Chapter 58 Eat rice balls on the Lantern Festival

After the New Year, it is the Lantern Festival.

It seems that this place is still called the Shangyuan Festival, Jiang Yu thought so, is it time to eat glutinous rice balls? She saw that there were already some stalls in Nancheng that began to sell rice balls. It is different from the Lantern Festival in the north, the glutinous rice balls are similar to dumplings, and the Lantern Festival is to mix the filling first, then cut it into small pieces after cooling, and then put it into a large basin, pour glutinous rice flour, roll it up, and wait for the fillings to collide with each other and become round, the glutinous rice flour will also wrap the filling, so the skin of the Lantern Festival is also much thinner than the skin of the rice balls.

She also planned to make some glutinous rice balls for Jiang An to eat, but the glutinous rice balls were not easy to digest, and children could not eat more.

Let's not talk about the rice balls, she should buy something to eat. Before, Dr. Zhang instructed Jiang An to replenish his body in winter, and Jiang Yu also raised him with meat every day. Recently, Jiang Yu has eaten a little greasy, and plans to change some tricks.

She often goes to the street to buy vegetables, and some uncles and aunts who sell vegetables and meat know her. Over time, they also knew where Jiang Yu was working, and he came out to beg for a living alone, so intentionally or unintentionally, they added more catties to her vegetables and meat. Jiang Yu was embarrassed to take advantage of this, but they didn't want to charge more, so Jiang Yu simply made some snacks from time to time, saying that he had practiced too much and gave the neighborhood a point.

"Miss Jiang is here to buy vegetables again?"

The meat seller saw her holding a basket with some greens in it. Jiang Yu nodded, and looked at the meat on the board, "Uncle, this pig was just killed, right?" It's a lot fresher when you look at it. ”

"No, the fat pig raised during the New Year happened to be killed today. Girl, don't you want to? Look at this piece of pork ribs, it's delicious when you go back and stew it, if you want to cook soup, how about this pig's trotters? Just to make up for your little nephew. The uncle sharpened the knife on the stone as he spoke, and at first Jiang Yu got goosebumps when he heard the sound of sharpening the knife, and he got used to it.

In this era, beef sales are very rare, not as much as pork, so although Jiang Yu wants to make some stir-fried beef, there are no ingredients to play, but Jiang An's favorite thing now is braised pork, and Jiang Yu cooks him a meal from time to time.

"Okay, then let's have two catties of meat, go back today and make him a braised pork to eat!" Jiang Yu subconsciously looked around as he spoke, the residual heat of the New Year seemed to have not faded, the Lantern Festival was coming, the streets were still lively, and even the red lanterns had not been removed. There was already a stall selling rice balls on the street, Jiang Yu thought about it, and asked, "Uncle, Yuan...... What kind of glutinous rice balls do you eat during the Midyear Festival? ”

"Miss Jiang doesn't like to eat this bite?" Uncle only thought that Jiang Yu didn't eat often, so he smiled and touched his head, "There are all kinds of them, sesame peanuts and five kernels, and there are also people from other places who have made meat-filled rice balls." I don't like that salty filling, I might as well eat two baked cakes. ”

Jiang Yu snorted and was happy, and he probably knew it in his heart. The uncle took a pack of oiled paper and handed the cut pork to Jiang Yu, who put it in the basket and nodded, "Thank you, uncle!" If I make a rice ball, I'll give you a taste. ”

"It turns out that Miss Jiang can also make rice balls, okay, then wait for your rice balls!"

It seems that the people of Nancheng still like to eat a little more of this regular stuffing, and they don't like those bells and whistles. Jiang Yu herself doesn't like to eat rice balls, she doesn't like to eat those rice balls with all kinds of fillings in modern times, let alone ancient times when there are no ingredients. But she doesn't like to eat, there are always people who like it, and besides, the glutinous rice balls are a good luck, which Jiang Yu deeply realized when she was celebrating the New Year, and it is a good thing to follow the customs of the locals.

She can do something to give the guys a point, give Chen Yao a point, and then give it to the neighbors...... It's just a practice of hands, in short, it's all about learning to do.

With this plan in mind, Jiang Yu began to prepare the ingredients. The skin of the glutinous rice balls is glutinous rice flour, and there is no one left in the restaurant to eat it, but she doesn't plan to use it, so she went to the street and bought a small bag of new glutinous rice noodles and came back for her own use.

The filling is just like what she heard from the uncle who sells meat before, but it is just some common filling, what black sesame peanut bean paste. Or she could try to make a minced meat...... But as soon as the thought came to her, she pressed it down. Not to mention whether anyone eats it, she can't control the taste, so it's not too late to make it when she eats it.

So she only plans to make sesame peanut bean paste filling. All three fillings are mixed with lard and sugar to form evenly sized balls. Just smelling the dumplings was already fragrant, light and light, Jiang Yu scooped a little with a spoon and tasted it, it tasted good.

Add glutinous rice flour to water and knead it into a smooth and soft dough, leave it for a few hours to "wake up", and when it is ready, it feels a little damp, and you can have a small pit by gently pressing it with your hand. Then, Jiang Yu kneaded them into a round ball about the size of the filling, then squeezed it into the shape of a round piece with his hands, picked a ball of filling with thin bamboo slices and put it on it, turned his hands to make a rice ball, and finally rubbed it, it was a round, smooth and shiny rice ball.

She puts the rice balls with different fillings on different plates so as not to get mixed up when cooking. Jiang Yu only planned to cook half of it, and give the rest a point to others to see if the neighbors liked it.

The first people to taste it were definitely the guys in the back kitchen. Before the lunch break, Jiang Yu said that everyone should try to cook a little rice balls at noon to see if her craftsmanship has regressed, and a group of guys laughed and joked that Jiang Yu's dim sum skills never disappoint.

Chef He didn't say anything, it's all a holiday, just say that don't eat too much rice balls and can't eat, this thing is not a staple food that can withstand hunger, and I don't have the strength to work in the afternoon. Jiang Yu also agreed with this point of view, so he divided four or five rice balls to eat, and there was one for the same filling.

The skin of glutinous rice is soft and glutinous and does not stick to the teeth, take a bite, the finely ground filling flows out at once, the sesame seeds are fragrant, the peanut taste is mellow, the bean paste is sweet and not greasy, there is one who eats too fast, and the tongue is also burned, which attracts everyone's kind laughter. Soon four or five rice balls were eaten, and the guys all said that Jiang Yu's rice balls were delicious, much better than those sold in the stalls outside.

Chef He also nodded, he didn't like sweets very much, so he put down his chopsticks after eating two. Jiang Yu was also amused when he saw their exaggerated appearance, scooped one and tasted it, it was okay. Like Chef He, she doesn't like to eat rice balls so much, and she can't judge them for a while.

But as long as someone likes to eat it, then she does it well.

The guys were still satisfied, and some people ridiculed Jiang Yu and said that they should also put the rice balls in Xiangmanyuan to sell? But in fact, everyone knows that tangyuan is only eaten during the festival, and no one usually eats it. Jiang Yu also said haha and followed them to clean up the dishes and chopsticks. The rest of the glutinous rice balls have to be distributed to the neighborhood, Jishitang will not send them for the time being, the soup is inconvenient, and there is no pot there, if you cook it and take it, the glutinous rice skin will become slimy, and if it is cold, it will be even more unpalatable.

After getting off work, Jiang Yu was going to pick up Jiang An, so he took it. The dumplings she made gave the neighborhood a point. In addition to the uncles and aunts who sell vegetables, Jiang Yu met people near the restaurant on weekdays, and people saw that she was a lonely girl and took care of them in many ways, and Jiang Yu wanted to thank them for a long time.

To say that she is used to this kind of peaceful life, she still thinks it's good, even if she can't go back, it's fine. After so many months, I can't actually go back, Jiang Yu thought to himself.

When Jiang Yu went to the street to buy vegetables again, some neighbors gave her a thumbs up, saying that it was good for the little girl to make the rice balls like this, but it was no worse than the ones sold outside, I didn't expect her to make so much food at a young age, whether it was to make snacks or vegetables, plus now making rice balls and moon cakes, none of them have to choose, and whoever marries her in the future will be blessed.

Jiang Yu was embarrassed to hear it, and hurriedly thanked him and left, but when he was alone, he couldn't help but secretly bend the corners of his mouth, and his steps were a little cheerful.

Before the Lantern Festival, many people in the Changqing Temple on the outskirts of Nancheng go to worship the Buddha on incense, seeking good luck for the coming year and looking forward to good things happening in the new year.

Changqing Temple is the largest Buddhist temple in Nancheng and its surroundings, located in the southeast of Nancheng, with mandalas and memorial halls in the temple. Because the bells in the Changqing Temple are loud, ringing the bell for the Lantern Festival has also become a traditional blessing program in the Changqing Temple.

Jiang Yu didn't believe this, but many guys, along with Shopkeeper Chen, said that the incense there was very effective, and the Changqing Temple was backed by Anshan, and I heard that the snow on the mountain had just melted, which was suitable for walking. So even if you're not there for incense, it's nice to see the scenery. At the end, a guy told Jiang Yu that she didn't grow up in Nancheng, and she was afraid that she didn't know the name of Changqing Temple, so it was better to take Jiang An to Shangzhu Xiang, hoping that the child's body could be blessed and get better.

What kind of feudal superstition is this! As a modern person, Jiang Yu really doesn't have a "cold" about these, but he doesn't want to brush off people's kindness, so he just nodded with a smile and said that he would take Jiang An with him when he had time, so he put this matter behind.

However, Jiang An had also heard about the name of Changqing Temple in Jishitang, so when he came back in the evening, he seemed to have a little more on his mind.

Jiang Yu couldn't help but touch his head and asked softly, "What's wrong with An An?" I wasn't very happy when I came back today. Is it that today's schoolwork is too difficult, or is someone you off? ”

Jiang An shook his head, "It's not ......"

"Auntie, they say that the Evergreen Temple is very effective, will it really be useful to go there to offer incense?"

The patients who came to Jishitang also mentioned the things of worshiping the Buddha and offering incense.

Originally, Jiang An, like Jiang Yu, didn't take this matter to heart, of course, the patient was just chatting casually, he heard that if he went to incense, there would be a Buddha to bless people's health, and there were many people who were not in good health before, and they slowly got better when they went to seek Buddha!

These are the unintentional words of patients who come to seek medical treatment, and Jiang An doesn't know how, but he remembers them all firmly.