Chapter 255

China is known as "the north of Nanmi", and the first pasta in the north is dumplings. The process of making dumplings is relatively complex and takes a long time from making noodles, adjusting fillings, rolling skins to wrapping them, which often requires the whole family to work together, symbolizing reunion, harmonious atmosphere and happy life - northerners have a deep emotional sustenance for dumplings, which is the representative food of the word family. No matter how delicious it is, it is unique and irreplaceable.

Looking at the steaming dumplings in the snow, he asked curiously, "xiuci, what's this?" why is only xiuci available? Does he want to eat well by himself?

Japan also has dumplings, but they are actually potstickers. The Japanese mainly fry the dumplings, or they should be called fried dumplings. There are also fried ones, but they are relatively few. There are even long strip ones, such as girdle fire, and even less... They are cooked with tomato soup or miso soup. Anyway, they are completely different from authentic dumplings.

In Japan, it's normal to order dumplings and give you a meat fire later.

So Xueli asked, and kithara xiuci was not surprised. It turned out that Chunwei house sold "dumplings as food", that is, fried dumplings as food, and the staple food was rice. When kithara xiuci became the shopkeeper general, he withdrew this thing without hesitation. Where's Keng dad? Pot stickers with rice, which fool came up with it?

He said with a smile, "this is the authentic northern dumplings."

"Really?" the snow took a deep breath. Her lung capacity was amazing. The heat of the dumplings suddenly turned a corner in the air. Then she swallowed her saliva and looked at the dumplings with thin skin and round belly.

Kithara xiuci looked at her expression, then looked at the steaming dumplings, hesitated - he made a total of 30 dumplings, mainly Japanese people don't eat this for the Chinese new year, so he just wrapped it for himself. He is quite familiar with the expression in the snow. She obviously wants to eat it.

He said tentatively, "would you like to try one?"

The snow nodded excitedly: "I... I'll try one."

"Try one!"

At this moment, no one was on the table and dinner had not started. Xiuci Beiyuan handed Xueli a pair of chopsticks and pushed the rice vinegar dish with a drop of small grinding sesame oil towards her.

Xueli immediately took over the chopsticks. Hesh bowed his head and said sincerely, "xiuci, you're so nice! I'm moving!"

She carefully picked up the dumplings, looked left and right, and smelled the taste. She couldn't help but exclaim: "the skin is like curd, greasy and crisp, ice muscle jade skin, lips like cherry blossoms, three inch Golden Lotus, strong fragrance, confused..."

Beiyuan xiuci picked her eyebrows. What's the mess? Are you going to sing a poem and eat dumplings?

As soon as he was about to speak, he saw that he had finished enjoying it in the snow. He suddenly stuffed the dumplings into his mouth. He was not afraid of scalding. As soon as he stretched out his neck, he swallowed it, and then fell into meditation. A moment later, he murmured, "it doesn't smell so delicious, it doesn't taste, and the food is tasteless..."

Beiyuan xiuci looks at the dumplings and then at her... Did you chew it? He said reluctantly, "there's stuffing in it."

There was an expression in the snow that the second senior brother ate ginseng fruit. After eating it, he behaved almost the same. He looked at him carefully and asked, "xiuci, I'll try another one?"

"Then try another one... Eat slowly."

Xueli nodded obediently: "OK, xiuci, I'll eat slowly!" she put another one directly into her mouth and bit it gently. It was very hot, but the delicacy of wheat flour and the delicious mutton stuffing were mixed on the tip of her tongue, which immediately made her happy narrow her big eyes and gently shouted, "delicious!"

Beiyuan xiuci looked at the expression on her face and couldn't help smiling - that's the meaning of dumplings!

He turned to look for Dongmei and spring vegetables, and prepared to let them sit down for dinner. He looked at the vinegar plate in the snow and asked curiously, "xiuci, what's this? Do you want to dip it?"

Beiyuan xiuci turned back and said with a smile, "it's vinegar. It's eaten dipped in it. First, it can lift the fragrance. Second, it helps digestion. Third, the dumplings are hot just out of the pot. Everyone is anxious. It's not easy to burn the tongue when dipped in it."

The snow looked at the small plate and sighed, "Titian? It would be more delicious to dip it..." she didn't care about the latter two. She had no problem with her digestive ability, never accumulated food, and she was never afraid of scalding.

Her expression seemed to regret that she had forgotten to dip it just now. There was the expression of Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit again. She tried her best to swallow her saliva, and kithara xiuci reluctantly said with a smile: "try another one!"

It's not that he is stingy, but he has wrapped a total of 30. He didn't expect to eat this in the snow. Although their family is "fake Japanese", they still eat buckwheat noodles for the new year - he specially respects their customs.

No matter what custom or not, Xueli quickly took another one, carefully dipped it in vinegar, then put it in his mouth, and then nodded fiercely, "delicious, delicious, it's better to eat as expected!" then there was some regret, "the dumplings are too small, if you can have a full bite..."

Is your mouth big? Beiyuan xiuci looked at her and saw that her eyes were full of desire. She couldn't help sighing.

Snow is using her tricks to cheat food and drink! This guy doesn't have much dessert. He's basically eating it.

In fact, people who make dumplings for the Chinese New Year are happier than those who eat them. Especially, people who eat dumplings can eat sweet. People who make dumplings will also have a strong sense of happiness.

Kithara xiuci wanted to open up, took a dumpling, dipped it in vinegar, took a bite, then looked at the snow and swallowed saliva again, smiled and sighed, "then you try two at a time?"

It doesn't hurt him to eat something in the snow. It doesn't matter if the new year dumplings were not one of the few good memories of his childhood.

Xueli nodded hard, changed his pattern and began to help Beiyuan xiuci try it. Finally, he came to the conclusion that dumplings are better to eat one by one.

Of course, there were no dumplings. Xiuci Beiyuan ate a pair.

Beiyuan xiuci went to scoop up two bowls of noodle soup and said with a smile, "turn the original soup into the original food and drink the bowl of noodle soup!"

Snow regretted: "no?" dumplings look simple, but they can't control their own feeling. They are very fragrant.

Now it's too late for the bag. Kithara xiuci smiled and said, "no, I don't know you'll like it. I'll give you the bag later."

"OK!" the snow looked at the empty plate and felt that he had eaten too much. He didn't seem to be very loyal. He took the initiative to say, "xiuci, I'll give you all my miscellaneous cooking later... Half of you... A third of you!"

Beiyuan xiuci couldn't help touching her head and said with a smile, "no, eat by yourself!" the miscellaneous cooking Snow said that their mother used to cook every year, so he cooked a big pot. Everyone must have enough.

Miscellaneous cooking is also called New Year cake soup. In fact, it should be eaten for breakfast tomorrow, but they have to start early tomorrow morning, so they are ahead of schedule.

In the late murmachi era, the samurai Gongqing changed and paid great attention to health preservation. Therefore, before the banquet, they had to drink a bowl of miscellaneous cooking to nourish their stomach. Later, it became a custom. Before the banquet, they had to drink a bowl of hot soup to warm their stomach. Now, they must eat three days before the new year, or breakfast on the first day of the new year, which means "first".

It's also very simple to cook rice cakes, firewood and fish slices, kunbu, potatoes, turnips, tofu, eggs and so on. That's why it's called miscellaneous cooking... Of course, you can't put rice cakes. That's daily cooking, but the first meal of the new year must be put.

This is a kind of cuisine with strong regional color. After going out for dozens of kilometers, it is possible that the taste and ingredients of miscellaneous cooking have changed. After listening to the oral statement in Xueli, xiuci Beiyuan judged that her mother should be a good man in guansinai. Only people there would wrap quinine powder in the New Year cake when making soup with white miso.

Soon the Fukuzawa family sat together around the quilt stove, covered their lower body with quilts, and their feet were warm. Hideki kithara took the seat where Ichiro Fukuzawa used to sit. Akitaro and Dongmei took a seat on his right. Below is spring food, while Xueli sat on the left. Below is Xiazhi Xiasha, and finally the diner Naixi Suzuki, a guest, sat opposite Hideki kithara. She was afraid of the cold. She lazily refused to move her nest and forced Dongmei to drag her there.

Beiyuan xiuci said two scenes, and then divided buckwheat flour for everyone. A lot of things happened in the Fukuzawa family in a year. Under the command of Dongmei, everyone bit off the slender buckwheat flour, which represents a complete break from the bad luck of the year.

Just now, almost a person in Xueli ate a large plate of dumplings, but it didn't affect her appetite. She took chopsticks to stir the noodles, dipped in the sauce, and kept stuffing it into her mouth. She took time to suck and slip a mouthful of miscellaneous soup. As a result, she didn't know what buff was given. She suddenly focused on it, ate it with double heart, and nodded: "delicious, delicious!"

If only I could celebrate the new year every day. Generally, my sister will not care how much she eats

Suzuki Naixi was also very happy. She kept looking left and right. The fuze family's new year was different from her family. She felt very fresh.

Spring food taught akitaro to eat by himself, while Xia Zhi and Xia Sha ate for a while and began to dance and sing in imitation of the singer on TV. Hee hee, the two started to make a scene.

Dong Mei looked at a group of younger brothers and sisters below, and then at xiuci Beiyuan. She poured him a glass of fruit wine (actually a non-alcoholic drink) with a wine bottle and directly held it in front of him.

Hideki kithara is watching the war between red and white songs. After all, it is very new to see for the first time - Japan likes to use red and white colors, and also likes to divide into white groups and red groups during confrontation. For example, in kendo competition, one has to hang a white cloth strip behind the other, and the other has to hang a red cloth strip. This originated from the "Yuan Ping He war", that is, the war between the two Samurai groups in the Heian era.

As a result, in modern times, the Japanese version of the "Spring Festival Gala" should also be divided into red and white groups, which vaguely reflects that Japan is always in a state of struggle.

Beiyuan xiuci's eyes turned back and saw Dongmei kneeling there in her new year's auspicious clothes, with her plain hands holding the wine glass. Some strange took it over. Dongmei whispered but seriously: "this year... You've worked hard, please drink."

With her words, Xia Zhi and Xia Sha were stunned, stopped laughing and directly changed to the kneeling position of the main seat. Xueli also noticed that he beat the rabbit, stretched out his neck and swallowed a mouthful of things. Then he knelt slightly on his side and put his two feet under his ass. The same is true of spring food, except that akitaro is too small and still struggles to clip New Year cakes with chopsticks.

Led by Xueli, their words followed closely with Dongmei, and they bowed their heads neatly to Beiyuan xiuci to thank them: "you've worked hard this year!"

Beiyuan xiuci was stunned. For a moment, she didn't understand what customs and habits this was. She nodded in turn and replied, "don't do this, don't do this."

Well, why did you take it seriously?

Dongmei frowned and looked at him. What's B doing? She quickly reached out and gently held the bottom of the glass again. She whispered, "just drink it directly. You don't have to thank us."

Kithara xiuci slightly tilted his head and whispered, "why should I drink this glass of wine?" isn't this a trap? For example, if you drink, you have to enter your house or something

"You've made the greatest contribution this year! Stop talking nonsense and drink quickly!" Dongmei motioned that the salted eggs of the fuze family are keeping their heads down. They can't look up or continue to eat without drinking. This glass of wine is for the hardest person in a year, that is, the person who makes the greatest contribution, usually for the head of the family.

It turned out to be so. Xiuci kithara understood in her heart and then warmed slightly. At least their own pay is seen in the eyes of others, which is really warm.

He drank the wine and said with a smile, "everyone has worked hard this year. Please continue to refuel next year."