On the first day of the New Year, there is still heavy snow falling outside, but a few small buds are faintly visible on the branches covered with snowflakes. The plum blossoms all over the yard are in full bloom, and the branches and leaves are almost invisible. The plum blossom petals are everywhere.
The wind and snow are flying, especially beautiful.
There was a lot of noise outside early in the morning.
Shangguan Ye frowned in displeasure, narrowed his eyes, pulled up the quilt to cover his head, and turned around to hug the person next to him. Murong Qiufeng had just returned from a trip to visit relatives yesterday, so both of them were a little more indulgent, but at dawn
I just fell asleep.
But with this touch, he found that the seat next to him was empty. He was startled, and he suddenly lost all sleep. He hurriedly sat up, lifted the quilt, and found that the person who was supposed to be sleeping next to him had disappeared without knowing when. He couldn't help but frown.
I raised an eyebrow, he went to bed so late, why did he get up so early?
The yard was very lively. Although there were snowflakes flying, the warm sun showed its face on the horizon. The snow seemed to be stopping soon. The sky was blue, a rare good weather.
Youxiang was taking a few girls around to collect and select falling plum blossom petals. Each of them was holding a beautiful small bamboo basket in their hands.
Canyang and others were also directing things to be moved outside from a distance. It was extremely lively, and occasionally heard sounds that sounded like animals, which felt a bit like a chicken and a dog jumping around.
Seeing the door open, Shangguan Ye came out and was standing at the door looking at them with a frown. Youxiang squinted her eyes and said hello with a smile, "Good morning, Master."
"What are you doing?" Shangguan Ye's eyes fell on the baskets in their hands. The snow in the garden was covered with plum blossom petals of various colors.
If there is any other place in the world where you can see all the different types of plum blossoms blooming in winter, it is only here. The meaning of each plum blossom cannot be said in gold.
Use rare and strange medicines to water and warm them.
Youxiang smiled extraordinarily brightly, "Master Feng ordered me to make plum blossom dumplings."
"Oh?" Shangguan Ye suddenly lost his impatience when he heard that it was Murong Qiufeng's order. His eyes widened. Looking at those plum blossoms again, he felt particularly kind and pleasing to the eye, "Making dumplings? Oh, by the way, today is Yuan Zhengri.
Where is he in the kitchen?"
Shangguan Ye said as he walked towards the kitchen.
Youxiang quickly said, "No, many people sent dumplings this morning, and Master Feng is accepting the distribution. I heard that there are at least dozens of food boxes, all of which are rushed to deliver various dumplings from various countries.
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"Huh?" Shangguan Ye raised his eyebrows. He was not surprised at all. It turned out that the people carrying things over there were carrying dumplings. After thinking about it, he walked towards the lobby.
"Your Majesty." When they saw Shangguan Ye approaching, everyone saluted, but their actions were slow.
Shangguan Ye nodded and entered the lobby, and sure enough he saw the elegant and elegant white figure busy in the lobby.
There were about fifty food boxes placed on the ground. They were steaming when opened, and various dumplings complemented each other inside.
There was a circle of plates placed on the large round marble table. Murong Qiufeng was greeting people to pick out a few dumplings from various food boxes and put them on the plates. Then he put the others away and prepared to take them out to the village below for distribution later.
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But despite this, the plates on the table were still occupied by dumplings. There were so many dumplings that it would take a whole family two or three days to eat them.
"Why are there so many? Who sent them all?" Shangguan Ye walked over and looked at the shiny dumplings. He also felt a little hungry, so he casually took the most beautiful and attractive one from the large plate next to Murong Qiufeng.
He threw the dumplings into his mouth, chewed them twice and swallowed them. He couldn't help but nod, and he reached out and took another one. He couldn't help but nod, "Well, that's good. The bamboo shoots are crisp and tender, and the meat is smooth and fresh. Whose are these? His chef's cooking skills
That's right." Murong Qiufeng couldn't help but smile, raised his eyebrows, and said with a half-smile, "That's because my senior brother's craftsmanship has always been impeccable. It's difficult to eat the food he cooked with his own hands. The master is so old.
I have said that when I forced my senior brother to be his apprentice, it was partly because of his cooking skills."
Shangguan Ye choked on half a dumpling in his throat. He couldn't get it up or spit it out. His face wrinkled as if he had swallowed a fly, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He still tried to swallow the dumpling, and suddenly he felt that the taste in his mouth had changed.
Qian Baihuan, who was picking dumplings and eating them secretly, added fuel to the fire with a smile, "Yes, Your Majesty, this Yun Feiyang is really rare. He is really good in the hall and in the kitchen. His craftsmanship is really incredible. It is simply better than
The one in our villa is much higher. I didn’t expect him to have such a skill. With his skills, he doesn’t have to cook anything. Just a plate of delicious food can win the hearts of many people.”
Shangguan Ye's face suddenly darkened, and he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Qian Baihuan, "Oh, then why don't you just go to him and why are you still here?"
Qian Baihuan swallowed another dumpling with a mischievous smile, and said with a smile, "Oh, even if I want to eat it, he may not be willing to do it. It's better not to bring trouble to yourself, but you can go and steal it. I heard there is such a saying
If you want to catch your lover's heart, you must first catch his stomach." After saying that, he walked out with a plate of dumplings and stood next to the setting sun directing outside, and you and I ate them one by one.
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Murong Qiufeng looked at Shangguan Ye like a rooster that was defeated but refused to admit defeat. He could only lower his head but smile silently.
Shangguan Ye stared at the big plate of dumplings that Murong Qiufeng had recently, and suddenly said, not knowing whether he was talking to himself or to Murong Qiufeng, "Humph, what does it look like for a grown man to cook in the kitchen all day long?"
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Murong Qiufeng snorted and couldn't help laughing. She turned to look at him with raised eyebrows, "Oh, really, can't men enter the kitchen?"
"Ugh..." Shangguan Ye touched his nose, almost forgetting that Murong Qiufeng seemed to like going to the kitchen to study various dishes recently, and quickly added, "Of course, except for some people."
"Oh, come to think of it, these people definitely don't include you, Your Majesty. So, would you please, Your Majesty, go out for a walk outside the village and come back in the evening, because I have already ordered you to leave in the morning, and everyone who stayed in the village today will be packed together.
Dumplings, these words cannot be different from person to person, so, Your Majesty, please."
"Uh-huh..." Shangguan Ye was stunned for a moment, and then he hurriedly brushed up to him shamelessly, hugged his waist and said, "It really can't be different for each person. Besides, as long as the baby orders it, it can be done through swords, mountains and fire, let alone making dumplings.
, what’s so difficult about making dumplings? When will you start? I can’t wait any longer. You will definitely be addicted to it by then."
Murong Qiufeng was amused by his shameless appearance and shook her head helplessly.
It was busy until noon, and finally everyone completed their tasks. A lot of plum blossoms were collected, a lot of dew was also collected, the hunters came back, and the vegetables, seasonings and everything were prepared, and then the real start began.
Youxiang is in charge of preparing plum juice, and the cooks in the villa are in charge of cutting vegetables. As for the meat, it is naturally the men who are in charge.
For a moment, the lights and shadows of swords and swords outside the kitchen courtyard were very strange. It was easy for those guys to kill people, but it was a bit difficult to let him do such detailed work.
Speaking of this meat, usually in the wild, it is usually disemboweled and then roasted or stewed whole. Now it not only needs to be cut into small pieces, but also minced, and it must be chopped evenly to match the fat and leanness.
Seeing that the people in charge of the dishes are already cooking in an orderly manner, some of the grown men over there are still plucking the feathers of the pheasants. It can be said that the chickens are really jumping up and down, the feathers are flying everywhere, the swords are dancing, and the meat is broken.
Flying around.
Youxiang's side is the simplest and most meticulous work. It is still very easy for her. There are several buckets the size of bathtubs, with liquids of various colors poured into them. The fragrance of flowers and wine is mixed, and the taste is intoxicating. And she has a hand
The little girls who came out from the professor were also very nimble with their hands and feet.
Shangguan Ye was not much better. Murong Qiufeng took him to several master chefs responsible for rolling out the dough. He pointed at the bags of flour with a smile and said, "This is your task."
Shangguan Ye trembled his eyebrows, watched the powder flying around in disgust, wrinkled his nose, and thought that it would be better to go out and kill pigs than to get rid of this soft thing. But he heard Murong Qiufeng continue.
"Making dumplings and rolling dough is the most important and difficult task. How well you roll the dough affects the texture of the entire dumpling. My senior brother taught me how to make the dumplings. Unfortunately, I have never been able to learn how to roll the dough so well.
Breaking is extremely flexible.”
Shangguan Ye suddenly felt a rush of heat rushing to his forehead. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, raised his chin, raised his hands and rolled up his sleeves and said, "Humph, it's just rolling out the dough."
Murong Qiufeng pursed her lips and watched him angrily walk away with a big bag of flour in his arms. He started asking for advice from the old masters. His eyes became even crooked, and then he rolled up his sleeves and went over to help.
After fussing for a long time, I finally got everything ready near evening.
All the nimble ones were assigned to make various dumpling fillings, while the remaining clumsy ones were gathered on the long table in the kitchen to roll out the dumpling wrappers together.
The swords in the hands of several grown men were replaced with rolling pins, and they were gesticulating back and forth immediately. Looking at the pile of faces, they had no idea what to do. They could only stare at the old master in front of them with bright eyes, and learn while learning.
The master's back was chilled by their prodding.
But it was difficult at first, but later it made them quite happy. They laughed at other people's works and had so much fun. Soon, stacks of strange-shaped dumpling skins turned out.
The master's eyes twitched as he stared at the dumpling skin.
Murong Qiufeng pointed to Shangguan Ye with a smile. Sometimes it would be thinner here, and sometimes it would be thicker here.
The setting sun on one side stretched out his neck, twitched his eyebrows in surprise, and said in admiration, "Oh, I didn't expect you to be really good at it, Your Majesty. This leather is really standard, round and thin. It really is good to have a good master to give you guidance."
With a look of disgust, he turned aside Qian Baihuan, who was busy around him.
Shangguan Ye's vanity was greatly satisfied. The sullenness that Yun Feiyang had suppressed all afternoon was wiped away. He ignored the last sentence and looked at Murong Qiufeng with raised eyebrows, as if to say, "Look, what's so difficult about this?" Murong
Qiu Feng couldn't help laughing.
What is the biggest and most important part of making dumplings? In fact, it is not the filling or the skin, but the final wrapping. If the wrapping is not done well, everything else will be wasted.
Pots of dumpling fillings were brought out, and now everyone was even more difficult to handle.
Making dumplings is not just about stuffing the meat into the skin and wrapping it up, there are a lot of things to pay attention to.
Seeing the master chef skillfully and quickly placing beautiful colorful dumplings on the plate one after another, I was immediately dazzled. I simply looked at Murong Qiufeng and followed the instructions carefully and step by step.
But you can’t learn this thing just by looking at it. This time I pulled it on one side and the force was so strong that the skin cracked and broke. I accidentally pinched it here and finally wrapped it tightly, but the stuffing came out again.
There was a hole here and several holes there. Seeing that the pile of dumpling wrappers in front of me was almost used up and not a single dumpling was formed, I was anxious.
In the midst of a headache, a burst of laughter woke everyone up.
"Ah ha ha, ha ha, oh my God, ha ha." I saw Can Yang laughing so much that he almost leaned on the table, hammering the table wildly, pointing at the dumplings on Shangguan Ye's plate next to him from time to time, "Wang, Wang Ye, hello.
, are these dumplings... Haha, it made me laugh so hard, they are dough, haha."
Everyone couldn't help but look at Shangguan Ye's plate curiously, wondering if his dumpling wrappers had been praised just before. When they looked at it, everyone started laughing.
I saw a few of Shangguan Ye's dumplings, almost all of which were three-layered inside and three-layered outside. They were similar to making rice dumplings. The meat filling didn't come out, but it was a bit difficult to eat the filling inside.
Murong Qiufeng tilted his head and covered his mouth to hold back laughter.
Shangguan Ye's face darkened again and again, then he narrowed his eyes and glanced over coldly.
Suddenly, everyone who was laughing quickly lowered their heads and continued making dumplings, but everyone's shoulders were still shaking.
Only Can Yang still laughed unbridled, and in the end Qian Baihuan covered his mouth and pulled him aside to educate him.
Murong Qiufeng's eyebrows were curved and his mouth was smiling. He looked at the dumplings and said implicitly, "Shall I teach you?"
Shangguan Ye shook his eyebrows and said firmly, "No, I just want to find a new way. Who stipulates that the skin of dumplings must be thin, who stipulates that dumplings can only have one layer of skin, and taste is the most important thing."
"Uh-huh, hehe, OK." Murong Qiufeng smiled and turned back, lowered his head and continued to make dumplings with a smile.
When the dumplings finally came out of the pot, a lot of people gathered around the kitchen and stared nervously. It was my first time making dumplings. Needless to say, I felt a sense of accomplishment. They all wanted to eat their first creation.
Several maids, the old master and the old lady covered their mouths and happily watched a group of masters and masters eating dumplings like cats with sticky faces, and they all felt very happy.
Soon, plates of dumplings of different colors were brought out, and everyone immediately stepped forward to claim them. Because the colors were properly distributed, it was not difficult to identify them. Among them, Murong Qiufeng's was probably the most beautiful, crystal clear.
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"Pfft~ahem, um, prince, your dumplings." Setting Yang and others took out the dumplings that had been divided into several plates and placed them on the long table.
There are almost three dumplings in each plate, and each dumpling is about the size of a fist when it rises. It's not like dumplings, but like steamed buns.
All of them were holding back their laughter until they were almost hurt internally.
Shangguan Ye squinted his eyes and stared at the things that couldn't be seen as dumplings from anywhere, and rolled up his sleeves in anger and went out.
Everyone immediately acted in unison and looked at Murong Qiufeng with a smile.
Murong Qiufeng looked at them in a funny way, then looked at the dumplings, shook his head and laughed, walked over and picked up one of Shangguan Ye's plates, then picked up a few from his own plate and took it out.
Shangguan Ye was standing under the plum tree and sulking. When he saw Murong Qiufeng coming over with a plate of strange-shaped dumplings, he felt a little better, but he still turned around and ignored him angrily.
Murong Qiufeng walked over with a smile, stood next to him, picked up a dumpling and took a bite, "Well, it tastes pretty good, although it is a bit thick, but thick has the advantage of being thick, at least it is chewy, and you will not be hungry easily.
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Shangguan Ye finally turned to glare at him, then looked at the big fat dumpling he took a bite of, frowned and said, "If it doesn't taste good, don't eat it."
Murong Qiufeng smiled and said, "Who says it's not delicious? It's very fragrant. Otherwise, you can try it." He said and took another bite.
Shangguan Ye raised his eyebrows, opened his mouth and bit into it, but instead of biting the dumpling, he bit his lip. Their lips and tongues immediately intertwined, and all the dumplings in Murong Qiufeng's mouth were sucked into his mouth. He didn't leave until all the dumplings were wiped out, and returned it smoothly.
He picked up half of the dumpling on his chopsticks and sighed, "It tastes really good."
In fact, it's really good. Although it doesn't look good and is a bit thick, everything from the dumpling filling to the wrapper has been deliberately processed. The wrapper still carries the fragrance of plum and wine. No matter how delicious it is, it won't be unpalatable.
Where to go.
Murong Qiufeng immediately blushed and glared at him.
At this time, several doors and windows in the kitchen were opened, and several people were exposed, holding a fat dumpling that had been bitten into their hands. They said with a smile, "Your Majesty, it's chewy."
Now it was Shangguan Ye's turn to blush. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he would feel embarrassed. He immediately raised his eyebrows and shouted, "A bunch of bastards, don't you think they have a long life?"
The whole villa was in a happy mood, with joyful laughter everywhere.
Murong Qiufeng and Shangguan Ye sit under the plum tree