The flavor of the New Year is gradually starting to get stronger. After a busy year, it's a rare opportunity to relax and celebrate with your family.

The Chinese New Year is also the most homesick time, Xia Ji remembered the days when she used to celebrate the New Year with her parents, and how sad her parents would be if they couldn't see her during the New Year, and her heart was full of melancholy.

Since it was the first time to celebrate the ancient New Year, she didn't know anything about the New Year's customs here, so she could only ask the people around her for some taboos and ways to celebrate the New Year, so as not to be embarrassed. In fact, in the past, she didn't have any special feelings about the New Year, most people in modern society live in cities, and many New Year's customs come from agricultural life, plus many cities can not set off firecrackers and the like, so that the New Year's flavor is also a lot lighter.

And here, she clearly feels the importance of the year for people, because almost all of their daily arrangements these days revolve around the year.

The twenty-third day of the lunar month is a small year, and it is also the day of the sacrifice to the king of the stove, Xia Ji came to the kitchen under the guidance of the personal maid, Jiang Lu has taken everyone to settle the god of the stove, and the text of "East Kitchen Division Commander" is pasted on it to indicate the status of the god of the stove, and the couplets of "God says good things, and the lower world keeps peace" are pasted on both sides to bless the safety of the whole family.

Under the leadership of Uncle Xia Yu, everyone respectfully asked for the life of the stove prince, offered incense to the stove prince set up in the shrine on the stove wall, and offered sugar melons made of starch sugar and noodles, etc., and then tied the bamboo strips into paper horses and forage for the livestock.

Xia Ji saw everyone's awe-inspiring look, there was no perfunctory and sloppy demeanor at all, she wanted to laugh a little but couldn't, and sighed in her heart: This is the faith that modern people have lost.

After returning to the room, she asked Chun'e, a little cultured maid, why she wanted to worship the Lord of the Stove, and Chun'e told her: The Lord of the Stove will go to heaven today to report the good and evil of the family to the Jade Emperor, so that the Jade Emperor can decide the reward and punishment of the family, and use caramel to worship the Lord of the Stove, so that his old man will have a sweet mouth, and let him report the situation of the Meiyan family in front of the Jade Emperor.

Xia Ji muttered in her heart again: There are hundreds of millions of families in the world, and this stove prince and the Jade Emperor are really busy today. However, ridicule is ridicule, Xia Ji knows that this is also people seeking a kind of spiritual comfort, and the New Year begins with worshipping the king of the stove, which is to illustrate the ancient people's ideological concept of "people take food as the sky".

After worshipping the lord of the stove, Jiang Wei came to ask Xia Ji what dishes she wanted to eat, Xia Ji suddenly wanted to eat hot pot, but she was worried that Jiang Wei would not be able to make a hot pot base, so she simply instructed him to make light mother rice porridge hot pot to eat, which was a hot pot dish that she was very impressed after eating it in Shunde, Guangdong.

She asked Jiang Wei to mash the rice, boil it, put it on the fire bowl to continue boiling and put it on the table, and then put the chicken, beef, pork, fish and vegetables cut into pieces next to the fire bowl, and asked him to fry a few fried dough sticks and cut them into pieces, put whatever he wanted, and eat them with sauce after cooking.

Jiang Wei was very skeptical after hearing her say this, thinking to himself that this cooked dish would be delicious? Didn't you ask for stir-fry because you didn't like to eat boiled food?

Jiang Wei cut all the dishes, prepared the sauces, and made the hot pot of the mother rice porridge with questions, and sent it to Xia Ji's small courtyard. Placed on the dinner table, Xia Ji was very satisfied after seeing it, and immediately asked Chun'e to invite Uncle Xia Yu to come over for dinner.

After a while, Uncle Xia Yu came in, and brought his younger brother Xia Yuzhi and his daughter-in-law An Yu, it turned out that Uncle Xia's younger brother's family came to pay New Year's greetings.

"Say hello to my sister-in-law, and say goodbye to my early years." Xia Yuzhi and his daughter-in-law An Yu saluted.

"Younger brothers and sisters have an auspicious New Year." Natsuhime returned the salute.

"Madam, what kind of dish is this preparing? Drink porridge and eat lettuce? Uncle Xia Yu's face was confused, he had never seen this way of eating.

"My lord, this is the mother rice porridge from our hometown, sit down, and I'll tell you how to eat it." Natsuhime said, then asked the maid to add two sets of chopsticks and sauce, and invited them to sit down.

Natsuhime put the chicken nuggets in the rice porridge, cooked it for a while, scooped it up, and then divided it among the three of them, telling them to eat it with the sauce dipped in it.

After they ate the dipping sauce according to what Natsuhime said, they all shouted that it was delicious, and the strange thing was that the mother rice porridge didn't seem to change color after cooking the chicken nuggets, and it was still white, which was very strange.

"Sister-in-law, how did you come up with this? This chicken is tender and smooth, and it tastes great. Why do these dishes become so delicious as soon as they reach your hands? Xia Yuzhi asked puzzled.

"Uncle doesn't understand, right? Because the chicken nuggets are wrapped in rice milk, the flavor of the chicken nuggets is locked, and the chicken nuggets will not lose any flavor until they are cooked, maintaining the original flavor of the chicken, which is also the reason why the female rice porridge has not changed color. Natsuki smiled and said.

"Sister-in-law is so beautiful, she is so smart, and her cooking is so tasteful, it really annoys me." An Yu said.

"Sister, don't say that, this is all told to me when I was in my hometown, it's not smart or not." Xia Ji said busily.

After eating the chicken nuggets, the other dishes were also boiled in turn, which was also smooth and tender, and several people were very happy to eat it.

"It's so good to eat this hot pot in winter. It's strange, I've been there many times, and I haven't eaten this dish there. Uncle Xia Yu said.

"This is what I learned after my family's chef made it for us to eat, and the cook is from the Yue country, and it is estimated that it is their hometown practice." Xia Ji explained, in fact, she didn't know if there would be this hot pot in Yue Guo at this time.

"Sister-in-law, tell me to make this dish, if it's not complicated, I should be able to learn how to make it." An Yu pleaded.

"Okay, the best dish to make is to mash the rice, boil it, and then prepare these side dishes and sauces." Natsuhime said.

"Huh? It's as simple as that. "All three of them felt incredible.

"The more complex the food, the better, these dishes are eaten in the original flavor, which is delicious in itself, and the mother rice porridge just makes them fresh and tender in the state of maintaining the original flavor, and the taste of the fish will not become firewood due to cooking." Natsuhime said.

"Sister-in-law, your cooking skills are better than those of the chefs of Zhuye Restaurant, and you deserve to be a well-informed princess." Xia Yuzhi boasted.

"Uncle has won the award, carving insect skills, not enough to worry about." Natsuhime said, but she also agreed with what he said, although she is not a professional chef, but compared to Zhuye's professional chefs, her cooking skills have absorbed more than 2,000 years of food and art essence than them.