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Hakka cuisine, the memory of the mountains and wilds on the tip of your tongue! A mouthful of braised pork with preserved vegetables, fat but not greasy, is the taste code for the wanderer's homesickness; a bowl of Sanjidi soup, fresh and fragrant, warms the stomach, hiding the wisdom of the Hakka people in farming and studying. The salt-baked chicken is golden and tempting, the stuffed tofu is soft and juicy, and each dish is like a story in the dragon house - a large coarse porcelain bowl filled with homesickness, and a wood-fired stove simmers warmth. Today's meal is about the smoke and fire of the thousand-year migration, and the stubbornness of "rather sell the ancestral land than forget the ancestral words". Which Hakka flavor do you like best? #Local Food #Local Food on the Tip of the Tongue #Try the Authentic Old Brand #City Humanities Notes #FoodFestival