Chapter Seventy-Six: Mackerel Dumplings

Lati moved a big wooden table in the bamboo shed, Han Chuan hands and feet neatly placed four cold, four hot and eight plates of appetizers, peeled off the yellow mud arch brought by Grandpa Bai, took a piece of smoked and dripping bacon from under the eaves, cut thin slices with a big knife, the fragrance of bamboo shoots mixed with the unique smoked aroma of bacon and the rich oil aroma contained in pork, no other ingredients need to be put on, and it can be served as a dish.

I took oil and boiled crispy chicken, steamed eight-treasure glutinous rice duck, sliced a dish of Anhui fish and fish, stewed two crispy pig's trotters, and boiled an egg dumpling mushroom pot.

Lati got started and roasted half a fan of sheep.

Finally, I boiled half a catty of fennel meat stuffed dumplings, mackerel dumplings and corn and shrimp stuffed dumplings.

The dumpling skin is also a serious recipe, the fennel pork is a green dumpling skin, the spinach is scooped into juice and noodles, the mackerel dumplings are made with carrot juice, and the dumpling skin of corn and shrimp is black, soaked in black rice and beaten into a pulp.

In Beijing on Chinese New Year's Eve, fragrant white smoke wafts from the chimneys of every house.

Don't brag about it, even the white smoke wafting out of the "Shixian" house is the most fragrant one in Beijing.

As soon as the three-color dumplings were served on the table, Bai Sixi said "wow", "Your craftsmanship and mind, you won't lose anything when you go to the imperial dining room!" The saints loved these bizarre dishes the most. Today, the chef of the first number in the imperial dining room washed the salted egg yolk and stuffed it into the barbecued pork, cut it into small pieces, and the sage sandwiched three chopsticks in a row, and just set up a feast, the courtier Feng Gonggong came over and rewarded the master with two hundred taels of silver. ”

Or the imperial dining room to make money, has a future.

A salted egg yolk barbecued pork earns 200 taels of silver!

Han Chuan thought about it, and silently added this dish to the recipe of the New Year - the gimmicks have been thought of, the new court dishes, three taels of silver let you taste the favorite taste of the nobles.

A large table was steaming, Han Chuan looked at the main room, the light was still out, and then he buckled the door, "Mother Zhong, please get up for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner!" If it's an ordinary meal, Chu'er will definitely not bother you. But the Chinese New Year's Eve meal has to be eaten, and at the end of the year and the beginning of the year, this meal must be eaten well. ”

Grandpa Bai sat boldly, frowned, and looked at the main room.

After a while, there was a "crunch".

Mama Zhong opened the door, the hair between the temples was tightened, and she had already changed into clothes with continuous tattoos, which was like two people in the afternoon.

Grandpa Bai saw that it was Mama Zhong, he was not surprised at all, laughed, supported his cane, and gave up the main seat, "Please take a seat!" ”

Mama Zhong looked at the lively popularity of the courtyard and the bright eyes of the big guys, she was very moved, pursed her lips, and arched her hand towards Grandpa Bai, "Master Bai, you are okay." He didn't refuse, and then sat down.

Seeing that everyone sat down and introduced the dishes one by one, and picked some auspicious names, "Fortune Dangtou - Pig's Head Cake, Jubilant - Roast Leg of Lamb, Golden Jade Full Hall - Bamboo Shoots and Salted Meat Pot, More Than Every Year - Anhui Fish Soup..." ”

Grandpa Bai happily handed over a thick red envelope.

Bai Sixi also followed behind Han Chuan to ask for his grandfather's red envelope, and then bent his waist, and spread his hands in front of Han Chuan, "Uncle Shi, congratulations on your blessings like the East China Sea, and you will look like a begonia in the coming year, and you will find Lang Jun with your eyes!" ”

Bah!

Shameless!

For the sake of a red seal, he bent his waist and called his uncle!

While urging marriage, congratulations, do you still want a red seal?

Han Chuan slapped a red seal on Bai Sixi's hand, "It's easy to say, it's all apprentices, hello, hello, everyone!" ”

The big guys laughed.

The meal was very cheerful, the imperial city sounded three earth-shattering salutes, and in the next moment, the eastern sky lit up, and thousands of fireworks rushed into the black and dark sky, exploding into patterns, firecrackers, and all kinds of flowers, one after another, the heavenly family seemed to be using festive and lively fireworks to declare to thousands of subjects the prosperity of the Great Wei Dynasty, the wealth of the people, and the peace of the world.

Han Chuan looked up at the sky, chewed a juicy mackerel dumpling in his mouth, closed his eyes and made a wish for the fireworks as stars. 678

I wish my best friends, relatives and friends good health.

Second, I hope that the business of "Fresh" restaurants will be prosperous.

Three wishes...

Han Chuan opened his eyes, forget it, there are no three wishes.

If these two wishes can be fulfilled, it is already a mercy of God.

If you have more, you will be too greedy.

The mackerel dumplings taste so good that when you eat them in your mouth, you will burst out with delicious juice as soon as you bite into them - this is a nirvana, and a small piece of pork skin jelly mixed with dried shrimp is put in.

Han Chuan nodded.

In the New Year, you can put dumplings into the recipe, which is not only suitable for the occasion but also convenient, and the big guys can eat happily.

What she didn't know was that five miles away, through Dingji Gate and Zhongwu Gate, over several layers of red walls and a whole Jinwuwei and Yulinwei, in the Chengqian Palace, Xu Yi was also eating a mackerel dumpling.

It's just that this mackerel dumpling, the dough is soft and the filling is rough, it's not that it's not delicious, but it's not about eating freshly packed, and there is always some astringent taste of fish when eaten.

Xu Yi ate one and put the chopsticks coldly.

Concubine Shun and the personal maid Cai Ping glanced at each other, "Isn't it delicious?" ”

Xu Yi raised his head, "It's okay." ”

It's just that the taste can be changed again.

If other people make this mackerel dumpling, they may not beat the fish so finely, most of them will make half of the fish fine, and half of the fish will retain the graininess, so that the taste will be richer.

Xu Yi thought about it, but smiled.

He even nodded his head at the food review.

Seeing her son laughing, Concubine Shun got goosebumps on her elbow, glanced at Cai Ping again, and decided not to dwell on this plate of unlucky dumplings, and went straight to the point, "... At the banquet in the front palace, the sage said that he would give the older ones a mansion. You, the eldest, the second, and the third year old are all about the same, I'm afraid it's a batch, if you have an idea, talk about it as soon as possible, and the mother can go to the queen to talk about it. ”

Concubine Shun was afraid that her son would not understand, so she decided to be more straightforward, "Move out of the palace, the next step is to discuss marriage." Although our position in the Chengqian Palace is not obvious, we can't know anything. ”

Talking about relatives?

Xu Yi frowned.

"It's still early for my son." Xu Yi put his hand on his knee and calmly analyzed, "The eldest brother will not mention it for the time being, the second brother is the second son, although the saint has not yet decided on the position of the prince, it is expected by everyone." The second brother's family affairs must be before me, and the concubine Niangniang has always wanted the third brother to follow closely, and she must bite her father and the emperor, and after worrying about these two brothers, my family affairs can be put on the agenda. ”

That would be two or three years from now, I'm afraid.

It's just that going out of the palace to open the mansion is imminent.

After all, it is not good for an adult prince to enter and leave the palace every day.

Xu Yi calmly took a sip of hot tea, and the tea lid pressed down the floating tea leaves, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "There is a rumor, which squares are the prince's mansion divided into?" ”