Hearing Second Aunt's call, everyone put down what they were doing and sat around the table.
A large group of people began to happily make dumplings.
Feng Shuyi's family of four watched as everyone skillfully made dumplings and they all looked eager to try.
It’s not their fault. The main reason is that Shanghai is not like the north, where people rarely eat dumplings.
Moreover, he can be said to be the richest man in Shanghai. Even small things like cooking would be prepared in advance by someone in charge, so naturally it would not be their turn to do it.
Thinking of this, the four of them all started to learn it in an imitative manner.
Although it doesn’t look very good, you can still tell that it is a dumpling.
The dumplings were crooked and had no wrinkles from beginning to end, like a bulging crescent. Hahahaha, I still remember the first time I made dumplings when I was a kid, they were uglier than this. Although the dumplings made by several people were not very good-looking, no one said anything, but praised them instead.
"Wow! This is how I made the dumplings for the first time! That's amazing!!"
"Not really. I remember when my second son and I just got married, he said he would make dumplings for me. But guess what, he didn't even squeeze the dumpling skins tightly, and ended up cooking me a pot of noodles."
Everyone burst into laughter after hearing this. Shuyi's family no longer felt embarrassed and continued to make dumplings with great interest.
At this time, Meng Fei seemed to think of something and patted his thigh.
"Oops!! We forgot something!!!"
When everyone heard this, they all looked confused.
Second Aunt: "Ah? What's the matter?"
Second uncle: "That's right, the dumplings have been wrapped, the water has been boiled, and the only thing left is to blanch them. Is there anything else you haven't thought of?"
Meng Fei grinned and said, "There's no money in these dumplings yet."
Qiubo's eyes lit up after hearing this: "Oh! That's right! We have to give money! In the past few years, it was just the two of us during the New Year, and we were too lazy to prepare those things. This year, we have more people, so we should give some money for good luck!"
After hearing this, Second Aunt nodded repeatedly: "Okay! I happened to be cleaning out the drawers a few days ago and found a lot of coins. I'll go wash them."
After saying that, Second Aunt took out a handful of coins from the drawer and ran to the kitchen.
After a while, he took it back and put it on the table.
Meng Fei couldn't help but grin when he saw the coins on the table.
"Second Aunt, you have quite a lot of coins."
Seeing this, Erye stroked his beard and laughed, "Hahaha, more is fine, so everyone can eat, and we hope for good luck tomorrow."
At this time Feng Shuyi came up to Meng Fei and asked in a low voice.
"Brother Meng, what are you doing? Why are you making dumplings stuffed with coins?"
Meng Fei grinned and explained: "Putting coins in dumplings during the Chinese New Year is a traditional custom in the north. There is a little story behind it. It is said that a long time ago, there was a famine, the farmers had no harvest, and the people were living in misery.
During the Chinese New Year, an old woman saw children shivering in the cold outside her house. She couldn't bear it, so she mixed the little flour she had left into dough and prepared to make dumplings for the children.
But he was afraid that the children would have no food to eat after this meal, so he washed his few remaining copper coins, and wrapped them in the dumplings.
Thanks to the kindness of the old woman, those children survived the difficult winter. Later, they all became rich and came back to repay the old woman.
This incident was widely circulated and became a famous story.
Since then, people have put coins in dumplings every year when they make them for good luck, hoping to bring good luck and fortune.
Feng Shu's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this.
"Hahaha!! I'll have to eat a few more of them now, so I can make a fortune next year!"
Everyone seemed eager to try, and they picked up coins from the table and started wrapping them up.
Everyone was thinking about eating dumplings, so they worked faster and finished wrapping the remaining dumplings in just half an hour.
While everyone was making dumplings, Second Aunt had already boiled the water.
Rows of dumplings, like little white fat men, couldn't wait to jump into the steaming pot, splashing a wave of heat.
The fire in the boiling pot went out instantly after the dumplings were put in.
But as the fire of firewood at the bottom of the pot roasted the dumplings, they soon began to roll happily again.
After boiling for two times, the dumplings were cooked and floated on the water in a plump white shape.
Second Aunt picked up a dumpling, placed it on the plate, and poked it lightly with chopsticks.
Like balloons, the plump dumplings deflated in an instant.
Then Second Aunt used chopsticks to split the dumpling in half. Seeing the stuffing that had been stewed until it was greasy, Second Aunt nodded and shouted into the house:
"Stop talking! Come out and serve the dumplings! Take whichever plate you like!"
Hearing Second Aunt's call, everyone ran into the kitchen excitedly, waiting eagerly for Second Aunt to serve the dumplings.
When the last plate of dumplings was served, Erye made a few brief summaries and everyone immediately started eating.
Feng Shu picked up a dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth. After taking two bites, he heard a "crunch" sound and a look of joy appeared on his face.
"Haha, I ate a coin!"
He quickly spat out the coin in his mouth and danced with joy.
"Ouch! That's amazing!"
The others were not to be outdone and quickly ate their dumplings while looking for coins.
Qiubo chewed the dumplings and muttered, "It's hard to find coins here. I feel like every dumpling is tempting me."
Everyone laughed.
Everyone was in high spirits, with shouts of surprise and coins being found one after another. Laughter and joy echoed in the house, and the strong New Year atmosphere filled the air. This meal of dumplings not only filled our stomachs, but also filled us with expectations and wishes for the New Year.
At this time, Qiu Bo was the only one on the table who had not eaten the coin.
This made Qiubo very angry. He kept looking back and forth in the dumpling plate, trying to find any clues of the coin.
"This drum! This must be there!"
"This one has a bulge! It's probably there!"
"This one is black inside! It must be!!"
"This... um... I really can't eat any more..."
Qiu Bo had a look of despair on his face. In the end, he couldn't eat anymore and reluctantly put down his chopsticks.
Among all the people, Qiubo ate the most, eating nearly two plates of dumplings. In the end, there were still two left because he couldn't finish them anymore, so they were left on the plate.
One of the dumpling skins had been boiled to pieces, with the greasy dumpling filling leaking out. It looked unappetizing and there was no way a coin could be hidden inside, so Qiubo ruthlessly discarded it.
The other one, who was obviously Feng Shuyi's, had a crooked look and was not very good-looking, and was also ruthlessly abandoned by Qiubo.
(I have made up for it. Tomorrow's post may not be published on time. I am very touched by your concern in the comments. Thank you all.)
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