Su Dongpo even wrote a poem about it: "Huangzhou's fine pork, as cheap as manure. Rich folk won't touch it, poor folk can't cook it. But on a slow flame, with a little water, by and by it takes a fine flavor. Eat a bowl each day on rising, and you'll be so full, you won't have a care in the world."
他為此作了一首詩：「黃州好豬肉，價賤如糞土，富者不肯吃，貧者不解煮，慢著火，少著水，火候足時他自美，每日起來打一碗，飽得自家君莫管。」