New Year's Eve is here.
There were no horse bandits this year, and all the people who had served as corvees returned. There was a bumper harvest in the autumn, and there was a water mill in the village, and many people earned wages.
During the twelfth lunar month, everyone bought pigs to kill together and stocked up until New Year's Eve. Finally, they no longer had to endure it. All the good meat and vegetables were brought out. The smell of meat wafted from every house, making the children salivate.
Early in the morning, Jinbao Jinhua came over to deliver tofu to Qin Yao's family. He and Zhang made it using the soybeans harvested from the fields this year. The bean flavor was particularly strong.
The ones that Liu Ji asked Dalang to buy were far inferior to those made by Laozhai himself.
Early this morning, Zhang's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law got up to make tofu. At this moment, Jinbao covered it with a bowl and wrapped it with a layer of gauze and brought it over. Liu Ji opened the bowl and it was still steaming.
“Da Lang, Er Lang, San Lang, and Si Niang, come and eat beancurd with me!” Jin Bao shouted in the courtyard at the top of his voice.
The small kitchen where the candlesticks were lit was filled with the flash of silver light from the sword, which was so beautiful that Liu Ji and Dalang almost went blind.
The boiling water was in place. The father and son were responsible for plucking the hair. After cleaning, Qin Yao was responsible for disemboweling the body.
Qin Yao's portion was also the version with added ingredients. After eating one, she immediately put the second one in her mouth. It was so delicious that she didn't even think about talking.
However, Qin Yao was lying down to eat behind him, so he couldn't get into an attack. He took the two older ones to the kitchen and gave them work to prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner in the evening.
The little girl came into the main room. Qin Yao had just gotten up and was washing up. There was a bowl of meat wontons brought by Liu Ji on the table. She went up to smell it and her eyes lit up.
But driven by the delicious food, Qin Yao still pulled out her stainless steel dagger and slowly sliced the meat on the chopping board.
Looking at Qin Yao nodding, she happily sat down at the table, scooped one out with a spoon, blew it to cool it, swallowed it in one gulp, and narrowed her eyes, "It's so delicious!"
She suddenly wanted to eat mutton rolls, but the weather was not good. It didn't snow, and there was no natural refrigerator to freeze the soft meat. It was not easy to cut the soft meat into paper-thin slices.
Liu Ji pulled over the wild goat that was tied next to the stable. He was holding a knife and was at a loss as to what to do.
When Mrs. Zhang found out about this, she dragged Qin Yao and went to a neighboring village without saying a word. She found a blind woman who burned three eggs and came back, saying that if she ate them for her children, they would stop having nightmares.
“I love it!” Liu Ji rolled out the dough while filling it with meat stuffing. The meat stuffing was filled with minced beef in soy sauce, and when cooked in a pot, it was extremely delicious.
Jinbao's face suddenly froze with joy, and his grandmother left a small pot of bean curd for them, saying it was for the children to eat. If the third uncle brought such a big bowl, they wouldn't be able to eat it!
So, when the children were on their way to the old house, Jinbao kept telling Erlang, "We don't have enough to eat ourselves. Don't serve it to Third Uncle. Just say there's nothing left and it's gone."
The bloodiest stage was over, and Erlang, Sanlang and Siniang were allowed to come to the kitchen.
She said she would eat just one. She put down the spoon, gave her seat to Qin Yao, and said, "I'll ask Si Niang to go to my house to eat bean curd. Third aunt, do you want it?"
Qin Yao still didn't believe it, but the day after eating the eggs, Erlang and the twins slept peacefully and never had nightmares again.
Although it is not as thin as modern paper, it is still no problem if it is as thin as the yellow paper commonly used here.
Jinbao looked at his greedy look and said angrily: "Why didn't you call me when you were eating wontons in the morning?"
“Just protect the calf!” Jinbao glared at Dalang angrily, but he couldn't beat him in a fight, so he could only turn around and look for Erlang.
Mrs. Zhang was very satisfied, "Look, I'll tell you that the blind woman is the smartest. If you still don't believe me, you'll be stubborn with me."
Liu Ji finished breakfast at home and was waiting for the bean curd for dessert. As a result, the four men came back and brought him half a bowl of soybeans.
He also told the dragon and phoenix who were standing by the door of the hall to watch, "Go in and close the door. Children should not watch such **** scenes, as they may easily have nightmares."
She tried her best to stretch out a finger to show that she really just tasted it.
Qin Yao waved her hand, "No, you can eat it, I don't like it."
"Jinhua, your uncle and I love to eat beancurd. It's so sweet. Dalang, please bring a bowl back to Dad!" He said, pointing to the cupboard, and asked Dalang to come over and get a bowl to serve it.
Liu Ji looked at the beans in the bowl, and then at the four "filial sons" in front of him, and almost couldn't help but give Da Lang Erlang a slap on the butt.
Dalang and Liu Ji both stayed in the courtyard, watching Qin Yao kill the sheep with quick movements.
“Third Aunt, do you have wontons for breakfast?” The little girl walked up behind Qin Yao and asked curiously, trying her best to pretend not to care, but she couldn't help but glance at the table.
The meatballs have been fried before, and the tofu is already there, but it needs to be cut into pieces and fried in oil first, so that it will not rot easily when cooked and it will be more delicious.
But there is a final benefit in the end, that is, he can put all the remaining meat filling into his own bowl and add an extra handful of vegetables to go with it.
Dalang asked them to watch the road and not fall down and soil their new clothes. Several people responded in agreement, and Siniang and Jinhua walked cautiously, looking at the identical embroidery on the shoes, hehehehehehehe.
“Let's eat more ourselves.” Saburo added, remembering the tenderness of the tofu pudding, he couldn't help but lick his mouth.
Putting down the washcloth, he turned around and tapped the little girl's forehead, "You can eat if you want."
Looking at her with pitiful eyes asking for help, Qin Yao showed mercy, got up and walked over, waving her hand, "Go get a basin, boil water and pluck out the hair."
The mother and son in the family have already eaten their share, and he, the one who cooks, has the last turn.
Saburo opened his clear eyes and said innocently: "Brother Jinbao, I forgot."
Dalang stuffed the beans into his arms. Erlang wiped a piece of bean curd stuck to the corner of his mouth and said nonsensically: "It's not enough, so grandma gave me half a bowl of soybeans and said if you want to eat them, make them yourself."
Qin Yao: "Ah this." When in doubt, turn to metaphysics. The ancients do not deceive me!
"Oh, by the way, it tastes good when added to bone soup as a soup base. Aren't we having hot pot tonight? Dad, why don't you just add it to the soup as a base? It will definitely taste good." Erlang added hurriedly.
“Where's the tofu pudding? Where's my sweet tofu pudding?” Liu Ji asked in shock.
Does Qin Yao still know about her?
Previously, a pig was being slaughtered in the village. A group of children ran over to have a look out of curiosity. However, Qin Yao didn't notice any of them. When they came back, all three of the four children had nightmares.
Jin Hua immediately smiled and said, "Thank you, Third Aunt, but I have already had breakfast, so I will try it. I will try one."
Jin Bao was so angry that he wanted to hit him on the head, but Dalang stretched out his hand to stop him.
Jinhua looked at him with disgust, thinking that he was just like her grandmother said, noisy!
Sanlang and Siniang said oh and hid in the house.
Erlang chuckled, "Okay!"
At one moment I looked at the mutton bone soup being cooked in front of my father, and at the next I came to my grandma and looked at the plates of mutton slices cut as thin as paper. I didn't know how many times I swallowed my saliva.
Finally, Qin Yao lit a bunch of firecrackers and threw them into the courtyard. Amidst a burst of galloping, the New Year's Eve dinner was served.
A family of six had the most sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner ever.
Chapter end
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