What those Cantonese girls taught me

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I went to college in Guangdong and lived in a dormitory where 2/3 were girls from Guangdong. In the short term, it was almost a culture shock. But later, I was successfully conquered and assimilated by them. Even in Beijing, I often can’t help but miss Guangdong. Guangdong girls are generally smaller, not tall, and very thin. In the north, I am considered a normal figure, but in Guangdong, women are considered a giant figure. During the 6 years I lived in Guangdong, I had a history of low weight.

There is a reason for being thin. The beast in my stomach was tamed by girls from Guangdong.
I didn’t get up in the morning, but the Guangdong girls did. The sound is very low, I can’t hear it at all (on the contrary, I often hear the ringing bells). She sat quietly at the table and had breakfast. What is breakfast? Pure white porridge + pork breast in a small stainless steel bowl, or two or three small biscuits + Vitasoy soy milk. It’s amazing, at first I thought they were crazy for eating like this.

But later I accepted their brainwashing that “I feel like I have a normal appetite when I wake up in the morning.” She says it to you so many times that it’s hard not to accept it. My breakfast became oatmeal + milk, which is an improved version. Guangzhou felt very peaceful when I woke up in the morning, and it felt like it was another uneventful day. But maybe it’s just that I’m still in college, and no matter where I am, nothing always happens.

Lunch is usually eaten in the cafeteria. Shuangyashan canteen tastes good. At night, normal university dormitories always have late night snacks to add to the fun. The Guangdong girl came up with her trump card, Lucky Crab Roe Noodles. This instant noodles is definitely different from the Master Kong ones on the market. It only has one salt packet and a small sesame oil packet. When I first started eating, I felt lonely after eating. But once I’m used to it, I feel like it’s just a hint of salt on the endless loneliness. Extraordinarily flavorful.

Usually when it comes to such a situation. If you can understand the infinite loneliness, a trace of salt or a trace of sweetness will basically be washed into the Guangdong stomach.

Endless loneliness is a normal state, a state of sweetness in the stomach. The stomach is a ferocious and changeable big furry monster. But the Cantonese have tamed it with a calm, infinite loneliness. The big furry monster was always chasing more, louder, and more exciting smells. Never satisfied. Only in this way can it be satisfied.

But in the infinite loneliness, Cantonese people teach it an extremely dangerous and endless contentment. A needle falling in absolute silence is more shocking than a violin that has drifted to the edge of a symphony rising a key. While stir-frying and boiling, I tasted the sweetness of a cabbage heart after being immersed in endless loneliness for a long time.
The big shaggy monster stopped. Its contentment in the moment is grand. So infinite loneliness is no longer a bitter torture, but a peaceful normality.

In addition to eating less, they also had very little food. After I came to Beijing, I saw how many things people can have, which was an eye-opener.
When I was in Shenzhen after work, I lived with two girls from Guangdong. In that kitchen, there was only an induction cooker, an aluminum pot, a cutting board, and a ceramic knife. One weekend, a girl from Guangdong told me that we could have hot pot together.

We sat at the table in the living room. I watched as her ceramic knife sliced ​​a small piece of beef into extremely thin slices. Then use the induction cooker to cook rice noodles and lettuce. Layer out in our respective bowls. Top with beef. Serve hot soup. The beef was pink and medium rare. But it’s extremely delicious (tastier than what I’m trying to make now).

I was shocked at the time. She is like a magician. Use equipment that is so simple that it is almost useless to create delicious food. This Cantonese girl’s bedroom is very small and she has very few things.
But she seemed to lack nothing. I was never thinking about what to add or feeling like I was missing something.
I love and envy that state of lightness and contentment.
Still learning awkwardly.

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