. The mutton smell. The enthusiastic host kept adding sheep's trotters and sheep's trip to my mouth, which was fat but not greasy. The delicious soup and ingredients were appetizing. I saw the two female guests from Fengjie adding hot sauce while eating. The bowl of clear soup suddenly became red and hot. They even took off their coats, and a thin layer of fragrant sweat covered their ruddy faces.

The conversation at the table also increased with the happy eating. As we drank and drank, everyone lost the restraint of the first time. They talked about current affairs, life, the rich in the east and the poor in the west. They talked about everything. . A quiet lady spoke in a sharp tone, saying that regardless of how rich the rich are, they drive million-dollar BMWs and sports cars, and we drive the same way. They also want to eat this haggis hotpot, and we ordinary people can afford it, so what’s the big deal. Seeing me immersed in eating, Wu asked proudly, "It's not bad. Eating this when it's cold will make you feel as if you have a small stove in your belly. It's as warm as spring, from your hands to your toes." . As she spoke, she added more dishes from the dustpan and enthusiastically introduced that this is our unique moldy bean dregs. She poured a plate of tofu-like things into the hot pot, and suddenly the thick soup soaked into the honeycomb shape. The bean dregs become soft and cakey like a sponge. I picked up a piece and put it in my mouth. There was a faint musty smell. Because of the mutton juice soup, the taste was long and fragrant. I ate several pieces quickly, and the host picked up the smooth and bright noodles one after another. , asked me to guess what kind of flour it was, and said it was something I had never eaten before. I said it was rice flour, sweet potato flour, or mung bean flour, but I couldn’t guess it right. It turned out to be water chestnut flour. I have never eaten this before. It is said to clear fire and relieve dryness. I didn't know how much I ate while we were laughing and chatting. I just felt my blood boiling all over and my abdomen was bloated.

The guests of honor had a great time and felt full, so they suggested visiting the night market. A group of us walked slowly along the street. Fengjie City is actually colorful at night, with lights of various colors spraying and spinning. The Fengjie girls on the street are fashionably dressed and walking in a hurry. The men are following behind them very gentlemanly, carrying bags or holding hands. Compared with the tall Fengjie girls, Girls, but men look very modest and gentle.

It turns out that this is the new county town after the dam impounded water. It is completely different from the previous rural county town. This is really surprising to foreign tourists who have not been here for many years. I am even more interested in admiring this town. Modern city surrounded by mountains. In a row of specialty stores, you can find all kinds of fashion brands from big cities, most of which are popular with women, such as Hongxiu, Ai Lian, Elena, Aige, Brother, Ming Shiyuan, and even Yi La Ke... There are a dazzling array of clothes racks. , it made me suspicious when I walked on the bustling street of the metropolis, feeling like some fashionable city had landed here. A lady who accompanied me shopping was very particular about her dress. Her hair was carefully done in a hair salon. It was rolled up into a bun with a shiny crystal clip. She also had a narrow-waisted short coat decorated with glitter. ornaments. The high-heeled deep boots are sprinkled with small rhinestones, which look very energetic under the strange street lights, revealing the charm of women. She glanced at me from time to time and asked me what brand the woolen sweater I was wearing was and how much it cost. I was speechless for a moment, because I never cared about the brand, I just bought it when I thought it was suitable. When I heard that the price was not high, I couldn't help but flash in my eyes. Proud light. I admired her with trepidation, thinking that she couldn't be more beautiful than a Fengjie woman!

Arriving at the square before I knew it, there were many old people wearing winter coats and winter hats spread out on a row of stone chairs. Some of them were sitting quietly, as if immersed in memories, and some were chatting with each other about daily routines. It's strange that they are not afraid of the cold. Everyone is sitting in a huddle in a very affectionate manner. Unlike other city squares, there are very few fitness dancers here. They just sit and enjoy the night view of the city and the people passing by.

These gray-haired old men are like a sign, proving that this place has a long history, but they seem to have nothing to do with the noise around them. As Zhang Ailing said in "Love in a Fallen City": "They are singing and singing and can't keep up with the Huqin of life."

Accompanied by enthusiastic festival people, I bought beef jerky and pickled mustard. , fermented bean curd, hot sauce and other specialties. Thanks to their introduction, I also bought lovely big oranges at a very favorable price. It was really a fruitful experience.

Unknowingly, it was late at night, and it was inconvenient to disturb the hospitable Fengjie people. I said goodbye to the Fengjie Night Market with exhaustion and satisfaction. A fashionable and refreshing Fengjie City just walked into my dream, and I couldn’t leave it for a long time. go.