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Chapter 1210, Ming's New Year 2

In Nanshan Village, Tieling, Liaodong, there is heavy snowfall outside, and the sky and the earth are vast. Nanshan Village is decorated with lanterns and colorful lights. The lucky red color looks particularly bright in the white world.

Li Damao's family was sitting together, enjoying a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner.

Dumplings, noodles, and glutinous rice balls are all made from the finest flour ground by our own wheat. The meat stuffing in the dumplings is made from pork from our own pig farm, and we also bought some mutton to make the dumplings stuffed with mutton.

The noodles are made according to the workshop in his hometown in Shaanxi, and they are made into trouser noodles and braised trouser noodles in oil. In the past, this was Li Damao's favorite food.

The sugar wrapped in the glutinous rice balls is high-quality Ryukyu sugar. Sugar has become cheaper and cheaper, and ordinary people can afford it. It is the favorite snack of Li Damao and his children.

Fresh prairie lamb chops, boiled in water and sprinkled with some salt and pepper, are tender and fresh, without a trace of mutton smell; mushrooms grown in the mountains and forests of Liaodong are stewed with home-raised chickens, and the broth is delicious.

The braised pork exudes an alluring aroma, but the children at home don't like to eat it. Only Li Damao has a special liking for it. In the past, he couldn't even eat it if he wanted to, and he couldn't even eat it all year round.

Braised pork twice...

Looking at the dishes on the table and the children who were devouring them, Li Damao held his chopsticks, but his mind went back to the past.

In the past, when he was still in his hometown in Shaanxi, his hometown was on the high loess slopes, where there were thousands of ravines and poverty, and it was not easy to even drink water.

People are so poor that they cannot see any hope.

They scrambled to farm land for the landlords, but they couldn't even get a few mouthfuls of food to eat throughout the year.

In my memory, even during the Chinese New Year, my brothers would not be allowed to eat with open stomachs. If they ate too much, they would inevitably be scolded by their old father.

Thinking about the days at that time, and then looking in front of me, I immediately felt satisfied.

Liaodong is better. Although the winter here is a bit colder, the land here is fertile and there are countless fertile fields. As for water, that's not to mention.

The family has thousands of acres of fertile farmland, as well as a pig farm, a harvester, a tiller, and horses, cattle and sheep. This year, the fields produced a mountain of grain. After selling it for a lot of money, there is still a lot left, because the grain

The price is low, and it is intended to be used to raise pigs. The price of pork is high, and it is easy to sell.

"What are you thinking about? Why don't you eat?"

At this time, Li Damao's wife touched Li Damao who was reminiscing.

"It's nothing. I was thinking about the New Year celebrations in the past, but it's better now!"

Li Damao smiled and sighed.

"That's not nonsense. If it's not good now, could it be that it was good before?"

His wife didn't think too much. She gave him a piece of meat and was busy picking up vegetables for the children.



Golden Continent Qianhe City.

While everyone in the Imperial Capital of the Ming Dynasty was having New Year's Eve dinner to welcome the arrival of the New Year, it was still daytime in Qianhe City, but everyone was busy preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner in the evening.

The inside and outside of Qianhe City were decorated, with red lanterns and festive couplets everywhere.

Hu Dashan was wearing brand new clothes and looked around in his home. In the kitchen, his eldest wife was instructing several concubines to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner.

His wife, Mrs. Xie, was from the Ming Dynasty, but none of his concubines were from the Ming Dynasty. The first concubine he took was a Korean named Li, whom Hu Dashan took when he was a sailor and went to North Korea on a ship.

's concubine.

The second concubine is from the Japanese country, and she was also the concubine he took when he went to the Japanese country. The third and fourth concubines are both descendants of the Yin Shang native to Huanghuangzhou. It was he who opened the gold mine here.

, a woman from a nearby tribe that was collected during the silver mine.

As for the fifth concubine, she came from very far away Eastern Europe. She was a Slav. She was sold to Golden Continent, bought home by Hu Dashan, and finally became a concubine.

It is very common here in Huanghuangzhou to have one wife and several concubines.

Especially for people like Hu Dashan who started out as a sailor and then started mining gold and silver after arriving in Golden Continent. Almost everyone has several wives and concubines. Hu Dashan can only be said to be average. Some people

There were even dozens of wives and concubines.

"This Chinese New Year, you must eat dumplings. If you want to make these dumplings well, you must roll the wrappers well."

"Second brother, you are the best at rolling dough. Please teach everyone."

Mrs. Xie was sitting on a chair, drinking ginseng tea produced in the north, and watching several concubines rolling out dough and making dumplings. Although she was old, she was not pretty either.

But she was from the Ming Dynasty and Hu Dashan's first wife, so she had the final say in everything at home, and Hu Dashan's concubines all had to listen to her.

"Yes~"

The second eldest daughter, Mrs. Li, was a North Korean and the daughter of a small landowner in North Korea. She was very beautiful and had always been Hu Dashan's favorite.

Hu Dahan looked at everything in the kitchen by the window. The second and third boys were doing very well, but the fourth and fifth boys were not very good at it. As for the fifth boy from Eastern Europe, he seemed a little clumsy and got scolded a lot.

, but she started to learn the Ming Dynasty dialect again, but her words were not very good, and she could only shed tears of grievance.

In the yard, more than a dozen of Hu Dahan's children were playing wildly. The older ones and the younger ones were making things, fighting, crying, and making noises, which made Hu Dahan couldn't help but have a headache.

She has many wives and children, and she is also very annoyed. From time to time, children come over and ask for a hug, cry, and complain about their brothers and sisters bullying her.

Soon, the night gradually darkened.

There were two large tables set up in Hu Dashan's house, and he could barely sit down.

Hu Dashan looked at the dining table. The noodles, dumplings and glutinous rice balls made from the wheat grown here in Huanghuangzhou are naturally indispensable. The specialty salmon here in Qianhe City is naturally indispensable. Northern ginseng stewed chicken, Huangjin

There is continental corn soup, as well as meatballs made from the most local bison meat, grilled elk meat, smoked lamb, and a plate of chili powder on the side...

Golden Continent is extremely vast, with fertile land and rich products. It is simply a God-given land, a treasure land given by God to the people of the Ming Dynasty. The immigrants who came here have no worries about food and drink. What they miss most is the taste of their hometown in the Ming Dynasty.

"Let's eat~"

Hu Dashan looked at his wife, concubine, and his children who could not wait for a long time, picked up his chopsticks and said.

As Hu Dashan moved his chopsticks, others began to pick up their chopsticks and eat the New Year's Eve dinner.

Everyone ate happily, talking and laughing, and chatted non-stop. Except for Hu Dashan's youngest concubine, Popova, who came from Eastern Europe, she couldn't help but cry while eating.

"why are you crying?"

Hu Dashan looked at Popova. Popova was not very old. She only looked like a teenager. She was tall, fair-skinned, had blond hair, and a tall nose. She was full of exotic amorous feelings. That's exactly what happened.

, so Hu Dashan spent more than one hundred taels of silver to buy her.

"No, I just feel happy."

"In the past, in my hometown, it was difficult to have much delicious food even during holidays. I never thought that one day I would be able to live like this."

Popova wiped her tears and said, the life of the Slavs is actually very difficult.

On the one hand, she had to endure the exploitation of the nobles, and on the other hand, she had to endure the invasion of the Crimean Tatars. She was caught during one of the invasions, and then sold to the Ming Dynasty. After traveling across the ocean, she actually came to Gold

continent.

Thinking of the place where she lived before, the horse bread and black bread she ate, and looking at everything in front of her, Popova also felt a little incredible that someone could live such a life.

You must know that even Slavic landowners and nobles may not be able to have the living standards of the Hu Dashan family. More importantly, the people of Ming Dynasty are very good at cooking, and there are too many delicious foods.

"If it tastes good, eat more."

Hu Dashan looked at Popova and said.

He used to be a sailor, traveled all over the country, visited many places and saw many countries.

The more places he travels and the more countries he sees, the more proud he becomes of being a Ming citizen.

Most of the barbarians outside the Ming Dynasty are uncivilized, ignorant of education, etiquette, and very backward. They can neither build decent cities nor have strong civilizations and countries. As for food,

The Ming Dynasty crushed the whole world.

He was not surprised by Popova's performance. The two concubines he took in were descendants of the Yin and Shang Dynasties. When they first ate noodles and dumplings, they even thought they were the most delicious food in the world.

There was no way around it, they suddenly entered the civilized society of the Ming Dynasty from the most primitive tribal stage, and any thing was enough to make them feel extremely strange.

This Popova is from Eastern European Slavic. Hu Dashan went to find out more about it. It is an extremely remote place. It goes all the way from the Ming Dynasty to the west, passing through the Western Regions and the Hezhong area. After arriving at Nanyun Province, it is north of the Black Sea.

A distant place in the Crimean Khanate.

He had never heard of this place before, and he knew without thinking that this was an extremely remote and backward place, naturally far incomparable to the Ming Dynasty.

"Hmm~"

Popova nodded and ate the dumplings slowly, recalling every bit of her hometown in her mind.

In my hometown, the roads are muddy, the houses are very dilapidated, and there is no sunlight. In winter, when the cold wind blows, it is very cold. The food is horse bread and black bread, which are very hard and freeze in winter.

It is hard and needs to be grilled to eat.

People were dressed in rags and had to work hard all year round, but they had to hand over most of their harvest to the landlords and nobles.

Look here again. Brand new houses are built with reinforced concrete. They have fireplaces, burn some firewood, and the whole house is warm. The roads, yards, etc. here are all hardened with cement, making them clean and tidy.

Of course, the most important thing is the food here, which is rich in variety, so delicious that you forget everything about your hometown.


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