Jinghua little cook

Chapter 188: Lidong Festival

Lidong didn't serve dumpling bowls, and no one cared about freezing his ears.

Three days before Lidong, other people's families were busy with Dongzang, but Lu Xiling didn't have this trouble at all, and devoted all her attention to dumpling stuffing.

The taste at home is too inconsistent.

Wei San likes to eat steamed dumplings filled with prawns, Bean Sprout likes to eat dumplings stuffed with mutton and shallots, Xiao Dong and Liang Chen have no objections, they can eat anything.

So, after thinking about it, Lu Xiling decided to make dumplings with two flavors, one with steamed shrimp and one with stir-fried mutton.

Wei San scratched his head and said, "Miss Boss, don't work for me. I'll just say it casually. I'll just eat mutton! In my hometown, I don't eat steamed dumplings with shrimps every year."

Lu Xiling cast a glance over.

Wei San has successfully hooked her greedy worms out, how can she not eat them?

The filling of shrimp dumplings is no different from that of ordinary dumplings. The difference lies in the outer skin. The crystal clear dumpling skin is soft and elastic, which can be said to be the soul of shrimp dumplings.

Early in the morning, Lu Xiling got up to roll the dough.

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

Shrimp dumpling skins are made of wheat flour and tapioca flour. Tapioca flour has become a must-have item in restaurants since the shop began to serve bubble tea with sweet water.

The sound of Lu Xiling rolling the dough was so loud that it could be heard across the courtyard wall. The coachman from Yongwang's Mansion next door came over after listening to the sound.

Bean Sprout led in, smiling at everyone.

"What kind of delicious food is Boss Lu doing here?"

Because of the people gathering in front of Yongwang Mansion, for a period of time, it was Lu Xiling who provided food and drink for the palace. The people inside did not dare to come out casually, and they would be surrounded when they came out. If they were blocked, they could not say anything. I can't go back.

The coachman Lao Zhao was one of them, and in the past, Lao Zhao was Bai Ye's exclusive coachman, so he was more familiar with Lu Xiling.

Old Zhao smelled the aroma wafting from the kitchen, swallowed his saliva and hoped: I don't know when his prince will marry Boss Lu in, Boss Lu's craftsmanship is so good!At that time, the food standard of the palace will be doubled again!
But right now, he can't go beyond the rules, he can't lick his face and call her Wang Fei, he has to be called Boss Lu.

Lu Xiling tightened the dumpling wrappers and said with a smile: "There is nothing special today, just eat dumplings."

"Dumplings are good. I haven't eaten them for a long time, so I just want this one."

Lu Xiling smiled without saying a word.

Take a closer look, what you said seems to be wrong. The people of this dynasty eat dumplings for all solar terms, which means that it is only twenty days away from the last time they ate dumplings?

"It's finished washing." Bean Sprouts came over with a dustpan, and Lao Zhao stretched out his head to look inside, and immediately beamed with joy: "Is this going to be wrapped in dumplings?"

There are copper coins, celery pieces, sugar cubes and flowers in the dustpan.

Copper coins represent wealth, celery represents diligence and wealth, honey represents sweet life, and flowers represent prosperity and good luck.

Lu Xiling would like to call today's dumplings "Full of Fortune Dumplings".

Old Zhao looked cheerful and said, "It's just that the jujubes and peanuts are missing."

Lu Xiling smiled and said nothing. Compared with the things that will happen in the future, what she wants more is the monstrous wealth.

"Oh, I will never learn how to make dumplings in my life, Ah Ling—" Bean sprouts frowned and said, "I just can't make this stuff well, or you should teach me to roll the wrappers, so as not to waste dumpling stuffing." .”

Lu Xiling refused.

Making dumplings is actually similar to confrontation. In a word, if you are strong, he will be weak, and if you are weak, he will be strong.

Don't be afraid to do it, let's follow it every time, but you can't always follow the meaning of the dumpling wrapper.

Bean Sprout tried according to Lu Xiling's teaching, and said, "Oh, it's like practicing Tai Chi."

Lu Xiling nodded.

On the other side, Dong Dacheng laughed and said: "Brother, does this count as cheating? He eats more steamed dumplings with shrimps. He must be lucky enough to eat it."

Dong Dacheng is the youngest in the family.

According to their seniority, children are used to calling them Third Brother Wei and Second Brother Liang Chen.

Wei San also felt very embarrassed, and made him a special dumpling with shrimps. He was already very sorry, and he was inexplicably lucky to eat those.

Lu Xiling said: "You all eat more blessings, you are blessed, even I am blessed!"

"A Ling said it the other way around, you should be the one who is lucky, and we are the ones who are blessed!" Bean Sprout laughed.

Empty emerald wet clothes.

One side of the room is eating dumplings, and the other side is Qingdi, who has fasted and bathed, and is preparing to lead all civil and military officials to welcome the winter in the northern suburbs.

Song Zhuoyu accompanied the emperor as a historian.

As the saying goes, companions are like companions to tigers, and the scribes of the former dynasty still have lingering fears about the wrists of this iron-blooded king. If they were historians, they might not be able to keep the ball around their necks, so no one would think about this errand.

But Song Zhuoyu was different.

Emperor Qing looked over the distant mountains, and his eyes shifted to a piece of withered yellow on the plain, with thick smoke and melodious smoke, it should be burning straw.

"How are the winter clothes arranged?"

Song Zhuoyu raised his head habitually, and while he was still in a daze among the pines, he heard the people around him say: "The winter clothes given to the refugees by the emperor have already been distributed, and the government has also arranged for people to visit the orphans and widows in the city."

Emperor Qing nodded slightly.

Song Zhuoyu was in a trance for a while, and took a pen to write down one by one.

When the wind blows, there are bursts of fragrance.

The northern suburbs are empty, and it is the imperial palace, so it should be because they can't smell the aroma of food.

Song Zhuoyu paused at the tip of his pen, attracted by the fragrance, and couldn't help but tilt his neck in the direction of the fragrance.

The shadows of the trees on the roof of the house in the distance are slightly cool, and the autumn wind is filled with the fragrance of wheat flowers, just who knows who's wheat rice is so fragrant.

The officials around him clasped their hands and said, "Master Song's words are wrong. How can a family's meal be so fragrant? This is the fragrance of wheat from thousands of households. Thanks to the blessing of the saint, the harvest of the common people this year has increased by [-] to [-]% compared to previous years."

It was the emperor's daily concern for the common people to eat and clothe themselves warmly. Hearing this fragrance and hearing the official report, Emperor Qing's heart was at ease.

But he privately thinks that the servant of the household department said that what Song Zhuoyu said was not comprehensive, but the servant of the household department must have never eaten the food of Yueling Restaurant to say that "the family's food is not so delicious".

Emperor Qing smiled slightly.

The team continued to go up to the top of the mountain.

Lu Xiling sneezed, and couldn't bear the chilly wind that blew into her neck. Finally, she refused to ask for grace, and we had to ask for warmth.

Although the yard is not big, the family enjoys themselves happily, and their small life is also very comfortable.

Dong Dacheng was wearing the new clothes made by Lu Xiling, and Liang Chen and the others were bowing to each other.

Although it is the beginning of winter today, the courses in the academy cannot be delayed. The children cherish these hard-won happiness very much.

Lu Xiling came out wearing a tight-fitting Hu suit, and was carrying a bundle of repairs in her hand.

Today, every household is slaughtering chickens and sheep, making seasonal sacrifices early in the morning, commemorating the ancestors on the one hand, and rewarding themselves on the other hand.

A bunch of cultivation is not a rare thing in this world, it is just a wish of my own, which probably proves that Xiao Dong did not choose the wrong person, and his life is not bad now?

Several people were chatting and laughing, when a boy outside the courtyard suddenly shouted: "Dacheng! It's too bad, all the students in the academy have been poisoned!"

　Sorry buddy, I feel guilty for being scumbag these days, so I will inform everyone today that there should be only one update until Thursday.

　　I will be hospitalized next Monday, have surgery on Wednesday, and should be able to leave the hospital on Friday, and double shifts will come at that time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)