Entering the courtyard, Fang Zheng saw that the door of Yang Hua's house was open, and the billowing white gas was gushing out, as if the waterfall was hanging upside down. But it's not soot, it's water vapor......

At the same time, the courtyard was filled with a smell of noodles and a familiar sweetness. That's the smell of steamed buns.

Smell it carefully, and there is also the aroma of bean paste, which should be the fragrance of bean paste buns or bean buns.

Getting closer, Fang Zheng's eyes lit up, and he said, "Bean paste, this is steamed bean buns, haha...... Just in time?"

Fang Zheng said this, someone in the room just walked out, this person, backwards out, carrying a curtain made of sorghum stalks, holding I don't know how many white, tender, fragrant big steamed buns walked out. Anyway, at first glance, it was Yang Hua's younger brother Yang Ping.

When Yang Ping saw Fang Zheng, he laughed and said, "Abbot Fang Zheng, I know that as long as there is something delicious, you are allowed to come." ”

Fang Zheng didn't blush, and said with a smile: "Amitabha, how can you miss such a delicious thing?"

At this time, another man carrying a curtain also came out, it was Yang Hua. Yang Hua said with a smile: "Abbot Fangzheng, didn't you say that monks all quit eating food and enjoying themselves? ”

Fang Zheng said disappreciably: "To put it bluntly, it is the desire to quit, but the poor monk doesn't plan to be the old monk who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world." This food, it must be impossible to quit, don't say it, the poor monk will taste one first. ”

While talking, Fang Zheng took a big steamed bun, and the steamed bun was extremely tender and a little sticky. Pinch it incomparably softer, softer than a sponge! It feels very good! It's just that this steamed bun just out of the pot is a little hot, but Fang Zheng knows that this steamed bun just out of the pot is the most delicious!

If it's cold, you'll miss the most delicious time.

So Fang Zheng stuffed it directly into his mouth, ignoring Yang Hua and Yang Ping's jokes, he took a bite, only feeling the softness of his mouth, the aroma and sweetness of a mouthful, and it was very comfortable.

A huge steamed bun, Fang Zheng ate it in three bites and two bites. I was about to take one down, but I found that there was a group of little guys in front of me!

The lone wolf stared at Fang Zheng with wide eyes, and he looked angry, as if to say, "Master who eats alone is not a good Master!"

The squirrel was also puffing up, and the red boy smacked his lips and said, "Master, we haven't eaten yet." ”

"If you don't eat, go and eat, can you still stop you as a teacher? Remember, don't waste it!" Fang Zheng said with a smile.

After listening to this, a group of little guys immediately jumped up happily, turned around and chased Yang Ping and Yang Hua. In the rural areas of Northeast China, almost every household will wrap a lot of dumplings, steamed buns, bean buns, bean paste buns, rice cakes and other things in winter, and then put them in the lower house and freeze them with the help of a natural refrigerator. In this way, when eating, as long as you take out a few and steam them on top when you cook rice, it is a ready-made delicacy. This is much more convenient than instant noodles or something, and it is much more nutritious.

At the same time, it is also a favorite snack for children, and it can be said that there are many benefits......

However, the family obviously does not have the ability to make steamed buns, bean buns and other things that the family eats for a winter. Therefore, basically the seven aunts and eight aunts, the three aunts and six mothers-in-law, neighbors, villagers and villagers, and people who are idle and have nothing to do are called. Let's make steamed buns together. If you help a lot, the children will naturally follow, and the only magic weapon to coax the children is naturally delicious. Therefore, these steamed buns, bean buns or something, every time they come out of the pot, they must take care of these little ancestors first, and then they can be sent to the lower house to be frozen. Of course, adults will definitely want to try it out as well......

In this way, this has also formed a habit, although the host does not need to ask for help to eat, but this steamed thing is to let everyone eat to their heart's content. But it's not a valuable thing, and even if you don't help, when you're not rich, you don't care about it. They were all happy to share it in exchange for a cheerful laugh.

Therefore, the activities of steaming steamed buns and making dumplings are like the New Year for rural people. A large group of people gathered together, having fun, children playing, adults laughing, and suddenly the cold winter was not cold.

Fang Zheng sometimes even wonders if this custom was developed because it was too cold in winter, there was no place to play, it was too lonely, and they were uncomfortable at home one by one.

Of course, this is just a thought, steamed steamed buns, steamed bean buns, steamed rice cakes or something, in the Northeast not only represents eating, nor does it only represent many people gathering together to play, but also represents a kind of thriving expectations and blessings. This is also a special party in the Northeast, which can be regarded as an appetizer before the Chinese New Year.

Regardless of the number of disciples, Fang Zheng entered the house, and sure enough, in the rooms on the left and right, on the kang, there were large round tables on the ground, and there were a group of people around, and the noodles were made with noodles, and those who made steamed buns made steamed buns, and those who made bean paste buns made bean paste buns...... One by one, they chatted happily. Seeing Fang Zheng, one by one waving his white hand, he smiled with a mouthful of white teeth and said hello.

Fang Zhengze returned the salute one by one, and then quickly rushed into the back kitchen.

In the back kitchen, Du Mei and several other women were also busy, one person was in charge of a stove, and there were seven or eight layers of steaming drawers on the stove, and the white mist came out of here. Because the fog was too thick, Fang Zheng couldn't see who was who......

But it didn't matter anymore, Fang Zheng's eyes had already fallen on one of the two curtains on the high table, and he hadn't had time to take it out!

The curtain on the side is still steamed buns, but this curtain is different. On the top are small golden things that look like eggs standing up, and they are very beautiful.

At this time, Du Mei saw Fang Zheng: "Don't look at it, it's still raw." ”

Fang Zheng suddenly sighed.

Du Mei smiled: "There is nothing that has just come out of the pot, but there are frozen bean buns in the next room, do you want to eat them?"

When Fang Zheng heard this, he immediately said, "Eat! Of course you have to eat!"

After speaking, Fang Zheng ran out, only to see Yang Ping and Yang Hua standing there, looking at him with a confused expression.

Fang Zheng was stunned: "Two donors, what's wrong?"

Yang Hua smiled bitterly: "Abbot Fangzheng, are all the animals on your mountain reincarnated by starving ghosts? How can they all be so edible? The smallest little fat dun has eaten two steamed buns...... The wolf himself ate the half-covered steamed buns. And the monkey, who is also a big stomach. Needless to say, this guy ate ten, and he even shouted for ...... Why didn't you come sooner?"

Fang Zheng took a look, and the squirrel with bulging cheeks was so high that this guy even had the intention of packing it away with his mouth!

The lone wolf choked on what he ate, and although the red boy was eating, he tore off a piece from time to time and threw it into the mouth of the salted fish lying on the ground behind him, with his mouth wide open.