The first thousand three hundred and twenty-six chapters
Han Kongque carried the jar into the front room, took out a few bowls, and poured half a bowl for each person. This was fruit wine, and he was not afraid that he would not be used to it.:
I don’t know what kind of fruit these wines are brewed from. They are deep red in color and look very attractive when poured into a white porcelain bowl.
The top of the bowl was immediately filled with mist, which was hazy and obscured the wine below.
Zhou Meiren first took a sip, and then she felt relieved when she saw that it was not the spiciness of soju. She tasted it carefully and found that not only was there no spiciness, but it had a sweet taste.
I took another big sip and tasted it carefully. I felt that it was mellow and long-lasting, which made me have endless aftertaste. I couldn’t help but raise the bowl and poured the remaining half of the bowl into my stomach. I also stretched out the bowl to let Han Peacock pour more.
A bowl, but I didn't realize that my little face had turned red.
Han Kongque looked at her little face that turned red into the sunset, and did not dare to pour more for her. As a result, before she could say a few words, she began to shake. After a few moments, her eyes became blurred and she became soft, so she was hugged by Han Kongque.
live.
Han Kongque was looking ahead, but he didn't expect something happened behind him. Qin Mingyue also started to stagger, and he hugged her with his other arm, her face flushed.
Han Kongque took a closer look and felt relieved that he was just drunk. He sighed in his heart that this was good, but the force was too strong.
Liuxu drank half a bowl, but nothing happened at that time. There was just a hint of blush on her face. Han Kongque handed Qin Mingyue to her, and he helped Zhou Meiren, who was sleeping as red as a baby, to the bedroom and placed her in the bedroom.
On the kang.
Without the three of them, I drank a few bowls by myself.
The next morning, Han Peacock came out to the yard, and ice picks were hung on the eaves. The sun was strong in the first half of the day, and the snow on the house melted.
Once the sun turns to the west in the second half of the day, the temperature will drop, and the freezing speed will exceed the melting speed. A long ice pick will be frozen on the eaves, crystal clear and reflecting the light in various colors.
In the early years, Han Kongque remembered that when he was young, children would knock down these ice picks and eat them as popsicles. But now the air pollution is serious, and there will no longer be such pure ice picks in this deep mountain.
A group of children were playing in the small square in the village with the snow that had not yet melted away. They were still chanting, "It's seven today and eight tomorrow. Let's eat Laba to celebrate the New Year."
I counted with my fingers, and time flew by. Before I knew it, it was already the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow would be the day of eating Laba on the seventh and eighth day of the lunar month.
Han Kongque and his family did not come back during the twelfth lunar month. At that time, the Gregorian New Year had not yet been celebrated. I originally thought that Han Guangrong and Han Rongguang's family would not come back until the end of the year. Unexpectedly, they all came back early this year.
Living in rural areas, there is no concept of the Gregorian calendar at all. I don’t even know when New Year’s Day passed, but I still have some sense of the lunar calendar.
Han Peacock said to himself: "It seems it's time to prepare new year's goods."
Han Kongque and his village call Laba porridge "Eight Treasures Porridge". In fact, this is a matter of regional naming.
Laba porridge is made of yellow rice, white rice, red rice, millet, water chestnuts, chestnuts, red beans, peeled jujube paste, etc., cooked with water, and used externally to dye red peach kernels, almonds, melon seeds, peanuts, pine nuts and white sugar, brown sugar, grapes, etc.
Do some dyeing.
These are all records about Laba porridge found in allusions.
Among the people, there is another theory about the origin of the custom of Laba porridge, which was left by Zhu Yuanzhang, Taizu of the Ming Dynasty.
It is said that Zhu Yuanzhang's family was very poor when he was a child, so his parents sent him to a rich man's house to herd cattle.
The rich man treated him very badly. He was often beaten and did not have enough to eat.
One day, he returned from herding cattle and passed a single-plank bridge. Unexpectedly, the old cow slipped and fell off the bridge and broke his leg. The old rich man was so angry that he locked Zhu Yuanzhang in a room without giving him food. He was so hungry in the house
I turned straight to find something to eat.
Suddenly, he found a mouse hole in the house, so he opened it. Unexpectedly, it was a granary for mice. There were rice, beans, taro, and red dates in it, but they were only a little bit, so he combined these things into
Together, we cooked a pot of porridge because we were very hungry. It tasted very sweet and delicious.
Later, when Zhu Yuanzhang became emperor, he was tired of eating delicious delicacies. One day, he suddenly remembered that when he was a child, he ate porridge cooked with grains and beans dug out of mouse holes, so he asked the imperial chef to make him a meal of various grains and beans mixed together.
The sweet porridge is eaten on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, so it is called Laba porridge.
When the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty saw the emperor eating Laba porridge, they imitated it one after another. Gradually, it spread to the people and became a custom.
Nowadays, the custom of eating Laba porridge has gradually lost its original purpose, but it has become an interesting eating custom. Because different places have different cooking methods, the porridge is also very rich and colorful, showing strong local characteristics.
Now that the conditions in the village have improved, they are not limited to eight kinds. Generally, as long as there are dried fruits and so on in the house, they will put some.
Cooking Laba porridge is very labor-intensive for those who are particular about it. You have to put all kinds of food in the pot and cook it the night before. This process cannot be done over high heat. It can only be simmered slowly over low heat, and you have to keep pouring water into it.
Add water.
It wasn't until the next morning that all kinds of rice, beans, etc. were almost cooked and no longer absorbed water, then the ingredients were added and cooked for about two hours.
Han Peacock prepared two kinds of condiments, one was sweet, made from nuts and the like, including raisins, almonds, wolfberries, longans, red dates and other seven or eight kinds. The cooking was somewhat similar to the eight-treasure porridge sold on the street today.
The other pot is salty, with minced meat and various spices in it. Only red beans are added to both kinds, and it goes well with yellow corn kernels. This way of eating meat and salty food is more towards the south.
taste.
A circle of nearly twenty people sat in the living room. Each person was served two bowls, one sweet and one salty.
The sweet ones are embellished with various red and green ingredients, which look fragrant even if you don't eat them. The salty ones are mixed with some cooked minced meat and spices, making them oily but not greasy.
After eating, we served again. The sweet and delicious Laba porridge tempted everyone and they couldn't control their appetite. In the end, everyone lay down on the kang and performed a belly-patting show.
Now that there are more people in the family, everything needs to be cooked in a big pot. However, Han Kongque’s family has seven people, and including his parents and grandparents, there are eleven people.
Han Rongguang has a family of three. Han Rongguang and his two younger sisters are not married, so there are exactly six people in the family, making the family a total of 17 people.
After the family finished eating, they all gathered together and talked about the boy's life and experiences. It was really fun.
"Brother, you don't plan to go to Magic City this time when you come back." Han Rongxia squeezed beside Han Peacock and asked.
"What? Do you miss your elder brother?" Liu Xu said with a smile.
Han Rongxia said: "You go back to live in the devil's capital, and I can also go and get some food! If you're not here, I don't even have anyone to talk to."
"Don't you hang out with Xiaozhu every day? How could you be bored?" Han Peacock didn't believe Han Rongxia's words at all.
"Brother, just tell me! Will you stay in Magic City permanently in the future?" Han Rongxia said.
Han Kongque said: "We won't live here permanently in the future, but Xiaoxiao, Han Feng, and Han Huang in the future will all go to school in Magic City."
Hearing this, Han Rongxia's eyes immediately brightened: "So, can you lend me a room in that house on Antique Street and let me live there?"
"Don't you dislike the mess over there? Why do you want to live there?" Liu Xu asked doubtfully. It turned out that she wanted to take care of Han Rongxia and wanted Han Rongxia to move over there and live with them, but at that time Han Rongxia was
Disgusting.
Han Rongxia said: "People's thoughts can change! How about brother, go live over there on the antique street. I can also receive the influence of ancient civilizations. Maybe I can become friends with you in the future!"
"Forget it! I heard that you haven't even studied hard recently, and yet you become a fan of me. Do you know who Qianlong's father is?"
"You are looking down on me. Who doesn't know that Qianlong's father is Kangxi? I also like to watch Qing palace dramas." Han Rongxia said with a proud look on his face.
"Who is the fourth elder brother?" Han Peacock continued to ask.
"Test me? Yinzhen! I read The Legend of Zhen Huan three times." Han Rongxia said.
"Who is the fourth elder brother's son?" Han Peacock asked again.
"Who knows about this? It doesn't seem to be shown on TV, right?" Han Rongxia said a little confused.
Han Peacock was speechless. There was really nothing he could do about children nowadays. He knew a lot of messy things, but he didn't know anything about what he should know.
"We will let you live only if we make it clear. If we don't make it clear, there will be no door." Han Kongque refused directly.
"Why are you angry? Did I answer the question wrong? Impossible. If you ask me about the emperors of the Ming Dynasty, I may not be able to explain clearly, but I must have said it correctly in the Qing Dynasty." Han Rongxia said unconvinced.
Han Kongque said angrily: "Don't say she is my sister when you go out in the future. I can't afford to embarrass this person."
"So I want to follow you and let you educate me more." Han Rongxia continued.
Han Rongguang laughed loudly at this time: "Finally, our family has a person who is even more uneducated and unskilled."
"Why am I ignorant and incompetent? You, who graduated from a pheasant university, will definitely not be as good as me in the future." Han Rongxia looked at Han Rongguang with contempt and said.
Han Rongguang smiled enough before saying: "Our family's family conditions were not good at that time, so I could only go to a third-rate university, but what about you? Even in a third-rate university, I learned a skill, and I can still rely on it to make a living.
And you?"
"You really can't compare with your third brother in this." Seeing Han Rongxia glaring at him, indicating that he wanted to help him, Han Peacock immediately attacked Han Rongxia.
"Am I a girl? Do you understand the rules of raising a son from a poor family and a daughter from a rich family? Is this the case for eldest brother?" Han Rongxia said.
"Yes, just say it. As long as it's not too outrageous, I will agree." Han Kongque didn't want to get entangled with Han Rongxia, so he had no choice but to agree. After all, agreeing openly is better than Han Rongxia doing it behind his back.