Walking scenery——Yuechi Huanglong Gongmi

“The air in Huanglong is good, the fragrant rice grows in Shai Po Luo, and the nine lotuses are draped in seven dragons...” I have been to Huanglong Township several times, and Shai Po Luo is the only place I have not set foot on. This trip was during the harvest season in the golden autumn. The long and sharp downhill slopes and the continuous sharp uphill slopes led us to the sunny slopes on the Huanglong Plateau. The rice fields were ablaze with gold, and the sky here was like The sky in Tibet is surprisingly blue, with white clouds in the sky, and the fragrance of rice floating in the air, which is the smell of harvest and the fragrance of joy.

Rice is so fragrant.

Huanglong tribute rice is mainly from Baishuba, Dadiba and Shaipoluo. It is said that it was sent to the royal family as tribute rice in history. There are many versions of the legend about Huanglong tribute rice. One is that Zhang Xianzhong once led his troops to fight in Huanglong Village. The war was fierce and cruel, and blood flowed into rivers. As a result, the blood-stained rice fields were turbid and red all year round. The rice produced was made of The rice has been extra delicious ever since. (Although this statement is bloody, it should be used to prove that the soil quality of Huanglong tribute rice is extraordinary.)

It is also said that in the old days of Yuechi, there was a young man named Huanglong who was ordered by his mother to go to Beijing to find his father. There was a story about a hero saving a beauty, and the princess he rescued fell in love with her and made a private lifelong contract with her. During this time, Huang Long found out in the capital that his father had died, so he said goodbye to the princess and returned to his hometown to report to his mother, and agreed to return to his hometown and wait for the princess to summon him before going to the capital. Huang Long returned to his hometown for two years and did not wait for the princess to call him, so he carried the fragrant rice on his back and went to Beijing. After entering the capital, he learned that the princess had died of illness. The emperor thought that his daughter was infatuated with Huang Long, so he accepted Huang Long as his adopted son. The fragrant rice made from the fragrant rice brought by Huanglong was so fragrant that the emperor was very happy, so he issued an edict to pay tribute to the rice and named it Huanglong Tribute Rice. (This theory refers to the origin of Huanglong tribute rice)

There is also a saying that the emperor ordered Huanglong rice to be brought to Beijing as tribute and not to be used for other purposes. In order to ensure the quality and quantity, the emperor ordered his concubine to stay in the Shaipoluo area of ??Huanglong. , the place where the Prince Consort’s horse fell down is called Rolling Death Horse, and the place where Prince Consort’s horse died is called Horse Death Bay... The Prince Consort stayed at Shai Po Luo for many years until his death. (These place names and legends must have led to the origin of the Prince Consort's Tomb. It is difficult to tell whether the legend is true or false, but there is indeed a large tomb from the Qing Dynasty buried in the waist of the dragon's veins under the Lion Mountain. I won't go into details here.)

Many legends are just to prove that Huanglong rice is indeed fragrant for a long time. The old man in the village proudly said that although they are all legends, it is true that Huanglong rice was personally selected and presented to Chairman Mao. As a famous specialty of Yuechi County, Huanglong tribute rice has always been famous both inside and outside the province and has won many awards. Especially in 2011, the General Administration of Quality Supervision, Inspection and Quarantine approved Huanglong tribute rice as a national geographical indication product. The growth environment of Huanglong rice is located in a high geographical location, and the soil is sticky. The water in the fields is turbid all year round. There are no canals to divert water for irrigation. People say that although the water comes from the sky, there are few droughts and little rain and it is impossible to plant rice seedlings. Huanglong rice is translucent and soaked in color. The rice is soft and glutinous, slightly sticky, and fragrant. In the past, Huanglong rice was good, but the mountains were high and the roads were far away, which was restricted by inconvenient transportation. The asymmetry between production and sales has always been a problem. The investment of the agricultural investment group was the new rise of Huanglong rice. The new operation method made Huanglong Gongmi, which was once in a downturn, After getting out of the predicament, both production and sales have reached new heights, and Huanglong rice will enter the dining tables of thousands of households.

The bamboo forest on the new Zhangmu Bridge is long and green, and the stream under the bridge is gentle. The little girl from the Qiaotou family no longer remembers the encounter with me two years ago. The Earth Bodhisattva at the head of the old Zhangmu Bridge is silent on the rock wall, with lowered eyebrows and eyes, growing old with time and protecting the common people. Xiaobaiyan has a tall peak, bamboo forest paths, dappled light and shadow, and dense shade of pines and bamboos. The Baiyan cave, which can accommodate four or five tables, is hidden by the dense forest. The little girl who once got lost in the mountains and hid in the cave, decades have passed. I can still remember Xiao Baiyan and a farm lady who once rescued them and let them stay overnight. I wonder if she cooked a bowl of yellow rice to soothe their frightened hearts. The small farmhouses we passed one after another were simple and quiet, with garlic sprouts hanging under the eaves and freshly harvested rice spread out on the mats in the diba, showing a strong sense of hometown.

Nine mountain caves with verdant pines and cypresses are like nine lotus terraces, surrounding the blessed land of Shaipoluo, and golden rice waves are dancing in the fields.

This is a harvest season, a beautiful season, the hot land of Huanglong. I have recorded the enthusiasm and kindness of the people, as well as their pure nature. It is they who work hard on this land, and each of them has a deep love for Huanglong. With the love for this piece of land, the nostalgia and feelings for this piece of land, coupled with the help of the Agricultural Investment Group to promote it, this yellow dragon rice will only last longer and go farther and farther!