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The fourteenth time in Wuhu: plum chicken
Every year in early summer, the sky in the south of the Yangtze River begins to be gloomy and the wind becomes sticky. Only when the plums are ripe, the rain will not stop in Mao Mao, and the whole south of the Yangtze River will usher in the rainy season of Huangmei.

In Wuhu, my hometown, there is a custom of sending plum chicken to boys on Huangmeitian. According to anecdotal reports, eating braised plum chicken in Mei Tian is very beneficial to boys. Pay attention to eat one in the plum, and eat another in the plum.

What's that plum chicken? In Wuhu, people are used to calling the cock that doesn't crow on a yellow plum day a plum chicken.

A few days before plum blossoms are in full bloom, every hostess will go to the vegetable market to buy one or two fresh plum chickens. Generally, only six or seven kinds of plum chickens are selected, and rarely more than eight or two are selected.

The bought plum chicken is slaughtered, bled, scalded and washed first, and then the claws with broken tendons on both legs are bent away to avoid exposing teeth during steaming and destroying the shy appearance of plum chicken; Then put onion ginger and rock sugar into the belly, remember not to put salt, put it in a big steel pot and steam it for half an hour before taking it out.

Mei chicken fresh out of the pot is bright in color, mellow in soup color, crisp and sweet in taste, and fragrant between teeth.

When I was a child, my mother often said to me, "You are the youngest and weak, and eating plum chicken is the most tonic."

I like this sentence from my mother very much, and I left my expectation for the coming year.

I don't know if I am weak or if the nourishing of plum chicken is just a legend. My bones are not strong, but I am getting taller and thinner like a telephone pole.

In the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River, the air seems to be able to wring out water, and mildew spots are everywhere in the corner; People's brow is covered with melancholy clouds, and a thick layer of mold will be born in their hearts. In this weather where the clouds don't open and the rain doesn't stop, can there be anything happy to beat the overwhelming and annoying rainstorm? Yes! Only this fragrant plum chicken, at the moment of opening the lid, made the friends salivate and let it go.

Judging from the health knowledge we have now, it is reasonable to eat lightly in rainy season, and it is also reasonable to use a little pepper to promote gastric peristalsis and eliminate moisture in the body. Is this light, fragrant and sweet plum chicken delicious and useful in the rainy season?

At the age of twelve or thirteen, we didn't worry about eating or drinking, and there was rice in the bowl but no oil. We could have had a cup of chicken soup stewed specially for you, but we didn't care about the nutrition and taste, so we were left behind and wolfed down.

The nourishing formula of plum chicken was brought by her mother to her grandchildren. My son has eaten plum chicken steamed by his grandmother many times. After entering junior high school, my son's height has been rising like a mushroom after the rain, and his body is getting stronger and stronger. He can play ball and run. The most important thing is that the academic performance has also become solid, and the ranking has gradually advanced. Is this about Maggie? Let's just wait.

The saying of plum chicken has been popular in our hometown for many years. I learned it from my mother. This side is only for men, not women. Although there is a trace of feudal aftertaste that men are superior to women, we still hope that the younger generation will grow up healthily.

The living conditions are good now, and the food on weekdays is the same as in previous years. The concept of keeping fit gradually faded. The most terrible thing is not how to make children mend their bodies, but how to make so many chubby people slim down.

If the old ladies in the sky knew these things, I don't know how many glasses would be broken.