President's Legendary Master

But don't look at the fact that the yak can't work and pull the plow, but his whole body is full of treasures.

People drink yak milk, eat yak meat, and burn yak dung.

Its hair can be used for clothing or tents, and its hide is a good material for leather.

It can’t be used for farming but can be used as a means of transportation to transport things to the plateau. It has a large load and provides local herdsmen with milk, meat, hair, labor force, fuel and other production and daily necessities. It is an important source of life and income for the herdsmen on the Tubo plateau. , is also an indispensable and important livestock species in the local animal husbandry economy.

This is the last stop for them to enter the Tibetan plateau, and the plain area ends here, so they are next to the plateau, so they have yak meat to eat.

However, people of ethnic minorities generally eat more. People of the Han nationality prefer to eat pork, and mutton is also fine.

Few people will eat this strong taste of yak meat.

It's just that when Wang's grandma is used to making beef, she chooses yak meat, which makes everyone taste different.

"And I'm not bragging about it!" Boss Wang gestured: "In the whole village, only my mother can cook yak meat well, and everyone else's cooking is not so authentic."

"Oh... Is there a reason why Grandma Wang does this?" Daomiao asked him, "I see Grandma Wang's words and deeds, she is an extraordinary rural old lady!"

"My mother is a family member of a martyr, so of course it's not ordinary." Boss Wang smiled: "But it's all old calendars, so I won't mention it."

He seemed reluctant to bring up the subject.

Dugu Haoyan and the others shut up knowingly, but when Grandma Wang came over, the old man Dugu Weng came out in person: "Big sister, your food is so good, I, a junior, said that he would dream of your food in his dreams." The taste is really special, especially this lamp shadow beef."

"Really?" The old lady was very happy: "Eat more if you like it. Young people nowadays lose weight and eat like feeding cats. If you don't eat a bite of meat, is your body so important? Health is the most important thing." important."

"That's right, this is delicious!" Dugu Feiyan's cheeks puffed up after eating, he really felt that Grandma Wang's cooking skills were no worse than the chef's.

And it tastes like home.

"Then how do you make this special dish of yours?" Dugu Haoyan asked, "How did you think of using yak meat?"

"That's right!" Old Man Dugu Weng was also curious: "Most people would not think of using yak meat to make this dish. It seems that yak meat is much more expensive than yellow beef, right?"

Yellow beef costs 50 yuan a catty, but yak meat costs 70 yuan, which is a full 20 yuan more expensive.

And because this season coincides with the peak season for beef consumption, the price is higher than usual.

Their family does not raise yak meat either.

"This is a long story." The old lady said, "Yak meat is much more expensive, but yak meat can produce this taste."

"Oh?" Dugu Weng hurriedly motioned to his grandson.

Dugu Feiyan got up immediately, and brought a chair over: "Grandma, please tell us!"

Everyone likes a well-behaved boy, and the old lady is no exception: "Okay, then I will look through the old almanac, don't dislike me for being long-winded."

Boss Wang saw that the old lady had regained her spirits, and immediately said, "Mom, let me pour you a glass of water."

By the way, he also brought a new box of tissues.

His daughter-in-law followed with a large photo album, and the two children were arranged to do their homework in another room.

The old lady took a sip of water before she began to chatter: "Back then, I heard from my mother that there were only a few families here. Although they were Han Chinese, they were not excluded because they were all poor people. The lives of the ethnic minorities are even worse. We all unite and rely on them when we go out to hunt, and rely on the Han people to work in the fields. The common people live hard. Later, the Red Army came. Knowing this army, I was so scared that I hid. At that time, my mother was the head nurse in the army. After searching several villages, I found someone who could speak Mandarin. That was here. At that time, there was no name here, just It's just a village, and the Red Army didn't station here, they just passed by, borrowed pots and stoves to boil hot water, and ate warm meals, but the wounded, old and weak among them were all left behind because this place is too remote Therefore, they are the safest here, and the one who took the lead to stay is my mother, who married a local young man in a hurry, and that young man is my father."

"But my little uncle is very young and vigorous, plus he knows Braille, and he insisted on going with the army. At that time, my grandma disagreed, but my little uncle insisted on this, and my father and mother also supported it. He, my grandma couldn't stop my little uncle from joining the army in the end, but following the Red Army, the first stop is to follow the big army, cross the grass and snow-capped mountains, my grandma's old lady loves Yao'er the most, seeing her youngest son leaving I couldn’t bear it anymore, and I couldn’t stop it, so I thought, bring him something! Even if it’s some dried meat? But at that time, every family lived a hard life, and there was not enough food, even the wounded. They are all corn cakes, while others eat more corn porridge, barley barley cakes with pickles, this is the treatment of the army, what do ordinary people have?"

"It's good to eat a bite of meat during the festival. Some people can't even eat a bite of meat. Where can I get dried meat?" The old lady smiled bitterly: "Later, I heard from my mother that she knew that the old lady When she was going to buy medicine in the city, she secretly took a shrimp whisker bracelet that she had always carried with her. It was the only valuable thing on her body, but yellow beef was very expensive, and at that time, yellow cattle But big animals, who would easily slaughter them? Landlords and old rich people can’t do it either. Later, when she went to the mountains to collect herbs, she happened to meet a few Tibetans herding yaks, and exchanged a yak with them for a yak. They don’t produce milk, but they eat meat. When they came back, they slaughtered them. Twenty catties of meat were given to my nanny, and the rest was given to the army. That cow didn’t even have bones left. In fact, it was just a cow. They boiled several big pots of beef soup, put a lot of pepper powder and chili noodles, and they set out on the road after drinking it, not like eating meat to satisfy their cravings, but rather like keeping warm from the cold.”

"My little uncle set off at the end of the team, so my grandma made beef jerky for him, and my mother cooked it herself, made Dengying beef for him, and asked him to put it in his pocket and take a piece of it in his mouth when he crossed the snow-capped mountains. It can provide him with a little heat. My mother is not very familiar with my little uncle. They have only been together for less than a month. They left and never came back. When my grandma died , still thinking about my little uncle, my father and mother also blamed themselves, thinking that they should not have supported him to go with the army back then? But later I figured it out. At that time, in that form, if everyone didn’t go out , is the country still saved?"

Everyone was silent for a while, yes, in that dark and chaotic era, if the martyrs did not save themselves, would we still be where we are today?

"After liberation, someone sent a message back, saying that my little uncle had died and was chased as a martyr. What came back was only a set of military uniforms and a few letters from home. They were all written but not sent, or sent It went out but was sent back. The reason was that there was no such person. It was because the transportation here was inconvenient, and no one could get by. The people at the post office didn’t want to climb the mountain to deliver letters. It would be dangerous. At that time, there was no such a big Wide road. In addition, at that time, the war was raging, and many families were separated. We had no enemies here, but there were chieftains, leaders, etc., which made the people more afraid than horse bandits and robbers. This village is small, so if you don’t pay attention Yes, it’s all possible.”

"My father and mother cried so hard that I couldn't help myself. I vaguely remember that time, but I don't know it very clearly. I only know that my father and mother buried the military uniform next to my grandma's grave and paid homage to it. The things my little uncle used to love to eat, specially made Dengying yak meat, bamboo tube rice bought in the city, Dandan noodles... At that time, life was not well-off. It was impossible to sacrifice every year, but every three years There is a big sacrifice, and then the two elders passed away. Before he died, he asked me not to forget that my little uncle should be remembered by someone underground. I have always followed and never forgot... My husband also came back from the army. Demobilizer, he's older than me."

"The health is not very good. I only had my son when I was 28. At the beginning, there were rumors in the village that the child did not belong to my husband. Fortunately, at that time, I was a member of the martyr army, and my younger uncle was a martyr. Although my mother was not a martyr. , but she was one of the first batch of Red Army medical staff, and later worked in the clinic in the town. My father was a farmer for a living, and they died before the four olds were broken. During the Great Leap Forward, due to various reasons, my husband’s body completely collapsed. When he had a child, he became more angry, because my son grew more and more like him. Who said it wasn’t his child? But he didn’t After a few years, it’s over.”

"In the days that followed, I raised him alone, married a wife and had children, and when the conditions improved, I built this homestay." The old lady said a lot, and some of the old ones were blurred, and she didn't remember much. Clearly, there were some tears in the chatter, and everyone finally knew why Boss Wang brought a new box of tissues to wipe the old lady's tears.

There is also the proprietress, who brought water for the old lady to drink.

Boss Wang said embarrassingly: "Don't be afraid, the offerings I give to my uncle are only presented every three years..."

"Did you make offerings this year?" Daomiao asked him, "When you went to the grave to pay homage, did you use Dengying yak meat? Dandan noodles and rice in bamboo tubes? Dongpo Pig Knuckle……?"

"You, how do you know?" Boss Wang was dumbfounded: "I, you, what's going on?"

"You have enshrined so many things?" Not to mention he was dumbfounded, Qiu Chunshan was equally dumbfounded.

The proprietress swallowed her saliva, and said: "This tradition in my family has existed since my mother-in-law's time. There is a big sacrifice every three years. In the past few years, life was difficult, and the sacrifices were very common. In the past two years, this is not because a new house has been built. Renovate, open a homestay? My salary as a teacher has also increased, and the bonus has also increased, so I just thought that the offerings to the ancestors should not be sloppy..."

Just buy something richer. In fact, it is said to be an offering, but after going to the grave, I still take it home and share it.

According to the mother-in-law, it is not a problem for the descendants to eat some surplus food from their ancestors. In fact, it means that they don't want to waste it.