Chapter 172: Making Dumplings
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Tomorrow a small celebration banquet will be held for this successful operation, for ordinary soldiers, that is, a good meal, and the meritorious soldiers can also receive some prizes.
These tasks can be handled by Fuming and others, and Yang Mingzhi made a promise that he must become a chef again the next day and hold a family banquet to entertain guests.
So the herald told the news, Evgeny, Lavrenty, Balzen, and Doronin. These were the officers involved in the operation, and they acted according to the orders step by step, so the battle went surprisingly well.
When Yang Mingzhi returned home, he saw that his wife was already busy.
"Alas! Elder brother! You're back. ”
She has a big smile and warms people's hearts in this snow season.
"Well, I'm back. Is Natasha still in the house? ”
"No, she's already back." With a small hand of star fruit, the light in the wooden house was still significantly faint.
It seems that Natasha has already built the fireplace, and she can stay in a warm home with her brother.
Yang Mingzhi carried the blanket back, and his wife was still washing clothes by the well at the moment. It's obviously very cold outside, but she's still working so hard, it's a little worrying. "Beware, honey, it's too cold out here."
"It's fine. It's good to wash this one, the well water is very warm. I've put all the laundry into the house, and if you are thirsty when you go inside, the water in the teapot will still be hot. ”
Star fruit turned her head and smiled shyly as she continued to scrub her husband's white shirt, Yang Mingzhi shook his head. It was a blessing in life for such a daughter-in-law to be given by herself, and he pushed open the door and sat on the edge of the bed to rest for a while.
After a while, the star fruit finished the work at hand and saw her husband sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning on it.
"Come, let me see your hands." Yang Mingzhi stretched out his arm and pulled his wife to his side, only to see that the little hand was still red from the cold. Both little hands are cool, so you should give some warmth!
Yang Mingzhi held her with both hands, and the warmth was nothing more than that. "My dear, I'll take a basin of water to the house to wash my clothes in the future. I'm worried if you freeze. ”
"Hmm." The girl smiled.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Mingzhi talked about tomorrow's arrangements.
When it comes to cooking, star fruit is a good cook. Under the traditional culture, women's cooking skills seem to be a compulsory course. Star fruit is a native of the Northeast, and she is no exception to stew a big pot of dishes.
Northeast cuisine is used to stew, which is also due to the environment. In a cold environment, the stir-fry quickly cools, and only a variety of dishes stewed in one pot can ensure warmth.
Tomorrow will be a banquet for those officers who participated in the operation, and star fruit is even a little happy.
"Let me show my hand now. Elder brother! What are we going to cook tomorrow? ”
Yang Mingzhi thought for a while, "Just make dumplings." ”
"Making dumplings? However, the winter solstice has not yet arrived. Aren't we too early? ”
This girl still follows the tradition, Yang Mingzhi doesn't care so much. "We're in a foreign country, so don't pay so much attention to it. We live according to the lunar calendar in China, but in the USSR we don't have to live according to the Gregorian calendar? The Soviets don't need the Russian calendar anymore, let's follow the local customs. ”
Anyway, dumplings are generally eaten in winter, but star fruit knows some ancient sayings. "Okay, let's make dumplings, in this cold day, eat dumplings without freezing ears. However, we have to get the ingredients ready. ”
So what are the ingredients?
Yang Mingzhi suddenly remembered that in the Black Mountain next to the blacksmith village, the excavated caves had been growing mushrooms. The medium made by star fruit was a complete success, and the mushrooms popped up, but it took some time to get them back.
In addition to mushrooms, there are plenty of potatoes, white radish, carrots, fresh cabbage and fermented sauerkraut, and a lot of onions.
The two of them summed it up, and these ingredients were already enough.
"Chicken stewed with mushrooms, pork stewed vermicelli, making some sauerkraut-stuffed dumplings. Elder brother! We can all make these hometown dishes, alas! ”
A child is a child, star fruit laughed excitedly, she admired herself very much. Cooking in a foreign country, and the very similar environment, it is as if you have returned to your homeland.
However, it takes a lot of work to get the ingredients.
Early the next morning, the two immediately went into action. Before leaving, Yang Mingzhi went to the division headquarters again and explained to Yevlov: "Fresh ingredients should go to the blacksmith village or the black soil village." My good wife will come when she goes. ”
He gave Natasha the task of cleaning the outdoor stove and raising the fire. I asked the aunt in the cafeteria to serve a pot of noodles before making the noon toast. Those people didn't understand what the deputy division commander was going to do, so they did it anyway.
Yang Mingzhi and Carambola sat on a horse-drawn plow and went straight to the blacksmith village on the compacted snow road.
The village commander, Kavitzky, had already received information from the radio that this was not a military or civil order at all, but the deputy division commander needed some ingredients.
"Are they Chinese always picky about food? Just eat bread honestly! After complaining, Kavitzky immediately went into action.
The village butcher prepared some fresh mutton, which was as cold as ice.
The most important thing is mushrooms, which Yang Mingzhi wanted, and this is the glorious result of self-reliance.
The horse-drawn plough ran fast, and Yang Mingzhi arrived at his destination in just over two hours, and then quickly got the materials he needed, almost without a moment's delay, and returned to Catfish Village.
The trip was full of returns, noon had arrived, and the soldiers' feast had begun.
All the ingredients were sent home, and by this time Natasha had already boiled a large pot of water.
"You're doing a great job." Yang Mingzhi subconsciously stroked the girl's golden little head, and unloaded the raw meat.
Natasha immediately acted as a helper for star fruit, and the two girls got into action. They simply ate some bread cubes and began to process the ingredients, and when Yang Mingzhi went to the canteen and brought a pot of noodles that had finished making noodles, the dumpling battle quickly began.
The meat had been thawed, and then the star fruit picked up two kitchen knives and began to chop the stuffing frantically, and her appearance of opening the bow left and right was very exaggerated, and even attracted the attention of some soldiers.
Soon, there were many people gathered around the door of Yang Mingzhi's house, and they were just curious about why the military doctor Besika played double knives to chop meat.
"Everybody do their own thing!" Yang Mingzhi waved his hand to spread everyone away.
At this moment, the star fruit has been chopped for a long time, and it is already done. She subconsciously wiped it well, panting. "Okay, let's just mix the salt and sauerkraut."
The dumplings are still made in a warm house, and the couple rolls out the dough and stuffs the other. Natasha had never seen this before, and she led her brother to see it fresh.
"Sister, don't be idle. I told you how to make dumplings. Star fruit taught Natasha hand-in-hand, she learned quickly, mastered the essentials quickly, and also understood that this food is called "dumplings".
The clash of cultures is always interesting, and when star fruit saw that she was very quick to get started, she hurried to make another dish - chicken stewed with mushrooms.
Several people have been busy, and it is worth the hard work in order to eat nothing in their hometown.
Yang Mingzhi wiped a handful of sweat from his sleeves, and some flour also stuck to his face. The dumplings are all wrapped, the dinner party is at home, and it's time to clean up the house again. (To be continued.) )