Chapter 383: Chicken porridge, brown sugar pie

Although the capital has to keep vigil, there are only a few people who really keep it all night.

When Wen Mingtang woke up on the second day, he found himself lying on the couch with his clothes on, covered with a thick blanket, his head was confused for a moment, and he remembered that he had fallen asleep like this in the second half of the night after chatting last night.

When I looked up, I saw the glutinous rice balls that were close at a glance, and when I saw the eyebrows stretched and snoring slightly, I knew that I was sleeping at this time.

When he hadn't slept well for many days, Tangyuan slept very soundly this time, and there was no sign of waking up.

Wen Mingtang lightly moved the thick blanket on his body to Tang Yuan's body and walked down.

Pushing the door out, I saw a bright sky.

On the first day of January, it was a good day.

The sound of firecrackers outside crackled non-stop, and from time to time there were one or two auspicious greetings from outside.

With such a lively and festive atmosphere, the Yuan family, which was doing white things, was not as quiet and desolate as a few days ago, as if it was somewhat tainted with this joy.

After Wen Mingtang washed up, he went to the hall to see Zhao You, and Zhao was sleeping soundly at this time. The shells of nuts such as melon seeds, peanuts, and pine nuts in the tray on the side, the crumbs of snacks and pastries, and the empty teapot after drinking, all of which were placed there crookedly.

Because the skin is covered with a layer of ripe white sesame seeds, the aroma of sesame seeds mixed with the aroma of roasted barley has already poured into the nose.

Looking at the so-called chicken porridge, it seems to be a way to eat white porridge with chicken, but for some reason, the porridge smells like a rich aroma.

Therefore, the uncles and aunts who helped outside the country today also came over.

It's really a bad omen for January! The two of them responded with a smile, and the front was busy eating with their heads high.

Hit the start of the time, the time is very slow, in the blink of an eye is about to fall into the night, Zhao You, who has been eating all day, suddenly remembered one thing until then, and asked Tang Yuan: "Why did this Ah Bing come today?" ”

After receiving the chicken porridge handed by Zhuang Meitang, he picked up the spoon and was about to scoop a spoonful into his mouth, when a plate of pies with small palms and sesame seeds on the skin was handed over again.

Put the chicken into a casserole and soak it in hot water before simmering, apply sesame oil before it is hot, and take the liver, intestines and other chicken sundries into the chicken soup successively and cook and take out, at this time the soaked rice can be put into the chicken soup and simmered.

The smile under the face of the rice balls, who was still smiling, immediately went up. Crushed peanuts are added to the inner inset of the brown sugar flow, which not only reduces the nutty aroma of peanuts, but also adds a layer of "longevity" meaning of longevity to the bad meaning of "sweet honey".

The chicken porridge at the entrance is delicious, the chicken is tender, although the morning of the first day of January is quiet, the weather is still cold, but when the half bowl of chicken porridge is on the stomach, the warmth spreads from the stomach to the seven limbs, and the whole person immediately warms up, and the little sleepiness that is left is completely dissipated.

In addition to eating eight foods all day, it is to eat melon seeds, nuts and snacks, and there is no chatting about it, and the eight people from Zhao You have no rare girl, to Wen Mingtang to stay in Zhao Sishan before leaving the palace, if he wants to move out from Xiaoli Temple to live with Zhao Sishan, and then to know whether the chef's selling stall can continue to do it.

In fact, there are many things that can be done today, and Xiaorong is that many people do not have the habit of going to the temple to incense and ask for blessings on the first day of the first month.

The two hurriedly took it, and before that, they heard Wen Mingtang pointing to the chicken porridge and pie with a smile and saying: "The New Year is auspicious, sweet, and long-lived!" ”

Compared with the abundance of yesterday's New Year's dinner, today's morning food can be said to be a lot clearer.

The first meal of the new year, can eat an auspicious, sweet and sweet and long-lived 100-year-old morning food, Zhuang Meitang is very satisfied.

Half a bowl of fresh chicken porridge hit the bottom outside the stomach, and also lifted the spirits of the two, and they reached out to take the small slap pie made by Wen Mingtang.

Just like a mouthful of salty porridge and a mouthful of sweet cakes, the two of them burped, and then got up, Zhao Youzi went to the mourning hall to guard again, and by the way, he protected the two of them, and Tang Yuan helped Wen Mingtang clean up the kitchen.

When Tang Yuan and Zhao You woke up, it was already the end of the hour, and although they slept until the sun was eight poles, they really slept enough.

Before the two sat down, they took the chicken porridge handed over by Wen Mingtang. The white porridge is boiled until viscous, and the rice grains have already been boiled and flowered, just looking at its color, it seems that the difference between it and the white porridge that I learned back is small, and the white porridge bottom is placed in the middle of the ginger shreds, chicken pieces, and dotted with green onions.

It's clear, but it's just as tempting.

Wen Mingtang covered the casserole pot and learned to make brown sugar pies.

Last night's New Year's dinner was hearty, and I ate nuts and snacks until midnight, and I ate less fish and meat, so I was greedy for food.

When the first bite of white porridge was put into their mouths, the two of them knew that they had seen it wrong: what kind of white porridge was the white porridge base, which was clearly a pot of porridge stewed in chicken soup. Because it is a chicken soup stewed, compared to the white porridge that I learned, the taste is delicious, after eating, Master Wen also specially poured half a spoonful of sesame oil, so that the aroma of sesame seeds completely stimulates the deliciousness of the chicken, and the smell makes people's index fingers move slightly.

The two opened their mouths and took a bite, although the bite was neither small nor big, but they both took a bite into the inset of the brown sugar peanuts outside, the brown sugar had already turned into a flowing syrup mixed with peanut crumbles, and the grainy sweet inset was Master Wen's signature - brown sugar flowing heart filling.

At this time, we didn't have anything to do, we just went to make up for the silence.

Although there are many cold-hearted uncles and aunts in the neighborhoods in those days, today is the first day of the first month, and the people have no customs. Therefore, on that day, he was close to doing joyful things, and kept away from white things.

Wen Mingtang listened to the auspicious sound of the New Year, took out the half of the chicken left over from yesterday's saliva chicken, and prepared to take the homonym of "chicken" and "auspicious", make a slippery chicken porridge without the meaning of "auspicious", and make a few brown sugar pies that mean "sweetness of the New Year".

Once you get there, you just have to wait.

Before stretching two lazy waists, the two of them got up one after the other, and after a hurried wash, they instinctively followed the smell of chicken porridge to the kitchen.

Because the other two people outside the house were sleeping fragrantly, Zhuang Meitang was disturbed when he was cooking, and the chicken porridge was difficult, only a little troublesome.

When someone comes, they learn to add incense and candles in addition to the mourning hall, what is the matter?

The sweetness of the inset must be said less, with the crispy shell here, the skin is as thin as paper, and the inner and outer skin has some slight toughness, which really makes people take one bite after another, and the desire to eat is able.

Looking at the thick floor under him, Wen Mingtang didn't wake up Zhao You, only hugged a charcoal basin and went in, and then stepped forward to replace the candles and incense that had been burned out in the hall with new ones, and then turned around and went to the kitchen.