With this preconceived goodwill, I set foot on the land of Luzhou. Luzhou really didn't let me down. I haven't been to town yet. I am satisfied with several places in the suburbs.
As soon as I heard the names of the flower fields and wine fields by the Qingxi River, I couldn't help but want to dance in the flower fields and sing in the wine fields. Longhui Winery is the first liquor estate in China, which is fascinating. People were drunk before they entered the wine city. This is Luzhou.
On the map of China liquor, Luzhou undoubtedly depicts a rich and colorful stroke. LU ZHOU LAO JIAO CO.,LTD in his left hand and Langjiu in Gu Lin in his right hand are two resounding business cards held by Luzhou, which is also the greatest confidence of the wine city.
Interestingly, LU ZHOU LAO JIAO CO.,LTD Co., Ltd. is Luzhou-flavor liquor, and Langjiu is Maotai-flavor liquor, which leads to two tributaries of the upper reaches of the Yangtze River, Tuojiang and Chishui.
When you come to Luzhou, you must talk about wine, which seems to be the history of Luzhou. The city blends with wine and blood.
The temperature in the Kirin wine heater was splashed with ink by the writer, and the mud retaining wall at the bridge head of the city wall was engraved with history, meaning Luzhou.
At the beginning of the Han Dynasty, he wrote a poem "Phoenix seeks to burn", which provoked Zhuo Wenjun to write a poem with warm wine, saying that "there is fragrance in southern Sichuan, and it is stewed in the furnace, which moistens my heart".
In the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu's trip to Luzhou buried his constant love with Luzhou.
Su Dongpo visited Luzhou in the Song Dynasty, leaving a story that "fine wine is fragrant in the south of Sichuan, and the bright moon invites drunken flowers" ... The history of Luzhou is the past of poetry and wine.
The red land of Luzhou nourishes mellow wine and makes Luzhou a success. Standing in front of the "China's first cellar" national treasure cellar pool group, I realized what "a thousand-year-old cellar is always bad", which is a living cultural relic in the liquor industry and has been used continuously for 444 years.
For centuries, batches of high-quality sorghum have been steamed and fermented here, and at the same time, the profound history and mellow wine fragrance have been sealed together.
You must drink when you come to Luzhou. Luzhou people drink just to refresh themselves. When they were sitting in the streets, one end of the hot pot tasted like soup. The perfect match with wine is to eat fish.
Luzhou people eat fish, from the boat to the shore, and then from the shore to the boat. We had dinner on a boat in binjiang road. It's a fish restaurant called "Floating on the Water", with a good name and a good scenery. Looking at the river view in 360 degrees, across the river is the big billboard of Guojiao 1573.
Before dark, the yellow river flows across the bridge in no hurry, like people living here in no hurry. After boarding the boat, a table of fresh river, a bottle of LU ZHOU LAO JIAO CO.,LTD, wine and delicacies, the fatigue of the journey left us far away.
After dinner, the night is already thick. The riverside is another lively scene, and the familiar sticky and sultry smell is blown by the night wind. Around us, children playing in the water, passers-by walking dogs, couples taking selfies, and the bells of ear-plucking vendors jingle.
Such a night is suitable for thinking. I can't see the moon by the river, but somehow I think of Gu Yue.
The moon in ancient Luzhou should be bigger and rounder than what we see today, because there were no factory chimneys and automobile exhaust emissions at that time, and several brewing workshops were scattered on both sides of the Tuojiang River. The big round moon rises from the river, and there are a little white sails on the river. The beauty of this river is more intoxicating than today. But was Luzhou's wine so rich and long-lasting at that time?
One night in Luzhou, standing on the porch of Nanyuan Hotel, I looked at Luzhou City surrounded by the Yangtze River and Tuojiang River outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and there were dazzling lights and fishing fires. My heart was pounding and I wanted to express something, but I didn't say anything.
I just said to myself, "If the ancients were running water today, it would be the same to look at the bright moon.".
Text/Photo: Guo Xiang doesn't love Zhang Junbao