The author of Seven Rhythms of Sichuan Cuisine is unknown.
Bacon is smoked and slippery, sweet, sour, salty, bitter and spicy,
Dongpo stewed Dongpo meat, Taibai steamed Taibai duck,
Shi Sheng cooks Sichuan bamboo shoots in the kitchen, while Wen Jun cooks Sichuan shrimp in the kitchen.
There are hundreds of kinds of dishes, one dish and one flower.
Poems about Hunan cuisine:
Mountain climbing trip: a land trip
He Weiwei, Jishan, Zhejiang Shuitang,
Thousands of miles across the wild, Gou Jian's land is desolate.
Spring rain is green, and autumn wind is fragrant with japonica rice.
Every village is full of crabs, and there are fish beams everywhere.
Ten thousand ducks are released, and ten thousand ginger plants are in the garden.
The noise is like thunder, and the private debt exceeds the official warehouse.
Jade temple for sacrifice, Lanting * * *.
Watch the game in an empty lane, but watch the theater in a backward society.
The bayberry in my neck is ripe, so I am busy picking it day and night.
Green baskets are all over the mountain road, not counting litchi baskets.
When the stars rush into Hou's house, they want a reward.
Hu Xiang Water Shield came out and the seller was surrounded by three towns.
Why * * * cook? Perch is three feet long.
Fangxian county has just been listed, and there is not enough goat cheese.
There is much water in Jinghu Lake, and there is no drought locust in Han Dynasty.
Heavy buildings and curved windowsills, floating lake light.
Travel by boat as a car and cover your new makeup with a small mask.
In the shallow workshop, Silk Spring is arranged in the middle of the night.
I always describe this poem and follow the ancient movement wrongly;
I hate not listening to Ji Zha, but being a great power.
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