222. Memories of a dumpling at eight years old

Author: Mozatte

222. Memories of a dumpling at eight years old

Farewell to 2021, 2022 is here as scheduled.

January 1st, New Year's Day, the weather was sunny.

The reason why the New Year is called New Year's Day is said to be because "Yuan" means the first trial, and "Dan" means day, which means day.

Therefore, New Year's Day is also called the initial day, which means new expectations.

"Does your family eat dumplings on New Year's Day?"

On the way to the morning market, Li An asked Chen Xuan.

Yudong had a three-day holiday on New Year's Day. Last night, the two of them decided to get up early to go shopping today, so they got up early in the morning, packed up briefly, and set off.

“When I was little, I loved eating the dumplings made by my grandma.”

Chen Xuan said as if she could smell the dumplings being boiled, "Every New Year's Day, my grandma will make a batch of mackerel dumplings for us to go back."

Li An is fresh, "Bayu? Dumplings stuffed with fish meat?"

Chen Xuan smiled: "You haven't eaten it before, right?"

Not only has Li An never tasted it, "I've never heard of it. I can't imagine the taste of dumplings stuffed with fish and meat."

"When I take you back, let my grandma feed you."

"A little embarrassed."

"Tch, you're still embarrassed."

The flow of people who came to the morning market today was particularly thick, with endless shouts and shouts, and a festive atmosphere with lights and colorful decorations everywhere.

"What about you, do you have any customs for celebrating New Year's Day at home?"

"There's no special custom. Just make something delicious. It's the first day of the new year."

"Perfunctory with me."

"We pay a lot of attention to the Chinese New Year, but there is really nothing to say about New Year's Day."

The two of them walked around and finally decided to eat dumplings stuffed with pork and cabbage today.

There was some Spanish mackerel for sale, but Chen Xuan said this mackerel was not good, so Li An gave up and gave up the idea of ​​making mackerel dumplings.

Indeed, when he bought it, he could only follow the recipe to make the stuffing.

I bought good-quality hind leg meat and mixed it with some pork belly. I wanted big cabbage, so I chose one with big leaves and fat stems.

Two more pounds of fresh shrimps. Li An knew that Chen Xuan had never been away from these seafood since she was a child.

He wanted to buy it before, but Chen Xuan never let him buy it.

"Let's see what else we can buy. What else do you want to eat?"

Seeing that the shopping trolley was almost full, with everything from meat to vegetables to fruits, Chen Xuan felt that if she bought another box of ice, it would be too big to fill it. "Okay, okay, this is enough for us to eat for half a month."

Already."

Payment and settlement, a total of 376.4 yuan.

After taking a taxi home, the two of them arrived at the east gate of Wanhe Mansion in less than ten minutes and got out of the car packed with bags.

On the way to the unit door, Chen Xuan reached out to take the handbag from Li An's hand, "Give it to me."

Li An turned sideways: "It's not heavy. Go and press the elevator button."

Chen Xuan refused, and finally grabbed a corner of the handle, and shared the heaviest handbag with Li An.

Not to mention Chen Xuan's sharing of the burden, Li An immediately felt that the pressure on his fingers was relieved a lot.

When I got home, Chen Xuan was responsible for loading the refrigerator, and Li An was responsible for mincing the meat filling.

After a while, the battle on Chen Xuan's side was over, while Li An was still dividing the meat.

"Just grind it in the butcher shop just now."

Seeing how much trouble Li An was having, Chen Xuan pouted.

The last knife cut open the last piece of meat, and Ang Lee's first step was completed.

"Chop it yourself and it tastes delicious. Go ahead and have fun. I can do it very quickly."

"Can I help you make noodles?"

"Goodbye, farewell, I'll be able to work for a while. We'll try our best to eat on time during the big holiday."

"You hate it."

Last time Chen Xuan wanted to try making a bowl of hand-shaped noodles for Li An, but according to the online tutorial, she added too much water and added more noodles. If the noodles were too dry, she added more water. That's it. When she got home, she was immediately confused by the shading on the chopping board.

The hill-like lump of dough was stunned.

To be honest, he felt very sorry for those faces at that time.

real.

"Good boy, I'll teach you next time. Didn't you say that we would update a New Year's Day special today? Go choose the songs. Once you have chosen the songs, we will start recording in the afternoon."

"Slightly~"

Chen Xuan turned around and left, and Li An lowered his head and shouted: "And you, what are you waiting for? Kittens can't eat raw meat."

Eighty thousand people are extremely wronged.

It is a serious carnivore.

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Li An is not bragging, he is really fast at chopping stuffings.

That little wrist is incredibly flexible.

From a distance, it looks like playing a one-handed wrist staccato etude. The blade falls rhythmically on the chopping board, and the clicking sound it makes is like accompaniment to the sound of the flute in the living room.

From time to time there will be a miserable "meow——"

Bach and Cat Meow can occasionally go together like this.

Although Ang Lee and Chen Xuan have had many disputes over the handling style of Bach's works, the two people probably still appreciate each other's performance.

At least Ang Lee doesn't say it, but he still likes Chen Xuan's Bach performance.

"Which work was this that I just played?"

When Ang Lee stopped to wipe his sweat, Chen Xuan finished playing a movement. He turned around and asked.

"The fourth movement of the Sonata in E minor."

To be honest, there are quite a few Bach works in E minor. Anyway, this is the first time for Ang Lee to listen to this flute work in E minor.

"You can find a piano scorer."

The two of them have not specifically passed through classical works for the flute.

"Are we going to record this?" Chen Xuan came over with a glass of hot water.

Ang Lee nodded and said with a smile: "Add some classical works to improve the quality of our Bilibili account."

On the night of the real and fake Czerny night, Ang Lee's B account received a lot of new attention.

After the final night, he didn't know how enthusiastic netizens discovered his Bilibili ID. In a few days, he had over a thousand fans.

After Li An said this, Chen Xuan put down the water glass and returned to the living room to continue practicing.

Different from the previous ensemble works, this piece is purely a flute solo, with the piano only responsible for accompaniment.

It was her first time publishing her personal work online, and she was a little excited.

As for the piano score, it is ready-made and is in her mailbox.

-

"You can't make dumplings?"

"I can."

"Okay, two more hands will make it faster. Let's seal the mouth as tightly as possible."

"I understand. Why are you so good at wrapping? I think your wrapping is prettier than my mother's."

Li An sighed softly and said nothing, then let out a long smile.

"Watch."

As he spoke, he quickly rolled out a thin and even piece of dough, then put a spoonful of filling on it, folded the dumpling wrapper in half, pressed it together with his fingers, and pressed it together with the tiger's mouth.

In less than five seconds, a beautiful dumpling appeared in his hand.

"Have you learned it?"
To be continued...