Chapter 787: Dumplings smashed!(1/2)
Chapter 787: Breaking dumplings! (Please give me a monthly ticket)
Author: Love to drink aged vinegar
Chapter 787: Breaking dumplings! (Please give me a monthly ticket)
After reminding Xiao Fugui, they continued to go out and went busy, and it didn't open in the morning, so they naturally had to open the door to do business at noon. Xiao Fugui fell asleep after taking the medicine and didn't need to worry for the time being.
However, just five days later, Xiao Fugui's condition did improve. During his illness, Xiao Fugui seemed to fall in love with eating canned food. He originally didn't like to eat fruits very much, but he didn't know why he felt that the fruit was very delicious when it was made into canned food.
So much so that after Xiao Fugui recovered from his illness, he kept pestering Chen Nian to make canned food for him all day long.
"You can't eat this all the time. If you eat too much, your teeth will break." Chen Nian did not agree immediately.
"I don't! I'm going to eat!"
Chen Nian couldn't help but sigh when he saw Xiao Fugui like this, and then began to scare him and said, "Xiao Fugui, do you want to become a village head Zhang at a young age without a few teeth like the one in the village head?
When other children go out and smile, they will have two neat rows of teeth, but when you smile, they will only have two rows of bare. Do you think other children can still play with you at that time?
No matter how well you read books, how fluent you memorize ancient poems, or how good you play games, they are unwilling to play with an old man like you."
Chen Nian's words really scared Xiao Fugui: "Then I won't eat it."
He doesn't want to become like Old Man Zhang.
"That's right. Xiao Fugui. Although canned food is delicious, it can't be eaten all the time. Just try it occasionally."
"good."
Gao Genzhu couldn't help but look at Chen Nian from the side. Now it was Chen Nian, and he could make Xiao Fugui go around and listen to whatever he said.
Usually he said that Xiao Fugui was not that easy, and sometimes he had to hit him twice to make Xiao Fugui obedient.
However, this time, Xiao Fugui had just recovered from a serious illness, so they thought about eating something good.
It was also in the morning that Gao Genzhu chopped the meat filling and made a few green onions and mixed them in.
After the business was open at noon, they began to sit at the table and pack dumplings.
"Brother Genzhu, do we eat a lot of dumplings here?" Chen Nian asked.
"More! Why not? I don't know what your habits are like, but we have to eat dumplings during festivals and festivals. We have to eat happy events at home and funerals at home. We usually have pork and green onion fillings or pork and leek fillings. Rich people put more meat, and poor people put more vegetables, or they make vegan dumplings and wrap them together with tofu eggs and vermicelli."
Chen Nian nodded: "This is really different from ours. We still eat three fresh foods, leeks, eggs, pork and cabbage."
As he said that, Chen Nian seemed to think of something again: "Brother Genzhu, then we must have eaten dumplings here in vinegar?"
"Well, we all eat it here by dipping vinegar, but I heard that some places can also eat it. I really couldn't think of how to eat it, and that thing is not salty?"
I know about eating dumplings dipped in soy sauce for aging. There are also some northeastern regions in Guangdong, Guangxi, Jiangxi, Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas that like to use soy sauce and garlic paste to eat.
"In fact, I'm not used to eating dumplings dipped in soy sauce, but the dipping sauce for dipping in our dumplings is different from these. Every time we eat dumplings at home, we will put chili noodles, garlic pasta, pepper noodles, chopped green onion and sesame seeds in it, and then pour it with hot oil, and finally get some vinegar and soy sauce in it."
"That's really complicated." Gao Genzhu also felt a little strange when listening to Chen Nian's story, "Sure enough, people in the south and northern regions eat differently."
After all, vinegar is the mainstream for them. Just put less salt or sesame oil in the bowl.
The Gao Genzhu family can be regarded as a noodle family, so the dumpling noodles that live out are also very powerful. After rolling them into round skins, dig a piece of meat filling with chopsticks or spoons and put them in the center of the dumpling skins.
Then fold it in half, then squeeze it gently with both hands, and the dumplings will take shape.
This is somewhat similar to the method of making dumplings that Chen Nian learned.
However, the dumplings made by the three of them were still a little different.
At the beginning, Zhang Chuanfang rolled the dumpling skin. The dumpling skins that Zhang Chuanfang rolled were relatively small. After wrapping them, they looked very small. Chen Nian felt that he could eat two dumplings of this size in one bite.
After Zhang Chuanfang rolled it for a while, he felt that everyone was slow to wrap it, so he asked Gao Genzhu to roll it out.
As a result, the dumpling skin rolled out by Gaogenzhu was relatively larger and the meat wrapped inside was more, so Zhang Chuanfang had to add some more every time he put the filling in the center of the dumpling skin.
When making dumplings, Chen Nian is used to folding the ends inward and sealing them.
But just as they were making dumplings, Xiao Fugui sneaked over again, stood beside Chen Nian and poked Chen Nian's waist. Then, seeing Chen Nian look over, he reached out and pointed to the table.
Chen Nian immediately understood.
So he grabbed a small piece of dough for Xiao Fugui and asked him to go to the side to play.
As a result, Xiao Fugui played for a while, the small piece of noodles was smeared by the black paint.
So Xiao Fugui came over again to ask for it.
"I can't take this for you. These things are all for food and are bought for money. How can I ruin them like this?" Chen Nian flatly refused.
"Or else, Xiao Fugui, go and wash your hands and make dumplings with us."
"But I don't know." Xiao Fugui said blankly.
Chen Nian smiled: "You don't know how to teach you, and when you can make dumplings, there is another thing you want to show off to them."
Although Xiao Fugui is lively by nature and has a lively mind when studying, he is always caught by the routine of being caught off guard.
Now Chen Nian can be said to have firmly grasped Xiao Fugui's psychology.
"Okay, I'll learn!"
When Xiao Fugui heard that he could compare other children, his eyes shone brightly.
"Well, okay, then you go and wash your hands. Remember to wash your hands and wait for your parents to check it out."
Not long after, Xiao Fugui came back after washing his hands.
The high heel pillar took a look, washed the palms and backs of the hands very cleanly, and there was no black mud in the cracks of the nails.
"Yes, it's quite clean. Go and learn to make dumplings from your brother Chen Nian."
Finally, Xiao Fugui sat directly on the bench where Chen Nian sat.
However, the children's understanding ability is still a little lacking. Xiao Fugui tried it several times but failed to do it.
Every time I pinch the filling, or the noodles are pinched with extra length. Each dumpling has different shapes and will never be repeated.
"You can't do it. It looks like Zhu Bajie makes dumplings. Which one better family's dumplings look like this?" Chen Nian shook his head, "Let's do this, I'll teach you a simpler one."
As he said that, Chen Nian took the messy dumplings he had pinched from Xiao Fugui and retouched them for a while before putting them in the grate.
"Now, just like me, take a piece of dumpling skin and put it in your palm."
"Then put the stuffing in."
"No, you have too few of this one, it's the same as eating noodles."
After hearing this, Xiao Fugui scooped some meat filling and put it in. Then Chen Nian shook his head again: "You are not good either, there are too many, so I'll make a little more."
"Okay, now fold the dumplings in half and pinch their sides."
Chen Nian said patiently.
However, after he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of another question, that is, he had been here for so long, and his words seemed to be influenced by subtle influence.
Especially at the end of each sentence, I like to add a "" or "wow" or "is it"
For example, what are you doing?
Can you do it?
Are you going to sleep?
Such.
Now that I think about it, it seems that everyone likes to use "典" and "典" instead of "典" and "典".
And "wow" and "mu" are more used instead of ".
Sometimes when I hear someone talking about eating outside, this is not a tone of inquiry, but a very certain tone.
In addition to this, Chen Nian also found that people here like to use repetition.
It’s like taking medicine, eating, pinching the edge, small notebook, water cup, etc., to outsiders, it seems like cute words, but it’s particularly common in Shanxi.
This is how children speak from childhood to elderly people.
Another thing that Chen Nian found here was a very interesting word, "not waiting to grow old". At first, the literal meaning was quite poetic.
But the meaning here is simply to be too lazy to go somewhere.
Chen Nian didn't expect that he would start talking about it now.
But there is no problem with this, whether he says it himself or others now, and he will not feel that there is anything strange.
After watching Chen Nian pinch the dumplings, Xiao Fugui also followed suit.
"Have you pinched it tight? Be sure to pinch it, otherwise it will leak when it is boiled." Chen Nian reminded again.
Xiao Fugui said loudly after carefully checking, "Put it tight!"
"Well, the next thing is to use Big Thumb to hold the side behind. Brother Er Thumb put it in front and gently push it forward with Big Thumb to overlap with this side. Finally, take Brother Er Thumb back and put it here and pinch it gently."
Chen Nian showed it in slow motion. Xiao Fugui still couldn't pinch it well at first, but after trying it a few times, he seemed to have found the trick.
"Mom, look at the dumplings I made!"
Zhang Chuanfang watched Xiao Fugui lift the dumplings he made high: "My son is so smart. Have you learned how to make dumplings so quickly?
To be continued...