Except for the edges, the horizontal and vertical noodles became mostly square, Chen Ping picked them up one by one and folded them and put them on the table.

"It's the money from the sale of the fire sickle." The leeks were already chopped, Chen Ping took it from Liu's hand, and went to take out the minced pork puree that had been chopped a long time ago, and stirred it open, "Grandpa won't be guarding the money in the east room, right?" ”

After adding some soy sauce and a little salt to the meat puree, Chen Ping stirred it again.

At this time, the soy sauce is not called like this, but most of it will be called soy sauce, when Chen Ping went to the county, he deliberately bought it back, along with the guine oil, plus the previous purchase, there is no problem with using Yuan Ri.

In fact, vegetable oils are also available, such as flax, simpler's oil, cranberry oil, etc. Flax is also sesame seeds, but the amount used to make oil at this time is very small, and the oil is used to process silk cloth, not as edible, and cranberry seeds are also few, and they have not yet been popularized.

"That's not it, since opening the small cabinet, your grandfather has moved the small cabinet into the east room, saying that it was to hide it, and he is still thinking about it there." Liu said, "Can your fire sickle really make so much money?" That's two or three thousand dollars, right? ”

When the small cabinet was opened, Liu also took a look, and the copper coins were neatly stacked, one by one, which made people unbelievable.

Now my heart is still hanging, and when I lift the small cabinet, my mind is full of copper coins swaying, and it is very empty.

"The two hundred dollars I gave my mother last time, did my mother forget it soon?" After stirring the meat filling, Chen Ping spread the dumpling skin of the Quartet in the palm of his left hand, picked up a ball of meat filling with his right hand, and put it into the dumpling skin, "The fire sickle still has to be earned." ”

Fold the dumpling skin in half, and then pinch the two corners and roll it gently, overlap it up and down, and press it gently, and a dumpling will become.

This is the practice of Chen Ping's hometown in later generations, with solid skin and meat, which is also different from the way of eating dumplings in the north, a bit similar to the chaotic way of eating.

"I saw the same way for Aunt Li's wontons." Seeing Chen Ping making dumplings like this, Liu also went to get a pair of chopsticks, and followed Chen Ping's example and wrapped one, "But your approach seems to be the same as Aunt Li's." ”

Chen Ping's family has never eaten dumplings, and they have never bought flour for the New Year, that is, they weigh some meat, and then stew and eat.

"It's called dumplings."

The wontons of later generations are not different from dumplings, and the north eats more chaotic, with thin skin, transparent after wrapping the filling, and heavy soup stock. In the south, dumplings are eaten more, the dumpling skin is thick, and cold water needs to be added 3 times in the process of boiling dumplings, and the so-called 'three sinkings and three floats' can be guaranteed to be cooked and re-dipped.

Of course, there will be differences in the way dumplings are eaten in the south, just like Chen Ping's hometown, dumplings are eaten with soup, not in the dipping sauce.

After wrapping a few, Liu quickly became proficient. Chen Ping went to add water to the pot, and then lit firewood with a fire sickle and boiled the water.

When the water boiled, the wooden basin on the table was full of dumplings, and when the dumpling skin was finished, there was only a small ball of meat filling left in the clay pot.

"Brother Ping, why didn't you go to get the trap today?" Chen Erniu came in, still thinking about it, and when he saw Chen Ping holding dumplings, he was immediately excited, "Do you eat chaos today?" ”

is also rich, Chen Erniu still has an impression of this.

"It's dumplings." At this time, there is no such thing as dumplings, and wontons represent both dumplings and dumplings, and Chen Ping has opened a new word, "I have gone to fetch it, and I hunted two hares and a pheasant." ”

"Why didn't you call me?" Chen Erniu is still waiting at home, arranged by his grandfather to pull the bellows, and is counting on Chen Ping to come over.

The bellows require hands, and it is not easier than the skin, but the wind is much stronger. This also made Chen Erniu bitter, next to the refining furnace, his face was red for a day, and the skin was about to be roasted off.

"It's too dangerous in the forest, in a few years, wait until you're older and stronger." After all the dumplings were put into the pot, Chen Ping picked up the remaining meat filling with chopsticks and put it into the pot, "One of the hare is yours, and I will bring it to Pingdong tomorrow." ”

"Brother Ping, just remember to give me a pair of shoes, and the hare will be placed here for you, and I will come back tomorrow to eat." Chen Ping covered the wooden pot lid, and Chen Erniu retracted his gaze, "Does Brother Ping think I'm not strong enough, so he won't let me go to the mountains with me?" ”

It's not all right, but it's not far off.

"It's going to take a few days for the shoes to be ready." The dumplings in the pot can be cooked after a while, and at this time, Chen Ya's mother and son also followed into the yard, Chen Ping said to Erniu, "If you really want to follow me into the mountain, you have to run with me in the morning, can you get up?" ”

Chen Ping wanted Chen An to run with him, but after calling a few times, the guy just stayed on the bed and didn't move.

"You can get up." Seeing that Chen Ping agreed to follow him into the mountain, Chen Erniu waved his fist, "I will definitely look for you in front of your courtyard tomorrow." ”

In winter, the sky gets dark quickly, there are many people in the yard, the wind is strong, although it is cold, but it is also lively. Chen Xiaoyi finally came out of the east room, and when he came out, he didn't forget to close the door.

"Go get some firewood." Chen Xiaoyi instructed Chen Ping to go to the corner of the courtyard by himself, moved the clay jar with a broken bottom, and put it in the hall.

I picked up some rice from the yard, lit it in the clay jar, and put some firewood into it, and the hall was suddenly lit up.

"Come in and sit, you can eat." Chen Ping clapped his hands, lifted the lid of the pot, the water vapor rose and dispersed, and the dumplings in the pot had changed from white to dark gray, floating on the soup, and there was a splash in the center, and the soup also changed color.

The spatula scratched the pork fat, brought out some ointment, shook it in the pan, and added some salt to it.

Liu set up the dishes and chopsticks, the pottery bowls were placed on the stove, and Chen An and Chen Erniu stood in front and looked at it with their necks raised.

"Bring it to the table." Scoop seven or eight dumplings in a bowl, and then put some soup, and it will be full, Chen Ping picked out the meat scattered in the pot separately, and put it flat in the two bowls, seeing Chen An reaching out to take it, "Don't move, these two are for your sister Chen Ya and Xiao Niang." ”

Chen An looked up, very resentful.

"Eating too much meat will make you fat, your body is already good, if you eat more, you will grow meat and become like a second cow." Chen Ping kindly suggested, "Go quickly, there are still a lot of them in this pot, and I will serve them after eating." ”

Chen Erniu, who was eating dumplings on the table, heard that he had become an educational template again, his chopsticks paused for a moment, and then he bit the meat ball in the middle of the dumplings violently and chewed.

"What's my business?" Chen Erniu can't figure it out, is he fat?

Of course not, Chen Erniu grabbed another dumpling, stuffed it into his mouth, ate two bites, choked, and hurriedly drank the soup.

The soup is fragrant and the meat is smooth, it is really delicious, and it is even better than what my mother made.

Chen Erniu thought so, another dumpling went down to his stomach, he wanted to eat more meat, since his mother went to the dirt, he had lost weight, and he had to make up for it.

There was also a bowl on the stove, which belonged to Chen Ping, and he had just picked it up, and when he was about to go to the table to sit, a figure appeared behind him, and Chen Ping's hands trembled.

"Something?" Holding the bowl carefully, Chen Ping looked at the little madman, "People are scared to death, do you know?" ”

"I'm going to add meat too." The little madman handed the bowl in his hand.