Chapter 503 Dumplings can also be in the shape of mice
The rumors were indeed true. Before this winter was over, Chief Luo Baotou came to Changjing to take up his post.
Song You saw him twice on the street.
But at that time, Capt. Luo was leading people to handle the case. He saw Capt. Luo, but Capt. Luo did not see him.
Luo Baotou must also be very busy during this period.
His temperament should be more tactful than Zhou Lei Gong, and he knows how to do things better, but his integrity is not inferior to Zhou Lei Gong. In addition, this time, Prime Minister Yu followed the example of Prime Minister Gu and made an exception to transfer him to the capital.
He had high hopes for him, and it was impossible for him to live up to Prime Minister Yu.
Nowadays is also a special time.
Ever since I was young, the New Year is approaching.
Generally speaking, the whereabouts of the emperor are still unknown, and the prince has already come to the court to participate in politics. Whether it is the waiting of civil and military officials in the court or the search ordered by the prince, it has become a courtesy. Everyone knows that after the New Year, the prince will probably be there.
Facing south and facing north, he ascended the throne and sat in the palace.
The chaotic people's livelihood and public sentiment in Changjing urgently need to be stabilized.
With the support of Prime Minister Yu and the endorsement of the prince, Capt. Luo was busy arresting people almost every day, whether they were local rogues, out-of-town warriors, or nobles, evil spirits and ghosts.
Song You saw him several times, but he always passed by in a hurry.
So gradually it came to New Year's Eve.
Song You sat in the house, looking at the lights and colorful decorations outside, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's the end of the year again."
As soon as he finished speaking, a soft and thin echo came from behind him.
"It's the end of another year..."
Song You couldn't help but look back at her and sighed.
The cat shook his head and sighed.
"Miss Sanhua, why don't you count how many years have passed since we went down the mountain?" Song You asked.
"Sanhua Empress, please do the math." Mao'er continued to shake his head, as if he was sick, then stopped and looked at him doubtfully, "You just came down the mountain, Sanhua Empress just came out of the temple."
"Then it starts when we leave Jinyang Road."
"According to the Autumn Calendar!"
"Can."
"What year is this year?"
"Ten years of Mingde, the last day."
"That is……"
Mao'er tilted his head and thought, then quickly said: "That's nine and a half years."
"Empress Sanhua is smart."
"Where haven't we gone yet?"
"West."
"West!"
"The Northwest and Western Regions are vast and boundless and have not yet been explored. Although Yizhou is in the southwest, it is not the most southwesterly, nor has it been completely explored." Song You said to her, "There are still two squares of land there."
"Two squares of earth!"
"Why didn't Sanhua Empress say 'right' when I praised her for being smart today?"
"Inherently smart..."
The cat sat down casually, raised its paw and licked it.
Just then, someone came outside.
It was Cui Nanxi and the officials of the Imperial Academy who personally sent him the first "Cai Medical Classic".
This is the first printed medical scripture in the world.
Song You held it in his hand and looked at it again and again. Cat also came closer to look at it, but he didn't know if she could understand it.
But maybe it doesn't matter.
Because Song You can’t quite understand it either.
At most, see if there is any difference between it and the original.
"Miracle Doctor Cai heard in the ghost town that the medical classics were successfully published, he must be very happy, right?" Song You turned to Mao'er and said.
"Miss Sanhua doesn't know!"
"You are honest."
"Yes!"
"We will keep this book and bring it back to the Taoist temple. If it is preserved properly in the future, it may still shock future generations hundreds or thousands of years later." Song Youping closed it with a sound, "Today is New Year's Eve, please three
Hua Niangniang goes to call the swallows down, and we will go out for a walk first, buy some meat and vegetables, and then come back to make dumplings."
As soon as he finished speaking, swallows flew in from outside.
"Canopy..."
The swallow turned into a human form and stood honestly.
"What are dumplings?"
The calico cat stared at the Taoist curiously.
"We'll find out later."
These days, there are already early forms of dumplings, but they are not called dumplings, and there is no custom of eating dumplings during the New Year, neither in the north nor the south. Song You just suddenly wanted to eat them.
So I went out to buy vegetables and cut meat.
There were not many vegetables in the cold winter. Song You walked back and forth along the street. The only vegetables that were suitable for making dumplings and wanted to eat were cabbage and fungus. Then he cut a piece of meat with a three-fat and seven-skinny cut and asked the butcher to cut it carefully.
Wrap the jelly seeds in a bag of leaves, wrap them in thatch, and carry them back.
Soak and chop the dried fungus, wash and chop the cabbage.
Add the meat fillings separately and adjust the taste, and you will have two different dumpling fillings.
"Like buns!"
Empress Sanhua stood nearby, her eyes unblinking.
"The difference is not small."
Song You took the minced meat out and went to the table outside. Yan Zi had already wiped the table clean.
The door to the room outside was wide open, and it was crowded with people on New Year's Eve.
Sanhua Empress was almost never leaving. Wherever the Taoist went, she would follow him. Whatever the Taoist did, she would have to keep her eyes open and not miss a single detail.
"If Sanhua Empress were so serious about learning magic, she wouldn't lose to Yanzi so often."
"Miss Sanhua is also very serious about learning magic!"
"Yeah?"
"Swallow is very powerful!"
"That's true."
"But Sanhua Empress is also very powerful."
"alright……"
Song You had already mixed the dough, found a rolling pin, and sprinkled a thin layer of flour on the table.
First, take a piece of dough and roll it into a dumpling wrapper.
Thick in the middle and thin around the edges.
Song You patiently taught the two little monsters how to make dumplings, and then began to concentrate on rolling out the dumplings. He asked them to make two dumplings, regardless of whether they were beautiful or ugly, and just rolled out the dumplings.
People were coming and going outside, and we often heard shouts, cries, and dragon and lion dances, which was very lively.
The three figures in the room were also busy.
At first, the two little monsters wrapped the dough very slowly, asking him questions or looking at each other's results while wrapping. Song You was not as fast as Song You in rolling out the dough, so he would stop from time to time and look at the bustling people outside. Gradually, the two little monsters started rolling out the dough.
The monster's skills are getting better and better, and his speed as a monster has also increased, and he is almost on the same level as him.
So it was replaced by pedestrians passing by outside to watch them.
"Why do you have to wrap it like this?" Sanhua Empress couldn't help but be a little puzzled, "Why not wrap it like a bun?"
"Because dumplings are made for cooking, it's a bit weird to wrap them like steamed buns." Song You said, "There are other ways to make dumplings, such as willow leaf dumplings, but I don't know how to do it. If Empress Sanhua likes it, that's fine too.
Wrap it how you like, as long as it's well cooked."
"!"
The little girl's expression suddenly condensed.
Song You suddenly had an ominous premonition.
Sanhua Empress is really ingenious——
Soon there were fish-shaped and mouse-shaped doughs on the table, each with meat fillings inside, neatly arranged.
"..."
Although Song You was helpless, he didn't say anything. After making the dumplings, when it was almost time for dinner, he went to boil a pot of water, poured all the dumplings down, and soon they all floated.
It was already dark now, the flames of the stove were shining brightly on the wall, the oil lamp on the stove was shaking, reflecting the shadows of people, and the heat was rising from the pot.
The Taoist took the fish out of the pot and put it into three bowls.
And he specially selected the mouse dumplings and put them only in Sanhua Empress's bowl. After all, Sanhua Empress worked hard to make them.
Then they stopped carrying the oil lamps. Each of the three of them held a small bowl and sat at the door, eating steaming dumplings. They looked at the crowds outside at night and how many lanterns gathered together to form a river.
"Are Sanhua Empress's dumplings delicious?"
"tasty!"
"Is the mouse-shaped one also delicious?"
"tasty!"
"Wouldn't it be all gnocchi?"
“The best!”
"..."
Song You shook his head and continued to focus on the bowl.
The food in the bowl still tasted familiar to him, and coupled with this special day and the lively scene in front of him, it easily brought back his memories.
But there are no fireworks tonight.
Because the whereabouts of the old emperor are unknown and the country has no owner, it is not appropriate to celebrate the New Year.
But people’s enthusiasm was still unstoppable. Countless people walked out of their houses, carrying lanterns or borrowing the light of other people’s lanterns to enjoy the rare bustle of the day. The shops and restaurants on the streets of Changjing were also brightly lit.
I don't know how late it is open.
As for the emperor whose life and death are still uncertain, it only adds some talk and worry to people's excitement.
Song You ate while watching.
After eating the dumplings, I had a good sleep.
In the middle of the night, there were some sounds coming from downstairs, sometimes like the sound of chopping meat, sometimes like the sound of chopping vegetables, and sometimes the sound of scooping water. Song You only knew that Mao'er was not around and didn't know where she had gone, but he didn't want to
I didn't want to go downstairs to look at it, so I just turned over and continued to sleep.
…
Heaven cannot live without a sun, and a country cannot live without a king.
On the tenth day of the first lunar month in the eleventh year of Mingde, the prince, under the civil and military advice of the Manchu Dynasty, refused three times. In desperation, he ascended the throne and sat in the palace. He continued to use the original title and granted amnesty to the world.
At the same time, there were two imperial edicts issued.
The first is to fill in the Northern Edict.
Due to the previous years of war, several northern states were severely hit by military disasters and were almost completely wiped out, and other states also suffered losses. A state without a population not only wastes land, but also cannot rule effectively.
Now that the north is stable, the people from the Saibei grassland have not been able to threaten Dayan in the south for at least a hundred years. On the contrary, the south of Dayan is overcrowded and the land is not enough. Last year, there were frequent natural disasters and evil diseases. Many people can no longer survive and are almost dead.
Refugees.
The DPRK had long planned to move them to the north, but such an order required the cooperation of state officials from many states. Since the emperor's whereabouts were unknown, it was difficult to issue it.
Now that the new emperor has ascended the throne, he immediately issued an imperial edict.
The second is the reward for Chen Ziyi.
Chen Ziyi has already made great contributions. Apart from being the founding father of the dynasty, Wu'anhou is almost the highest honor for a military commander. However, last year there was civil strife in Dayan, and the throne of the emperor almost fell into the hands of King Shun. Chen Ziyi received the order to go south to King Qin and captured Chang Chang.
Beijing, to welcome back the great unification, and then the new emperor who ascended the throne today can be said to hold the sky with one hand. In terms of contribution to the current emperor, he is no worse than the founding fathers. He was even seriously injured and bedridden because of it, but
It also has to be rewarded.
Song You didn't even go to the teahouse to inquire about the news. He was still awake upstairs and listened to the noisy and excited discussions of passers-by downstairs, saying that Chen Ziyi had been named the Protector of the Country by the new emperor.