Guarding the restaurant, eating Chinese New Year's Eve is also very simple.

On the twenty-ninth day of the Lunar New Year, Xu Zhuo paid salaries and bonuses to the employees in the store, and prepared condolences for each of them.

In fact, it is the kimchi pickle gift package made by Yao Meixiang's company and the sesame oil and sesame paste made by Xu Zhuo himself.

After sending them off, the Sifang Pavilion officially closed its doors.

After Jianguo helped Xu Zhuo paste the couplet, he said goodbye to Xu Zhuo and rode an electric car straight to the big market.

Xu Zhuo didn't need to prepare these, because there were all the food in the store, and there were a lot of dishes stored.

You can't go hungry for a week or two.

"Shi Lei, what do you want to eat for Chinese New Year's Eve? Anyway, let's celebrate the New Year, don't be restrained." ”

Sitting in the store, blowing a warm breeze, Xu Zhuo looked at Shi Lei, who was sitting at the front desk computer playing games, and asked.

Now the two of them really have the feeling that they are the same people at the end of the world.

Shi Lei didn't raise his head and said: "Brother Xu, are we good at making dumplings? When I was a child, I ate dumplings at home for the New Year, and since I came out, I haven't celebrated the New Year properly." ”

Xu Zhuo said: "There must be dumplings, and you must eat dumplings for the New Year." What else do you want to eat besides dumplings?"

"It's okay, I only eat dumplings, everything else is casual. ”

Is it so easy to leave?

Xu Zhuo also wanted to take advantage of the fact that he was fine, and planned to see if he could dig out a taste of his hometown from Shi Lei and other tasks.

The result was such an answer.

It seems that the task of the taste of hometown is not something that can be triggered casually.

But it's okay, I'll ask Feng Weiguo and Song Yafei later.

Let's see if you can trigger one or two tasks in this boring life.

Feng Weiguo came back from strolling through the vegetable market, carrying two fish in his hand.

Feng Chunguang's family went to Guilin for the New Year, but Feng Weiguo was too lazy to go, so he stayed in Linping City, and he couldn't feel the atmosphere of the New Year when he stayed in the store, so he went to the vegetable market when he was idle.

Every time I come back, I will bring some New Year's goods that he thinks must be bought for the New Year.

I bought some frozen ribbon fish and the like a long time ago.

When he left today, Xu Zhuo repeatedly told him not to buy any more things, but he still brought back two fish.

"These two big carp are just fished out of the Yellow River, I see that the color is good, so I bought it, the New Year, can not be without fish, eat fish, in order to have more than every year. ”

Xu Zhuo said helplessly: "The big silver carp you bought yesterday hasn't moved yet, and you bought two big carp, are you going to make a whole fish feast for Chinese New Year's Eve?"

Feng Weiguo waved his hand: "I have to eat dumplings for Chinese New Year's Eve, and I will start chopping the stuffing later, and we will eat mutton dumplings tonight." What about Xiao Song? Why hasn't he come yet?"

"He still has to serve the old lady, it is estimated that in the afternoon, when the old lady's family goes to the new house for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, there will be time to come, we should prepare and not delay time." ”

This year's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was interesting, four homeless or lonely people got together, a little miserable.

Xu Zhuo originally asked Lao Luo's family to come over.

As a result, the family went back to the Yellow River Beach for the New Year.

Lao Luo's tofu became famous in the neighborhood, and no matter how much he made, he didn't worry about selling it, so in order to take care of the business, Lao Luo had to invite two relatives to come over to help.

And Luo Yang's income from live broadcast is enough for him to do dialysis and personal expenses.

It's quite normal for this family to go back for the New Year.

Once you have a foothold in the city, you have to go back and brag to those relatives and neighbors.

Otherwise, those people don't know how to arrange it.

As for the fat brother Cui Yong and Da Jiang, Xu Zhuo did not contact the family.

During the Chinese New Year, I want to stay with my family, and no one wants to join in this kind of fun.

Start preparing the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Feng Weiguo and Shi Lei are making dumplings.

I had nothing to do just now, and the three of us prepared several small talks.

Stuffed with pork and shiitake mushrooms, stuffed with lamb and green onions, and stuffed with eggs, leeks and shrimp.

Something for all.

Xu Zhuo is preparing the dishes to be eaten at the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Salt-fried mutton, braised chicken nuggets, pot-collapsed tofu, shredded fish-flavored pork, diced kung pao chicken, boiled pork slices, chicken rolls with net oil, and white meat from Lizhuang......

In addition, there are dishes such as oily beans and fried double crispy.

However, you can't do it now, you have to wait until the beginning of the meal, otherwise if you do it early, you will lose the crisp texture and cause the taste to be bad.

There were only four of them, so Xu Zhuo didn't cook so many dishes.

I can't finish it even if I make too much.

You have to eat leftovers for days on end.

Many people will send out dishes on Chinese New Year's Eve, and then they will no longer send dishes on the first and second days of the new year, because he eats leftovers on Chinese New Year's Eve in these two days.

But even if you prepare these things, it's still a bit much.

Xu Zhuo estimated that he would have to eat at least one leftover meal tomorrow.

"I let go of my belly to eat tonight, try not to leave leftovers, Grandpa Feng, there are fewer dumplings, I can't finish the dishes, who still has the energy to eat staple food." ”

Feng Weiguo smiled: "That's not good, no matter how much you eat, you have to eat dumplings, don't you know, when we were young, we would eat dumplings Chinese New Year's Eve night, because this is called filling the poverty pit, saying that if you eat too much, you can fill your own poverty pit, and you won't be poor again in the next year......

Is it so magical?

I didn't expect Feng Weiguo to be quite superstitious.

But think about your goals, this poor pit is a bit big.

Xu Zhuo quietly came over and helped make dumplings.

Feng Weiguo was a little surprised: "What? Do you really believe it? Even if there is really a poor pit, it will not be your turn, your family is so rich, but it is not poor at all." ”

Xu Zhuo said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if the poor pit is filled or not, the main thing is that I suddenly want to eat dumplings." ”

Now there is still a gap of 100 million between the goals of the grandparents in the bureau.

Isn't that poor?

Xu Zhuo felt that if there was really a poor pit, his poor pit would be almost as big as the area of Slender West Lake.

So eat more dumplings tonight.

While wrapping him, he sighed.

Who would dare to believe it? The pressure of life has forced me, an outstanding young man who graduated from college, to believe in metaphysics.

Alas!

It's too hard for me.

After wrapping the dumplings, it was already approaching evening.

The sound of firecrackers from the suburbs can be faintly heard.

Song Yafei carried two bottles of Wuliangye and walked to the store.

"The old lady gave it to me when I came, so that we can have a good meal Chinese New Year's Eve...... Hey, it's so rich, do you have garlic, get some garlic, eat meat without garlic, the fragrance is less than half......"

He put down his wine and muttered as he went to the kitchen to look for garlic.

Looking at Song Yafei's back, Xu Zhuo was very emotional.

The Sifang Pavilion is really a big dye vat, how innocent and immaculate people used to be, but after being in the Sifang Pavilion for a period of time, they were brought into this way by Meng Liwei and Li Hao.

Not only did I eat chili peppers, but I also liked eating raw garlic.

True Northerners.

Thinking of this, Xu Zhuo suddenly realized a problem.

Song Yafei is like this, is his task of reversing his views about to be completed?

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