Chapter 338 Dumplings



The weather is getting colder and the winter solstice is approaching quietly.

According to the custom passed down by our ancestors, even if the king of heaven comes, he must eat dumplings today.

Even if a family has no money, they have to eat even if it is just cabbage.

Especially for people in northern China, no matter it is the winter solstice, New Year's Eve, or Lantern Festival, they have to eat hot dumplings.

Of course, many people eat Yuanxiao on the Lantern Festival.

In short, dumplings are a kind of ritual during festivals.

While people in her hometown were drinking mutton soup, Wang Jingxia started making dumplings like her neighbors.

You no longer need tickets to buy meat in Beijing. As long as you have money, you can eat as much as you like.

Wang Jingxia spent twenty yuan to buy more than ten pounds of pork, and spent another yuan to buy five pounds of white flour. She went home and prepared bread and dumplings.

Zhou Baozhen's school has an early holiday, but Hua Qingping doesn't have this benefit.

The Chinese New Year is on February 5th, and it’s only December, so we have to wait until at least the end of the month before we can have a holiday.

Especially since it is almost the end of the semester, Hua Qingping, Xiao Youzi and Xiangxiang are all very busy.

But no matter how busy I am, I will still go home at night.

How can a cold dormitory be as comfortable as home?

The house has heating, hot meals, a clean and spacious room and a desk.

Unless he is really too busy to leave, Hua Qingping usually chooses to go home.

When he returned home in the evening, Hua Qingping put his books on the table and went to the kitchen.

He took the basin and said, "Let me knead the dough."

Of course Wang Jingxia had no objection, as she had her hands free and could prepare the stuffing.

Chop the meat into minced meat, add onion, ginger and garlic water and mix well, then add the chopped onion and ginger, add some salt and soy sauce to season, and a pot of meat filling is ready.

Hua Qingping added water and kneaded it vigorously. In a short while, the dough became a smooth white ball. He took it out and kneaded it into long strips. He then pinched the dough and rolled it into dumpling wrappers.

The dumplings are plump, with well-proportioned folds, and are tightly rolled around the edges of the dumpling skin like flowers.

The way of wrapping here is different from that in the south, but perhaps because people in the north like to eat pasta, the dumplings look round and solid.

Not as refined as in the South.

When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Northern dumplings must taste like northern dumplings, so the couple naturally made dumplings in the style of northern dumplings.

The water in the pot is boiling, then add the dumplings.

Wang Jingxia asked, "Qingping, how many dumplings do you want to eat? Xiangxiang, Youyou, how many dumplings do you want to eat?"

Eat only as much as you can to avoid waste.

You can freeze the dumplings that haven’t been cooked yet. They won’t go bad. You can just cook them next time you want to eat them.

Hua Qingping: "I want to eat fifty."

Xiangxiang shouted, "I want to eat ten!"

Youyou: "I want to eat twenty!"

Wang Jingxia had to eat sixty of them herself.

After all, he is practicing martial arts, and his body consumes a lot of energy, so his appetite has to be increased to keep up with the consumption.

One hundred and forty dumplings were put into the pot and sank into the water. The water was steaming and the dumplings were tossing up and down with the bubbling water.

Wang Jingxia covered the pot, took out four large bowls, and made a bowl of dumpling soup base with a spoonful of lard, some chopped green onions, a little soy sauce and salt.

She didn't know if people in the north ate it this way, but that was how she had always eaten it at home.

After preparing the soup base, lift the lid of the pot and white hot steam will rise up. When the steam dissipates, you can clearly see that the dumplings in the pot have floated up.

The dumpling skin also became smooth and transparent, revealing the color of the meat filling.

Wang Jingxia first scooped a spoonful of dumpling soup into the bowl, then scooped in the dumplings according to the quantity and brought it to the dining table.

"Hey, the smallest one is yours, and this one is Youyou's. Eat it quickly, or it will get cold."

Hua Qingping brought his dumplings to the table with a satisfied look on his face. The steaming hot dumplings really made him feel fulfilled in this freezing weather.

Little Youzi took a bite of the dumpling and said, "It's delicious! Grandma always made mutton soup at home in previous years. I wonder if she will make it this year. When I go home for the holidays, I will ask her to make mutton soup for me."

Wan Qingliu is the most capable and astute person in the family, but surprisingly, she is not as aggressive as other capable women. She is quite polite and gentle to others.

Of course, that doesn't apply if someone isn't so easy to talk to.

In short, for normal people, Wan Qingliu has a very good temper. He always has a smile on his face when doing business, which makes people feel comfortable.

She rarely scolds her own children and generally meets any requests that are not excessive.

Therefore, most of the children in the family like this grandmother or great-grandmother.

Little Youzi thought that if she wanted to drink mutton soup, her grandmother would naturally not refuse her.

Xiangxiang had long forgotten what the mutton soup at home tasted like, but that didn't stop her from craving it.

"Then I want to drink too!"

Hua Qingping smiled and said, "Do you know when your vacation will be?"

Xiao Youzi thought for a moment and said, "The final exam is on January 8th, and then we'll be on vacation."

Xiangxiang nodded: "Me too."

Hua Qingping: "You guys are a little later than me. My last exam is on January 2nd. I'll buy the tickets then."

Beijing is a strictly managed city and is not a commercially developed place. Apart from college students, not many people from other places come here.

It wasn't too difficult to buy a ticket home.

Now that the purchase restrictions for sleeper tickets have been relaxed and Hua Qingping is not short of money, he decided to take his family of four on a soft sleeper trip.

Wang Jingxia: "Soft sleeper? Why? Hard sleeper is much cheaper."

Hua Qingping: "Soft sleeper is so nice. Our family of four can share a compartment."

He had heard that a soft sleeper was a compartment with four beds, just right for his family, avoiding being in the same room with a bunch of other people.

He and Wang Jingxia slept on the upper bunk, and the two children slept on the lower bunk.

Hua Qingping said, "Who cares? I don't need this little money."

Wang Jingxia was helpless: "Sooner or later, you will squander all my money!"

Little Youzi doesn't know yet that the mutton soup that he has been talking about is made in Lao Hua's house every day, not only for his family but also for the children.

The parents of the children were filled with envy and jealousy. Why did these young children get such good things? They only regretted that they were born too early.

After the road was built and the village's financial pockets were bulging again, the team leader watched the children drinking mutton soup and had another idea in his mind.

He discussed this bizarre idea with his accountant, who looked at him strangely.

The accountant couldn't help but say, "You're young, but you're almost thirty. Why are you messing around with all this nonsense? Do you even know who you are?"

The captain rubbed his hands and smiled, "Uncle, we should think long-term. The road has been repaired, and the factory's business is also expanding. What will happen in the future?"

"More and more people will come in the future, and their food and accommodation will become a problem. We might as well make some money from them. That will also benefit the village!"

When it comes to road construction, the village accountant's hands tremble and his heart bleeds.

He was annoyed: "You dare to mention road construction?"

The money spent in those few months almost bankrupted the village!

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