When I was too poor, I could only fill my stomach with this kind of stuff. Now it has become a rarity. I guess it's impossible to have money.

When I was a child, I was too poor to fill my stomach with this kind of thing. Now it has become a rare thing. I guess I can't have money.

When I was young, I lived in poor and remote rural areas. Because I didn't master the scientific planting of corn at that time, I didn't have money to buy fertilizer. There were corn planted all over the mountains. When the harvest came, the yield was surprisingly low. Food is not enough to eat, can only find some hunger, fill the stomach substitutes.

This is not, this kind of thing is the food that we often dig to fill our stomachs when we were young. This stuff is called canna. Herbs perennial, leaves simple and alternate; sheathlike petioles; leaf blade ovate-oblong. Racemes, flowers solitary or opposite. This plant contains rich connotation and deep historical origin. In its name, there is such a beautiful legend.

Legend has it that a long time ago, heaven gathered a few lonely fairy, secretly out of the palace. When they moved their eyes to the Long Pool Realm, they couldn't help but sigh, how beautiful the mountains and rivers were! Decided to travel to the mortal world. The fairies pressed their heads down and landed on the banks of the long pool. They broke a branch and shook it into an oar. Pick a leaf, breathe into a boat, swim leisurely, row and play, sing and laugh, provoke the aquatic animals in the pool, float to watch, envy endless.

After midnight, they abandoned the boat ashore, along the mountain road, into a line of heaven, only to see the waterfall straight down, water as clear as a mirror, beautiful, the fairies can not help but take off their coats, one by one jumped into the pool, chasing the water, mountain birds chirping, the sky has been bright, the fairies have not returned to heaven, then turned into graceful canna, as if forever smiling to welcome visitors from all directions.

Such a beautiful legend is full of mystery. But at that time, it was just grass roots for hunger. However, our usual way of eating is to dig up the canna roots, wash them, and use them to stew. The taste has a sweet feeling. At the same time, its stems, leaves and roots can be used as medicine.

In the past, the mountains of my hometown were full of things that people only used to sustain life. Now it has become a rare commodity. Now some people find it difficult to make medicine, let alone eat it. Some city people, rich people, in order to pursue this kind of wild mountain goods, have not been able to achieve, people say, money can make ghosts grind. But to eat this kind of thing, I guess there's no chance even if I have money!