Chapter 72 New Year's Eve
After He Chuan came back, he helped Su Tao decorate the house. Two days passed in a flash, and the next day was New Year's Eve.
Since they didn't have to go to bed during the Lunar New Year holiday, Su Tao and He Yanzhi slept in until the third watch, getting up around noon. Su Tao changed He Yanzhi into the red cotton-padded jacket he had bought two days earlier and braided two high ponytails for her, making her look as adorable as the doll in the painting that year.
He Chuan was used to getting up early, and he had already cleaned the house inside and out early in the morning.
Su Tao took out He Chuan's red men's cotton-padded jacket and handed it to the man to change into. The man put on the red cotton-padded jacket and looked reserved, like a groom about to marry his bride. Su Tao couldn't help laughing out loud.
There is still a lot to do in Su Tao today. He needs to put out the candies and fruits he bought in advance, and prepare the food for the New Year's Eve dinner.
The task of arranging the candies was handed over to He Yanzhi. It was almost noon and time was running out. Su Tao planned to make some dumplings and eat them for lunch before having a big dinner in the evening.
Su Tao took out an enamel basin, poured in flour, added a certain proportion of water, cracked a few eggs, and stirred everything together. Then, while waiting for the dough to rise, he went to the vegetable garden and cut a large bunch of chives, washing them and chopping them.
"He Chuan, can you help me chop the pork?" Su Tao took out the Wuxi meat and put it on the chopping board. It would be better to let men do such physical work, otherwise her hands would be crippled from chopping the meat.
He Chuan dropped his work, washed his hands, and went to the kitchen. Without a word, he started chopping the meat. Men are very efficient, and he finished chopping it in no time.
Su Tao mixed the minced meat with the leeks and added salt, MSG, pepper and other seasonings.
Then let the dough rest, roll it into a long stick, cut it into small pieces, sprinkle some dry flour on it, flatten it with your hands, and roll it into thin slices with a rolling pin. Finally, put all the dumpling wrappers on a plate.
Su Tao brought the bowl of mixed meat filling and dumpling wrappers and placed them on the eight-immortals table in the hall, and called He Yanzhi over, who had already arranged the candies.
"Yanzhi, bring an enamel plate over here, let's make dumplings together."
"Oh, great." The little girl quickly washed her hands, found two enamel plates and rushed over excitedly.
The little girl watched as the dumpling wrappers were folded and pressed in Su Tao's hands, and they magically turned into big fat ingots.
He Yanzhi's eyes lit up, and she couldn't wait to try it herself. She imitated Su Tao's method, reached out to pick up a dumpling wrapper, scooped in a large amount of filling, folded and pressed it, but found that the filling was leaking out from both ends of the dumpling wrapper, and she couldn't close it no matter what she did.
Su Tao looked at the little girl's flustered expression and said with a smile: "You packed too much stuffing. You didn't control it well at the beginning. Put less."
Wrap the dumplings intact and arrange them neatly on a plate. Cook one plate first, which is enough for lunch, and leave one plate to cook in the evening.
After eating dumplings, Su Tao dragged He Chuan and Yan Zhi to the village entrance for a stroll. It was said that the village had prepared a lot of activities for the Spring Festival, including lion dances during the day and a stage for opera performances.
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