Liu Min spent two days visiting Jiangzhou City, which was New Year's Eve.
Of course Song Yang would not let Liu Min rush on New Year's Eve.
"Master Liu, just spend the New Year in Jiangzhou with peace of mind."
"This year is a good harvest year, and our Jiangzhou will also be lively."
"I asked Da Biao to prepare fireworks and firecrackers. We will set off fireworks and firecrackers in the evening. It must be the first time for everyone to see them, so they will definitely like them."
On the afternoon of New Year's Eve, when Liu Min and Fang Zhe came back, Song Yang was making dumplings.
While bagging, I was nagging at the same time.
Sitting at the same table were Yu Ming, Ma Cheng, Gongsun Mo, and Gongsun Qi. Anyway, they were all great men.
"Yes, yes. Your Majesty, let me help you."
Liu Min hurriedly washed her hands and stepped forward to help Song Yang make dumplings.
It was almost dusk, and there was no way he could leave.
Fang Zhe didn't take action, he sat aside without hesitation and took a chopstick to mix the mixed fillings.
There's no way, I can't wrap it up.
This means that Song Yang is easy-going, otherwise he would have to be driven away to light the fire.
"Your Majesty, we have made three hundred dumplings, ten each of leek and egg, leek and cabbage meat." Yu Minggang checked the dumplings.
"Yeah. If you keep working hard, you're a big-bellied guy, and that's not enough." Song Yang said with a smile.
This is the first year after the natural disaster.
Most of the people's families are broken up, and officials are no exception.
Yu Mingben is a bachelor and a rough guy, and Fang Zhe is also a bachelor.
Ma Cheng does have a family, but he only has a couple and three children.
Gao Junyan had a family, but they all left Jiang Ning, so he came alone.
Of course, Shen Dan, Shen Xiaowan's brother and sister, Song Chengwang and the princes who came to Jiangzhou to be hostages were all bachelors.
As a result, most of the people who were close to Song Yang were the same person.
During the Chinese New Year, Song Yang didn't want them to be too lonely.
We might as well just leave together.
So you need to make hundreds or thousands of dumplings.
Of course, even thousands of them may not be enough to feed so many people.
So there is another group of people busy making rice cakes.
In the yard behind, Song Chengwang was beating rice cakes with his protons.
"Hurry up! What are you two doing? You just hit it a hundred times and you want to rest?"
"I can tell you, if you don't beat it well, you won't get food!"
Since Song Chengwang became the general of the Tiger Crouching Artillery Battalion, his reputation has naturally become higher.
The friends all regard him as their leader and are willing to listen to his instructions.
"Bang bang bang!"
The mallet was hammered, and the four wooden troughs were started at the same time, and four balls of glutinous rice were already produced.
Dumplings and rice cakes are the staple food of this New Year’s Eve dinner.
Of course, there are also dishes, which are handled by Tong Qian and Shen Xiaowan.
Ten dishes were arranged.
Two servings of each.
With so many people there must be two tables...
"Chu Zian! Have you washed the ribs?"
"Qin Ming! Have you burned the pig's feet clean?"
Tong Qian directed these half-grown men to work vigorously.
These boys are all students in the school.
There were adults in their family cooking New Year's Eve dinner, and they themselves had nothing to do. Tong Qian caught him while wandering around the city.
Of course, it's not in vain.
The meal will be ready in a while, and each child will be given two taels of maltose.
I heard that there was maltose as a reward, and the energy of these boys was simply unparalleled.
Sugar is a high-end product in this world, and ordinary people never see it even once.
There is almost no maltose produced in Jiangzhou, and the supplies Tong Qian has in her hands are supplies traded from Jizhou.
The sun sets little by little, and the New Year's Eve party is about to begin.
Due to the limitation of candle light, Song Yang did not intend to do it too late.
Have dinner after dusk, and then set off fireworks after dinner.
Tong Qian and Shen Xiaowan are almost ready, and the dishes are starting to be served.
Four meat dishes, four fish dishes, and two vegetarian dishes.
Although there is a bumper harvest this year, there are not many types of vegetables. It is not easy to produce ten kinds of vegetables.
A lot is considered the same amount to eat.
For example, for pork, there is a braised pork trotter, a sauced pork knuckle, and a stir-fried pork slice.
The dishes were served, but no one was served.
Song Yang had the New Year's Eve dinner here in the office area.
Everyone went directly to the gate of the government office, and there was a ceremony of setting off firecrackers.
"I'll come, I'll come!"
Song Chengwang volunteered. In fact, except for Song Yang and Wang Dabiao from the explosives factory, Song Chengwang was basically the only one who was most familiar with firecrackers.
This kid had nothing to do, so he ran to the table to smash cannons...
“It’s ordered!”
"Crackling~"
Song Chengwang lit firecrackers, and there was a burst of explosions, which finally made it feel like celebrating the New Year.
"Let's go back to the house and have dinner!"
Everyone came to the table, Song Yang of course took the main seat, with Tong Qian on his left and Shen Xiaowan on his right.
The adults lined up one by one.
This sitting method was actually specially arranged by Fang Zhe.
He is not blind, he saw Shen Xiaowan ogling Song Yang several times.
Your Majesty, you cannot just have a concubine.
Besides, Tong Qian has never had a status.
That's why Fang Zhe thought about arranging one for Song Yang.
Shen Xiaowan happened to be the niece of Princess Hongzhou, and she was very beautiful.
Although she is a bit older, the female college junior holds gold bricks.
Although Tong Qian is hostile to Shen Xiaowan, she also knows that as a prince, Song Yang cannot be the only woman.
She came from the palace and has seen many such things.
Song Yang himself has a kind of attitude that doesn't matter too much, doesn't strive for anything, and just goes with the flow.
As for Tong Qian's status, it's not that Song Yang hasn't thought about it, but he thinks these are trivial matters.
Just let it go for a while, and then it will be fine when the big task is completed in one step.
So the matter was left behind.
After the banquet started, Song Yang picked up the wine glass and began to give a brief New Year's greeting.
Not much to say, just start eating.
There were two children at the table next to them who couldn't wait for a long time. As soon as Song Yang said it was ready to eat, the chopsticks danced like a whirlwind.
These two children belong to the Ma Cheng family. Although Ma Cheng has a family, as the core of Jiangzhou, Song Yang of course has to call their family.
After eating for an hour, I drank two jars of wine in total.
It's not that Song Yang was reluctant to give it, but that there was really not much wine left.
If everyone shares this small amount of wine, it’s actually just over three bowls per person.
The alcohol content of this era was not high, so three bowls would be fine.
After eating and drinking, Song Yang took everyone to the square outside the government office.
Fireworks are going to be set off.
This is the big drama tonight.
At three o'clock in the morning, Wang Dabiao had already arranged the fireworks.
Thousands of people also gathered here in the square.
Almost all the people in Jiangzhou came.
"Your Majesty! The time has come." Wang Dabiao ran over and reported.
"let's start."
Song Yang gave an order, and thirty squatting tiger cannons were ignited, and all the muzzles were pointed vertically toward the sky.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Bang bang bang!"
A series of explosions shocked the people, but then a brilliant brilliance bloomed in the sky.
Fireworks are set off for the first time in this era.
Eye-catchingly beautiful, it symbolizes the beginning of a new era of civilization.