Chapter 71 Delivering Meals to the Military Camp

Jiang Rou was quick with her hands and made more than thirty Qingming rice cakes in one breath.

Zhou Xiaochuan and Zhou Xiaohua were also very energetic and kept rolling the small green balls. Although they were of different sizes, they looked better and better.

Just when the mother and her two children were busy.

Zhao Guifen, who lived in the next house, knocked on the door and walked into their yard.

"Sister Rou, what delicious food are you cooking? I've been smelling the delicious food coming from your house next door for a long time. I'm so hungry... You don't know how long I've been holding it in at home. I couldn't bear it anymore, so I came here... Show me, show me! What delicious food are you guys preparing?"

Zhao Guifen still has the same impetuous personality.

As soon as he entered the door, he started talking like the beans spilled, saying everything that was on his mind without holding anything back.

Then she turned her eyes and saw the bamboo sieve that was already filled with things.

On the bamboo sieve, there are green balls neatly placed together.

There are also beautiful and exquisite Qingming rice cakes, which are plump like the moon and arranged neatly.

Jiang Rou also placed a basil leaf under each green dumpling.

In this way, the green rice dumpling will not stick to the bamboo sieve and can be easily picked up.

Jiang Rou rubbed her hands, stood up and greeted Zhao Guifen, "Sister Guifen."

At this moment, Zhao Guifen was already shocked by the scene before him.

This was just one morning, and Jiang Rou actually did so much in one breath, and... and... and...

"What the hell is this?"

Zhao Guifen looked at the green, small ball-like thing in amazement.

She is a native northerner. After coming to the south, she went directly to the island and had no chance to understand the customs and culture of the south.

Zhao Guifen, who came from a secluded little village, knew nothing about what was happening before her.

It was a novelty and shock.

Jiang Rou didn't think Zhao Guifen was ignorant. It was simply because the country was too big and there was a big difference between the north and the south. It was normal for people to have different eating habits.

Jiang Rou introduced, "Sister Guifen, this round thing is called Qingtuan, which is like a dumpling, and is Qingming rice cake."

"Qingtuan? Qingming rice cake?" Zhao Guifen's eyes widened in shock. "It's so green... is this something edible?"

The dough filled with mugwort juice looks green and is very different from ordinary food.

Zhao Guifen was so puzzled.

"It's edible, just like steaming buns, just steam it for fifteen minutes and you can eat it. This green one is made with the juice of Artemisia selengensis and mugwort... The filling inside is pickled vegetables and bamboo shoots..."

Jiang Rou carefully explained the raw materials needed to make Qingtuan and the production method.

She had a clear voice and a gentle tone, and she spoke neither too fast nor too slow, which made Zhao Guifen nod repeatedly.

Jiang Rou said again, "Sister Guifen, I've almost finished cooking it and will steam it soon. Do you want to try one?"

Zhao Guifen waved her hands hastily, "That's so embarrassing..."

…

Twenty minutes later.

In the Zhou family's yard.

A circle of small benches.

Not only Jiang Rou, Zhou Xiaochuan, and Zhou Xiaohua were sitting there, but also Zhao Guifen and her two children, Da Huzi and Er Huzi.

Everyone held a steaming green dumpling that had just come out of the pot.

"Wuwuwu! It's so hot!"

"Ah ...

"Mom, this thing is green, can I really eat it? Will I be poisoned if I eat it?"

Da Huzi and Er Huzi had never seen Qingtuan before. They held them in their hands, looked at them, and smelled the fragrance, but they did not dare to eat them casually.

After all, children in the mountains all know that the brighter the color of the mushroom, the more poisonous it is and should never be eaten casually.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Guifen reached out and patted Erhuzi on the head.

"Erhuzi, this was made by your Aunt Jiang with great effort, and you didn't even say thank you when she gave it to you. What nonsense are you talking about!"

Erhuzi was taught a lesson. He shrank his neck, lowered his head and dared not make a sound.

Da Huzi is the eldest brother. He is older and braver.

What is poisonous or not.

At most it's just diarrhea.

Anyone who doesn’t eat something this delicious is a fool!

Awoo——

Just like that, Da Huzi took a big bite.

After taking this bite, his face immediately distorted and he hissed.

“Ahhh…it’s so hot…”

Even if the outside of the qingtuan is cold, the inside is still hot.

Da Huzi kept exhaling while chewing the green dumpling over and over again in his mouth, and he was reluctant to spit it out.

At the scalding temperature, his tongue tasted a delicious flavor.

"… Delicious! Wow! Mom, this is delicious!"

Da Huzi swallowed it hastily and immediately shouted to Zhao Guifen.

When Zhao Guifen heard this, she became anxious. Is it really that delicious?

She took the qingtuan, blew on it a few times, and took a bite.

Qingtuan is made of glutinous rice flour. After being steamed, the glutinous rice flour becomes soft and chewy. When you bite into it, it feels like eating soft sugar paste.

The qingtuan itself has no taste, but it has a fresh aroma of mugwort.

Just when I thought the food was bland, the pickled vegetables and bamboo shoots in the filling exuded an incomparable flavor.

The salty vegetables are sour and salty. The bamboo shoots are crispy and have a meaty flavor.

There are also diced dried chilies that Jiang Rou specially put in it, which also gives it a unique flavor.

The softness of the green rice dumpling and the sourness of the pickled vegetables and bamboo shoots create a rich taste that is quite delicious.

"There's meat! Sister Rou, there's actually meat in the dumpling you made!"

Zhao Guifen is a rough person. She cannot describe the soft, sticky and chewy taste of the meat. She can only say that it is her favorite meat flavor.

Jiang Rou smiled faintly.

"Sister Guifen, I only added a little bit of minced meat, not much."

Zhao Guifen couldn't hide the smile on her face, "Delicious! So delicious! Sister Rou, your cooking is so delicious!"

After Zhao Guifen praised them repeatedly, several people started to eat the qingtuan.

Jiang Rou took care of Zhou Xiaohua, tore a hole in the middle of the green dumpling, blew inside, and then let her eat it with peace of mind.

Zhou Xiaochuan ate the one he made himself.

Small, ugly, and crooked.

The little wolf cub ate it secretly, wanting to destroy the corpse.

But after taking this bite.

So soft and delicious!

A taste you've never had before, spreading on the tip of your tongue.

Even though it’s an ugly green dumpling, the dough and filling are both made by Jiang Rou herself, and it’s just as delicious.

A group of people, one by one, couldn't stop eating.

Zhao Guifen felt embarrassed to eat too much, so after eating two, she looked at the green rice dumplings and smelled the fragrance still coming from the small kitchen.

She sighed.

"Sister Rou, your qingtuan is so delicious, but it's such a pity that Captain Zhou can't have it. How about this, let's go to the military camp to deliver lunch at noon."

Jiang Rou was stunned and raised her head, her eyes full of hesitation and excitement.

She wondered, "Can we deliver food to the barracks?"