Hearing this, Ning Qingyuan put down the spatula and said, "Okay, I'll go get some."
He satisfied all of his sister's wishes, turned around and grabbed a handful of small shrimps, took a piece of seaweed, washed them, chopped the vegetables and put them in the pot to cook.
Ning Qingyuan also pried a piece of lard into the pot. Once the lard melted, he stirred it in the pot with a spatula, and the aroma came out of the pot.
Ning Xiyue seemed to smell the aroma from the seafood wonton restaurant and suddenly felt craving for seafood wontons.
"Brother, how about we make some wontons, dumplings, and wontons tomorrow morning? We can also mince some prawns and make some seafood dishes."
Good brother Ning Qingyuan would of course not refuse. He agreed to whatever his sister wanted to do, and answered Ning Xiyue's words while sprinkling salt on her face and smiling.
"Sure, make more dumplings tomorrow morning. We have plenty of meat, so we can make some of each filling. It's Chinese New Year and we need to eat more."
Ning Qingyuan tasted the saltiness of the soup, ate a piece of knife-cut noodles, put down the small bowl in his hand, turned around and took out two large hot bowls:
"The noodles are ready, sister, you don't need to light the fire anymore, wash your hands and eat."
"Okay, I'm starving."
Ning Xiyue put the open fire under the pot into the stove hole next to it, where the antimony pot inside was burning hot water.
After washing her hands, Ning Xiyue took out a jar of meat sauce and sat down at the table.
The two siblings ate this late dinner while enjoying the hot food.
Ning Xiyue liked the soup as soon as she tasted it. "This soup is so delicious. I have to take a small bowl to drink the soup. It's so delicious."
Ning Qingyuan was amazed by the seafood he had for the first time. "It's really fresh. The dried shrimps are quite fragrant. The seaweed tastes pretty good too. I guess I'll have to chop more for making dumplings and wontons tomorrow."
After expressing their emotions, the two siblings stopped talking and just focused on eating. They ate the knife-cut noodles and drank the delicious soup, and their whole bodies felt warm.
He ate up all the noodles in the big pot, without leaving a drop of soup.
Ning Xiyue was full and rested at the table with her round belly.
She didn't expect that the soup made from shrimp and seaweed today is so much more delicious than that in later generations, and the flavor is stronger. The sea today is not polluted like that in later generations, and the pure natural and pollution-free seafood is so delicious that she ate too much in one go.
Now this round belly contains half noodles and half soup.
Ning Xiyue bit into some hawthorn slices that promoted digestion, and decided that if she had the chance to go to the beach in the future, she would stock up more in her system backpack.
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The next day was New Year’s Eve.
At around six o'clock in the morning, almost everyone in the Youth League was up and busy.
This year, all the educated youth in the Youth League did not go home, but stayed in the league to celebrate the New Year together.
Shoveling snow in the yard, cleaning the house, hanging lanterns, making dumplings and glutinous rice balls, etc., it was very lively.
Liu Yao also built two big snowmen standing at the edge of the yard. On their heads, the snowmen wore small hats made of two pieces of rags with big red peonies that she found from somewhere.
Everyone is busy preparing for the New Year.
Ning Xiyue and Ning Qingyuan were busy making dumplings and wontons in the back.
As usual, Ning Qingyuan was given the physical work of rolling out the dough, while Ning Xiyue was cutting the meat and preparing the stuffing.
"Brother, let's roll out some more dough today and save it for New Year's Day."
In this weather, the indoor temperature is frighteningly low. It is like a natural refrigerator. No matter how many dumplings you make, you don’t have to worry about them going bad. It’s just like a freezer.
In order to avoid being too busy later, pack more at one time and store them.
Ning Xiyue went to the wall outside and took a large round dustpan with a diameter of 1.5 meters. She carried it to her second brother, patted its round bottom and announced:
"Brother, see? We are going to fill this dustpan today."
Ning Qingyuan paused while rolling out the dumpling wrappers. Looking at the winnowing basket in front of him, his pupils couldn't help but dilate. "Uh, little sister, this winnowing basket is a bit too big. How many dumpling wrappers do we need to roll out, how much stuffing do we need to mix, and how much stuffing do we need to fill it up? Also, put the winnowing basket down first. I can only see your calves."
Ning Qingyuan helped move a few benches together and helped his sister put the dustpan on them, only then did he feel relieved.
Ning Xiyue pointed at the winnowing basket and divided it into sections, clearly planning which section was for wontons, which section was for dumplings, and which section was for wontons.
I said to Ning Qingyuan earnestly:
"Don't worry, we'll make them bigger. The bigger ones take up more space, so it's okay if we don't fill the pan. We'll leave a little space between the dumplings, wontons, and wontons to prevent them from being squeezed together. A larger dustpan will make it easier to store them. Once these wrapped items are frozen individually, you can put them all in a bag and put them on the ice to keep them fresh."
"Okay, let's do it."
Ning Qingyuan was completely convinced by Ning Xiyue's words, and he started rolling out the dough without stopping, calculating in his mind how much more dough he would need.
Ning Xiyue chuckled and began to prepare the chopping for the filling.
She is a professional at preparing stuffing, has slaughtered several pigs, and is even more professional with a knife.
The kitchen knife is very useful for chopping meat and cutting vegetables.
Finally, Ning Xiyue prepared a bowl of beef filling, a bowl of shrimp filling, a large bowl of pork and cabbage filling, and a small bowl of dried mushroom and pork filling, four kinds of meat fillings.
It’s Chinese New Year and there’s no shortage of meat, so Ning Xiyue never thought of ordering vegetarian food.
This year may be the last year that Ning Xiyue will spend in the Daliu team. She decided to live it well and not be too shabby. She must leave behind good memories and greet the arrival of 1977 in the best condition.
In 1977, a landmark moment was about to arrive.
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