Within a few days, Chinese New Year's Eve arrived.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, there were more things, and everyone got up early.

Lu Xi finished reading English, washed up and came downstairs, and saw that his mother and brother were already busy in the kitchen.

"What do you need me to do?" Lu Xi rolled up his sleeves and asked.

She saw that her mother and brother were busy, and the atmosphere was excellent, and she was a little excited in her heart, and the whole person was eager to try.

"Cross-waisted command." Lu Jichen, who was plucking chicken feathers, replied without hesitation.

"Your work attitude is too improper, and you really need a little supervision." Lu Xi snorted and said.

"I don't need your help to eat breakfast." Lu's mother spoke at this time, she first glared at Lu Jichen, who was arguing with her sister early in the morning, and then said to Lu Xi.

"Well, I'll come when I go." Lu Xi then remembered that he didn't seem to have eaten breakfast yet.

It's just that at this time, where did Lu Xi still have the heart to eat breakfast, drank two sips of soy milk, and put down breakfast.

When she walked into the kitchen again, she saw her mother cooking noodles.

籺 (pronounced Tonghe), is a kind of food necessary for the Spring Festival in the town and even Yunjiang, which is equivalent to dumplings in the north.

Lu Xi didn't know that there was such a food in the world in his previous life, that is, in the past few days, several families in the village have successively = continued to make rice dumplings and sent a lot of them to their families, so they have a certain understanding of 籱.

After eating it, she was interested, looked it up on the Internet, and learned that there was a Chinese article on the tip of her tongue.

However, the Internet is finally shallow, and knowing that the Lu family will also do it every Chinese New Year's Eve, she is ready to steal the teacher.

The materials for the flour were bought yesterday and ready-made. Glutinous rice flour made by grinding small glutinous rice.

In the past, when the Lu family was still plowing the fields. Every year, one or two points of glutinous rice are planted. But it's a big glutinous rice planted. The viscosity of large glutinous rice is much greater than that of small glutinous rice, and it is not possible to use it directly to make glutinous rice, and a certain amount of japonica rice needs to be added to neutralize the viscosity.

If you use small glutinous rice that is not so sticky, you don't have to add more japonica rice so much.

The water in the cauldron was misting, but it was already boiling.

Lu Xi stood by the side, and she saw her mother put about two-thirds of the glutinous rice flour in the dustpan into the boiling water. Then use a spatula to stir over and over again to let the glutinous rice flour fully absorb water, cook thoroughly, form a paste and then scoop it up.

Often at this time, there will be this layer of pasted dough left at the bottom of the pot, which is called paste.

The paste is crispy and fragrant, with a hint of stickiness in the middle, and it tastes good, and it is said that Lu Xi liked to eat it very much when he was a child.

Of course, only when I was a child. When it's a little bigger, the elves don't eat much. Because compared to the 籺. The paste is undoubtedly too bland and tasteless.

Scoop up the cooked flour paste and put it in a dustpan, sprinkle a layer of glutinous rice flour on the outside, cover it and put it aside to dry, and the next process needs to wait for the temperature of the flour paste to drop down.

When waiting for the temperature to drop, Lu's mother was not idle, she gave full play to the spirit of Hua Luogeng's overall planning method and started other preparations - fried stuffing.

Lu's mother wants to make two kinds of rice dumplings, one is leek rice dumplings and the other is mung bean rice dumplings.

Leek basket, as the name suggests, is made with a leek-based filling.

Mung bean rice is naturally made with mung bean-based stuffing.

Leek filling, with four ingredients, leeks, sautéed peanuts, half-fat and half-lean pork, and white radish.

In fact, it is okay to add no meat, but if you do not add meat, the filling will have a slight hint of yellowing of leeks. And add meat to make the taste not too astringent, after all, they are not vegetarian.

Stir-fried peanuts, crispy. As for the white radish, it can make the leek filling more fresh and sweet.

Some people will also add shrimp to it, but Mother Lu thinks that if she adds shrimp, the taste is too miscellaneous, so she usually doesn't add it.

Mung bean paste is relatively simple, just mung beans and fried peanuts, she scooped up from a pot and boiled the shelled mung beans, mixed them with fried peanuts, and fried them in peanut oil.

When the stuffing is cooked, the temperature of the batter also drops.

Rub vigorously to let the toughness of the paste ferment out, and finally knead into a ball.

The last step before the official process is completed here.

And at this time, the elder brother of the Lu family also finished his work and came to help.

A large round table with several dustpans lined up.

Speaking of which, these dustpans are older than Lu Xi, almost twenty years old.

As far as the lifespan of the dustpan is concerned, it can be regarded as an old birthday star, but the revolutionary predecessors who have served the people for many years are still exerting their residual heat every year.

In the dustpan is a kneaded dough, and next to it are two plates with stuffing.

The Lu family of three gathered around the table and began to make a basket.

The first thing to do is to make leeks.

The first process is to cut the dough, cut off a piece the size of a ping-pong ball from the dough, knead it into a round ball, press it on the dustpan, flatten and flatten it, and then pinch it evenly along the flat dough to form a blank.

In the Lu family, the work of embryo extraction was done by Lu Jichen.

Because compared to 籺, the preparation of embryos does not require much skill.

In the words of Lu's mother, the rough embryo can only be used to make a that does not require skills.

"Hurry, hurry." Lu Xi, who couldn't wait to see how his mother did it, urged his brother to come.

"Come by yourself soon, and if you urge it again, I'm going to strike." Lu Jichen said this, but his hands actually didn't stop.

He lacks skills in making embryos, and he has been doing embryos for decades, but he has done them perfectly, and he has done them quickly and well.

Rounded, thin and even.

Lu Xi stared at the movements in her mother's hand, only to see her pick up the embryo and spread it on the palm of her left hand, put the leek filling on the embryo, and then kneaded it little by little along the edge of the embryo, and finally formed a full half-moon. It's very similar to dumplings, if you insist on saying it's dumplings, it's dumplings that have been enlarged a lot.

Lu Xi looked at the half-moon-shaped rice basket, which seemed to be different from the leek rice dumpling he imagined, and hurriedly searched in his memory, and then remembered that this was the boiled rice bowl mentioned on the Internet.

Leek basket, in fact, is steamed in a steamer is leek basket, not steamed, put into the soup to cook and eat, called boiled rice.

The name can be described as ingenious, and there are undoubtedly many tricks, and the wisdom of the working people and the general public is really endless.

While Lu Xi sighed in his heart, he picked up a blank.

When my mother did the first cooking, she had memorized all the movements in her head.

At the moment, she drew a scoop with a gourd, and within a few seconds, the cooking basket she made by herself came out.

However, it is a pity that what she made is not as beautiful as her mother's, because she is not skilled when kneading, and the result looks like Maitreya Buddha with a big belly.

"Hahaha......"

But it was Lu Jichen who laughed out loud without giving face.

Lu Xi stretched out his fingers, and a piece of glutinous rice flour ball of small size on the tip of his fingernail flew out, and Lu Jichen, who was laughing and laughing, felt the tip of his nose cold, and suddenly became a white-nosed traitor in the play.

This time it was Lu Xi's turn to laugh.

(Only to find out that the order of the chapters in the previous chapter was wrong.) (To be continued......) R1292