The old rooster braised, the taste is not to say, just for this mouth. A few years ago, I went to my friend's hometown, and my friend specially arranged to taste the local characteristics and authentic chicken. The chicken is free-range in the yard, the fish is in the pond at the door, and the vegetables are grown on the side of the vegetable field. This time I revisited the old place, the old dishes were re-eatable, and I thought it was worth it after a few hundred kilometers.