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尋味世界 XunweiShijie

未名湖畔,博雅塔下。
一碗人間煙火暖飢腸。
食堂的飯,是匆忙課業里的踏實注腳。
簡簡單單,熱氣騰騰,
足以慰藉求知路上的轆轆飢腸。
燕園味道,是青春記憶的底色。
#北大記憶 #食堂的味道

Beside the Weiming Lake and beneath the Boya Pagoda,
A bowl of warm delicacies comforts the hungry soul.
The food in the dining hall serves as a steady foothold amid hurried studies.
Simple and plain, yet steaming hot,
It soothes the hunger pangs on the journey of seeking knowledge.
The taste of Yan Garden is the backdrop of youthful memories.

5 months ago | [YT] | 2

尋味世界 XunweiShijie

When the dark green shell overturned the bucket, I realized it was a wild soft-shelled turtle over seven years old. Stewing it with chicken would create a dish so delicious it could steal a person’s soul.

The morning mist had not yet lifted when I caught sight of a faint olive-brown shell peering out from behind a rock while I was chopping firewood by the stream — it was a wild turtle! It was lazily sunbathing, its shell covered in damp moss. I held my breath and gently stirred the stream water with a dry twig. The cool mountain spring flowed toward it — and to my surprise, it approached without suspicion, slipping right into my palm.

Back home, I quickly fetched my clay pot. In Guangdong, we believe in the art of cooking with soup. I used half a free-range old hen, cut into chunks and blanched first. Then went in slices of ginger, goji berries, and astragalus root. After cleaning the turtle thoroughly, I added it to the pot along with the chicken. Simmered slowly on low heat for about 40 minutes, the broth gradually deepened into a rich amber color. When I lifted the lid, the wild freshness of the mountains mingled with the richness of the chicken in rising steam. Even the sparrows under the eaves fluttered closer, chirping noisily in curiosity.

At dinner that evening, the stewed turtle with chicken became the highlight of the meal. My father took a sip of the broth, his eyes crinkling with pleasure: “Even better than your mother’s.” Looking down at the tender turtle meat floating in my bowl, I suddenly remembered a stormy day nine years ago — just like now, he handed me a whole pot of hot soup and said, “Wild things from the mountains must be simmered with care to truly taste their flavor.

5 months ago | [YT] | 3