Years: Salted fish life since going to the countryside.

Chapter 1510: Yangcheng News (V)

When Zhang Yaozu picked up a big water cockroach, he did not forget to say to Han Li.

"Brother Han, try it. Although the water cockroaches nowadays are not as big and plump as they were in the fall, they are still as fragrant as ever."

Han Li glanced at Zhang Yaozu and found that he had not yet put the water cockroach into his mouth. He immediately felt that there must be something he didn't know about, so he picked up the chopsticks and picked up an osmanthus cicada and said.

"It's a little hot after it's been fried. I'll eat two delicious sweet-scented osmanthus cicadas first, and then the water cockroach."

After listening to Han Li's words, Zhang Yaozu realized that he was a little too anxious, but now he could only put the water cockroach he picked up on the plate in front of him, pick up a piece of perilla leaf from another plate, and eat it together with the water cockroach.

At this time, Han Li looked at Zhang Yaozu intently, smiling without saying a word.

After Zhang Yaozu swallowed the water cockroach, he said with some embarrassment.

"In fact, some people like to eat water cockroaches as they are, while others like to eat them with perilla leaves. I just want Brother Han to try a few more ways to eat cockroaches."

At this time, Han Li was still smiling without saying anything. He picked up the jar of Laoshuzi wine on the table, and then took a large bowl and immediately filled it for Zhang Yaozu.
Han Li's action made Zhang Yaozu beg for mercy quickly, and he revealed his little thought of making fun of Han Li.

However, Han Li did not let Zhang Yaozu go just because he begged for mercy. The full bowl of Rat Wine showed his attitude.

Zhang Yaozu finished the bowl of wine with a bitter face, took a few bites of the food and then talked about the custom of Guangzhou people eating water cockroaches.

Water cockroaches will still have a fishy smell no matter how well they are processed, and perilla leaves can not only control this fishy smell well, but also make water cockroaches more delicious.

In addition, as a native of Guangzhou, Zhang Yaozu likes to steam water cockroaches when eating them. This time they were fried mainly to cater to Han Li's senses.

Next, Zhang Yaozu talked about the different habits of eating water cockroaches in other parts of Guangzhou.

People in Chaozhou like to cook rice noodles with water cockroaches, while people in Yangcheng Bay think that boiled rice noodles are the most delicious.

The men of Shunde in Fengcheng like to eat them by scooping them out, while the women like to fry them. It is said that eating them this way has the effect of nourishing yin. The people of Qingyuan, who live next to them, like to stew them with water.

Hakka people believe that water cockroaches stuffed with tofu are the most delicious. Pengcheng people can be said to be the most rebellious in the Guangzhou area when it comes to eating water cockroaches. They like to stir-fry them with chili peppers.

[In the Guangzhou area, there is a folk remedy whose authenticity is not known. If a teenager has the habit of bedwetting, catch some water cockroaches, wrap them in perilla leaves, add a little salt and oil, roast them over charcoal fire, and eat them while hot. Generally, it will be effective after eating it three times.

Because this folk remedy is not authentic, Mao Sui does not recommend that curious people try it easily. If the children of relatives and friends have this problem, going to a regular hospital is the right choice. 】

No matter what, the big bowl of wine that Han Li just gave Zhang Yaozu as a punishment made his desire to see Han Li make a fool of himself disappear into thin air.

The next dish served was roasted field mouse, which is a mouse that lives in the fields.

Hanging roast is made by cleaning the field mouse, marinating it slightly, brushing it with syrup, and then roasting it in a hanging oven.

Han Li looked at the roasted field mouse, which had a rosy and attractive appearance and was very similar to the roast suckling pig he had eaten in Hong Kong. He turned his head to look at Zhang Yaozu's appetite and his reiteration of the saying that one mouse was worth three chickens. Thinking of the field mouse he had cooked in Shanghe Village, he stretched out his chopsticks.

Han Li took a bite and felt that the roasted field mouse was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a rich meaty aroma and a very good taste. At least it was better than the field mice that Zhang Yaozu had made when he went to Shanghe Village before. So he started to eat it while it was hot.

When we were enjoying our meal, Zhang Yaozu said something with emotion beside us.

"It's a pity that the restaurant didn't receive the little field mouse with its eyes still open today, so Brother Han couldn't eat the most nutritious three-squeak dish."

After listening to what Zhang Yaozu said, Han Li said polite words to refuse, but in his heart he was thinking that it was unnecessary, because he really didn't have the courage to eat a living mouse.

The next dish served was steamed sandworms. At this time, Zhang Yaozu spoke again and said that the restaurant did not have water worms this time. Otherwise, a plate of fried water worms, which are known as "ginseng in water", would be quite delicious.

Han Li had never eaten dragonflies before, but he had some knowledge about them.

When the two of them had almost finished eating and drinking, the waiter brought the last dish and the main course of the day.

The last dish is dragon and phoenix soup made with king cobra and old hen, and the staple food is a large bowl of rice.

When the two people walked out of the restaurant after eating and drinking, the street lights outside were already on.

Zhang Yaozu sent Han Li to the guesthouse where he had stayed last night. After the two agreed to have tea together the next morning, he rode his three-legged motorcycle to the unit to deliver the car.

Han Li stood at the gate of the guesthouse. After watching Zhang Yaozu disappear from his sight, he did not go back to the guesthouse. Instead, he walked with his long legs towards the street he saw when he came back.

If Han Li hadn't been concerned that Zhang Yaozu was drunk, he would have gotten out of the car and taken a look inside.

Now there is still time and Han Li is the only one left. It is the best time to experience the local customs and folkways.

This street is lined with simple shelves supported by metal carts, and most of the stall owners are young people dressed fashionably.

These young male stall owners wear floral shirts and bell-bottom pants, while the female stall owners wear brightly colored polyester dresses, wide-brimmed hats on their heads, and small leather shoes on their feet.

All the stall owners, both male and female, had their hair permed. There was a dual-cassette recorder on each stall, and the sounds coming out of the recorder speakers were mostly Teresa Teng's songs.

These people don't care whether they are right or wrong, they just shake their heads and clap their hands to the beat of the music, acting like they are the only sober person among everyone else.

In any case, this kind of scene can probably only be seen in the streets of Guangzhou at this time.

Han Li was not sure about other cities, but he knew that as long as this situation occurred in Sijiu City, relevant personnel from the street office and police station would appear on the scene within half an hour.

However, this may be the prototype of the first illuminated night market in Guangzhou, or even in the whole country.

(In 84, Guangzhou opened the country's first night market on West Lake Road, and it quickly became a hotspot for manufacturers and merchants from all over the country.)
Han Li walked along the street, looking at the young and beautiful vendors, and the products that were very fashionable in most places across the country.
(End of this chapter)