China is known as "the south of the rice and the north", and the first food in the north is dumplings. Dumplings from the dough, filling, rolling to wrap and pot, the process is relatively complex, takes a long time, often requires the whole family to work together, symbolizing reunion, harmonious atmosphere, happy life - northerners have a deep emotional sustenance for dumplings, is the representative food of the word family, no matter what the taste, are unique and irreplaceable.

Yukiri looked at the steaming dumplings and asked curiously, "Xiuji, what is this?" Why is it only Xiuji, does he want to eat it himself?

There are also gyoza in Japan, but they are actually potstickers. The Japanese mainly fry the dumplings and eat them, or should they be called fried dumplings. There are also deep-fried ones, but there are relatively few ones, and there are even long strips that are made into long strips, like a fire on a blanket, and even fewer are cooked...... It's cooked in tomato dang or miso soup, and it's not like an authentic dumpling at all.

In Japan, it's normal to order dumplings and serve you a steamed pork dish later.

So Yukiri asked, it's not surprising that Kitahara Shuji, it turns out that Pure Flavor House sells "Dumpling Set", that is, fried dumplings as dishes, and the staple food is rice, and Kitahara Shuji was replaced as the shopkeeper, and he didn't hesitate to withdraw this thing - what about you? Potstickers with rice, which fool came up with it?

He smiled: "This is an authentic northern dumpling. ”

"Really?" Yukiri took a deep breath, her lung capacity was amazing, and the heat of the dumplings suddenly turned around in midair, and then she swallowed her saliva and looked at the dumplings with thin skin and round belly and didn't move.

Kitahara Shuji looked at her expression, then at the steaming dumplings, and hesitated for a moment - he made a total of thirty of them, mainly because the Japanese don't eat this during the New Year, so he only wrapped it for himself, and Yukiri's expression was quite familiar to him, and she obviously wanted to eat it.

He tentatively asked, "Will you taste one?"

Xueli nodded excitedly: "I...... I'll taste one. ”

"Taste one!"

At this time, no one was on the table, and before dinner began, Kitahara Shuji handed Yukiri a pair of chopsticks, and pushed the rice vinegar dish with a little grinding sesame oil to her.

Xueli immediately took the chopsticks, and Heshi lowered his head and said very sincerely: "Xiuji, you are so good!

She carefully picked up the dumplings, looked left and right, sniffed the taste again, and couldn't help but admire: "The skin is like condensation, smooth and crispy, ice skin and jade skin, lips are like cherry blossoms, three-inch golden lotus, fragrant and tangy, and confused......"

Kitahara Shuji raised his eyebrows, what a mess, are you going to chant a poem and eat dumplings again?

As soon as he was about to speak, he saw that Xueli finished appreciating it, and suddenly stuffed the dumplings into his mouth, and he was not afraid of being hot, so he swallowed it as soon as he stretched his neck, and then fell into deep thought, and muttered after a while: "It doesn't smell so delicious, it doesn't taste good, it's tasteless......"

Kitahara Shuji looks at the dumplings and then at her...... Did you chew it? He said helplessly, "There's stuffing in it." ”

There was an expression of the second senior brother eating ginseng fruit in the snow, and the performance after eating was similar, so he looked at him a little cautiously and asked, "Xiuji, then I'll try another one?"

"Let's try another one...... Eat slowly. ”

Xueli nodded obediently: "Okay, Xiuji, I'll eat slowly!" She grabbed another one and stuffed it directly into her mouth, biting it gently, it was very hot, but the delicacy of the wheat flour and the deliciousness of the mutton filling were mixed together on the tip of her tongue, which suddenly made her eyes squint happily and exclaimed: "Delicious!"

Kitahara Shuji looked at the expression on her face, and couldn't help but smile - that's the meaning of dumplings!

He turned his head to look for Fuyumi and Haruna, and was about to hurry up and let them sit down to eat, while Yukiri looked at the vinegar dish and asked curiously, "Xiuji, what is this, do you want to dip it and eat it?"

Kitahara Shuji turned his head and said with a smile: "It's vinegar, it's dipped and eaten." First, it can be fragrant, second, it helps digestion, and third, the dumplings are hot just out of the pot, and everyone is anxious, so it is not easy to burn the tongue when dipped. ”

Xueli looked at the small saucer and sighed: "Titian? It turns out that it will be more delicious when dipped and eaten...... She doesn't care about the last two, her digestion is fine, she never accumulates food, and she is never afraid of being hot.

Her expression seemed to regret that she had forgotten to dip it just now, and the expression of Zhu Bajie after eating the ginseng fruit appeared again, and she swallowed her saliva desperately, and Kitahara Shuji smiled helplessly: "Then try another one!"

It's not that he's stingy, and he's only packed thirty of them in total, and he didn't expect Xueli to want to eat this. Although the family is "fake Japanese", they still eat soba noodles during the Chinese New Year – and he deliberately respects their customs.

Xue Li didn't care about any customs or customs, so he hurriedly sandwiched another one, carefully dipped it in vinegar, and then put it in his mouth, and then nodded violently and said: "It's delicious, it's delicious, it's really delicious!" and then there was some regret, "It's just that the dumplings are too small, if you can eat a full bite......"

It's your big mouth, right? Kitahara Shuji glanced at her, and saw that her eyes were full of longing, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Xueli is using her usual skills to cheat and eat and drink! This guy doesn't have a little heart, and basically eats all the time.

In fact, for the Chinese New Year, the person who makes the dumplings is happier than the person who eats them, especially the people who eat them can eat sweetly, and the people who make dumplings will also have a strong sense of happiness.

Kitahara Shuji thought about it, dipped a dumpling in vinegar, took a bite gently, and then looked at the snow and swallowed his saliva again, and sighed with a smile: "Then you can try to eat two at a time!"

He didn't feel distressed when he ate something in the snow, if it weren't for the fact that the New Year's dumplings were a few good memories of his childhood, it didn't matter if he gave them all to the snow.

Yukiri nodded vigorously, changed her tricks and began to help Kitahara Shuji taste it, and finally came to the conclusion that dumplings are still better to eat one by one.

Of course, the dumplings were gone, and Kitahara Shuji ate a pair.

Kitahara Shuji went to scoop two bowls of noodle soup and said with a smile: "The original soup turns into the original food, let's drink a bowl of noodle soup!"

Yukiri said regretfully, "Is there no one?" The dumplings look simple, but they feel like they can't control themselves when they eat them, and they are very fragrant.

Now it's too late to wrap up, Kitahara Shuji smiled: "No, I didn't know if you would like to eat it, I'll give you a bag later." ”

"Okay!" Yukiri looked at the empty plate, feeling that she had eaten too much and didn't seem to be very righteous, and took the initiative to say, "Xiuji, I'll give you all my miscellaneous cooking in a while...... Divide your half...... Divide your third!"

Kitahara Shuji couldn't help but touch her head and smiled, "No need, you can eat it yourself!"

Miscellaneous boiling, also called rice cake soup, is actually supposed to be eaten for breakfast tomorrow, but tomorrow they have to leave early in the morning, so it is early.

In the late Muromachi period, the samurai were made public and paid great attention to health, so they had to drink a bowl of mixed cooking before the banquet to nourish the stomach, which later became a custom, and before the banquet must drink a bowl of hot soup to warm the stomach, and now, it must be eaten three days before the new year, or the breakfast must be eaten on the first day of the new year, taking its "first" meaning.

The method is also very simple, it is to mix rice cake slices, bonito flakes, kelp, potatoes, radish, tofu, eggs, etc., and boil them together, so it is called mixed boiling...... Of course, you can do without rice cakes, that's a daily dish, but the first meal of the new year is definitely to be put in.

This is a dish with a strong regional color, and after walking dozens of kilometers, it is possible that the taste and ingredients of the mixed cooking will all change, and Kitahara Shuji listened to Yukiri's dictation and judged that her mother should be from Nara, Kansai, and only people there will use white miso to make a soup base, and also wrap rice cakes in quinine powder.

Soon the Fukuzawa family sat around the kotatsu, covering their lower bodies with quilts, and their feet were warm. Kitahara Shuji sat in the position where Fukuzawa Naokaka had been sitting before, Akitaro and Fuyumi took a place on his right, Haruna below, and Yukiri sat on the left, Natsuori Natsusa below, and finally the diner Suzuki Muki, who was considered a guest, sat opposite Kitahara Shuji - she was very afraid of the cold, lazily refused to move, and forcibly dragged Fuyumi over there.

Kitahara Shuji said two words, and then divided the soba noodles for everyone, and a lot of things happened in the Fukuzawa family in a year, under the command of Fumi, everyone bit off the slender and slender soba noodles, which represents a complete break with the bad luck of the year.

Xueli ate a large plate of dumplings almost alone just now, but this did not affect her appetite, stirred the noodles with chopsticks and dipped the sauce and kept stuffing it into her mouth, taking the time to suck a mouthful of mixed soup, but she didn't know what kind of buff she was given, she suddenly became focused, ate more carefully, and nodded again and again: "Delicious, delicious!"

It would be nice if she could celebrate the New Year every day, and generally Dongmei does not limit how much she eats.

Suzuki Noki also ate eyebrows and danced, kept looking left and right, Fukuzawa's New Year was different from hers, she felt very fresh.

Haruna taught Akitaro to eat by herself, while Natsuori Natsusa ate for a while and began to imitate the singer on TV to dance and sing, and the two of them got into a fight.

Fuyumi looked at the group of younger siblings below, then at Kitahara Shuji, took the wine bottle and poured him a glass of fruit wine (actually a non-alcoholic drink), and held it directly in front of him.

Kitahara Shuji is watching the red and white song battle, after all, the first time I saw it is very fresh - Japan likes to use red and white, and when fighting, it also likes to be divided into white groups and red groups, such as when the kendo competition is a white cloth strip hung on the back, and the other has to hang a red cloth strip, and this originated from the "Genpei Battle", that is, the war between the two samurai groups Genji and Heiji in the Heian period.

As a result, in modern times, the Japanese version of the "Spring Festival Gala" is also divided into two groups of confrontation, red and white, which faintly reflects that Japan has always been in a state of wrestling.

Kitahara Shuji turned his eyes back, and saw Fuyumi wearing a New Year's auspicious costume, sitting there on her knees, holding a wine glass in her bare hands, and took it a little strangely, and Fuyumi said in a low but serious voice: "This year...... Thank you for your hard work, please drink full. ”

With her words, Xia Ori Xia Sha was stunned for a moment, stopped laughing, and directly changed to a sitting kneeling position, and Yukiri also noticed, pounded the rabbit and stretched her neck to swallow violently, so she swallowed a mouthful of things, and then knelt slightly sideways, and put her two feet under her ass honestly. Haruna is the same, but Akitaro is too young, and he is still holding chopsticks and struggling to hold rice cakes, and he doesn't notice anything.

Led by Yukiri, their words followed Fuyumi closely, and they bowed their heads to Kitahara Shuji together and thanked them: "Thank you for your hard work this year!"

Kitahara Shuji was stunned, and he didn't understand what kind of custom this was for a while, so he hurriedly nodded in return, and said politely: "It doesn't have to be like this, it doesn't have to be like this." ”

Why is this so serious?

Dongmei frowned and glanced at him, what is this teasing B doing? She quickly reached out and gently held the bottom of the wine glass again, and whispered: "You can just drink it directly, you don't have to thank us." ”

Kitahara Shuji tilted his head slightly and asked in a low voice, "Why should I drink this wine......?"

"You have the most credit this year!Stop talking nonsense, drink quickly!" Fuyumi motioned to the salted eggs of the Fukuzawa family to keep their heads down, and if they didn't drink, they couldn't raise their heads, and they couldn't continue to eat, and this glass of wine was given to the hardest people in a year, that is, the people who had the most credit, usually to the head of the family.

So that's the case, Kitahara Shuji understood in his heart, and then warmed slightly. At least my efforts are seen by others, which is really heartwarming.

He drank the wine and said with a smile: "Everyone has worked hard this year, please continue to work hard next year." ”