I am a national treasure, who am I afraid of?

Chapter 256 Making Dumplings

The reason for doing this is because Gu Cang was worried that mother Xiong Jian Jia and Hada would develop an appetite for the ditch-toothed flying squirrel.

Don't think that Ligouya Flying Squirrel can get along with Erha and Lulu in peace on weekdays, it's because of familiarity, and Erha and Lulu are still young, so they won't show aggressiveness.

On the other hand, Jian Jia and Hada are different. These are adult giant pandas, who usually eat vegetarian food and occasionally eat meat. Although the ditch-toothed flying squirrel is a member of the flying squirrel family, in general, these small vegetarian beasts have a strong taste. Basically everything is okay, not afraid of [-], just in case, in case Jian Jia and Hada want to have sex or something... the ditch-toothed flying squirrel who likes to wander around, there is no guarantee that it will not die because of it.

This visit should be said to be a test, to test the attitude of the two giant pandas, and let the ditch-toothed flying squirrel get acquainted with the two giant pandas by the way.

Now it seems that Hada is not interested.

Jian Jia... Uh, don't make trouble, this is not a giant panda cub!
Gu Cang struggled to pull the Flying Squirrel out of Jian Jia's arms, but the Flying Squirrel stretched its arms towards Jian Jia, not wanting to leave at all, not knowing that it was a beast that could become a natural enemy.

Go back, throw the ditch-toothed flying squirrel back into the carton nest, and then return to the duty room.

After the four girls had finished chatting, Han Ziyao and Qin Yiren left, and Sister Wei didn't stay long. Although she had a rest in the morning, she was still tired from the journey, so she went to rest immediately.

Gu Cang didn't run to the bed this time, he was on the other side of the sofa, where Dai Xiaoxiao made a small bed, got into it, and soon fell into a dream.

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the next day.

The atmosphere is a little different, New Year's Day.

Speaking of which, many Chinese teachers now tell students that the Spring Festival is a traditional festival in our country, but New Year’s Day is not. It is estimated that many people have fallen into this multiple-choice question and cannot extricate themselves.

Why, why is New Year's Day not a traditional holiday?

At the beginning, Gu Cang did a lot of research, and finally came to the conclusion: New Year's Day is not a traditional festival, but "New Year's Day" is a traditional festival-in general, the so-called New Year's Day we celebrate now used to be January 1912st of the lunar calendar. However, since the Republic of China in 1, it was changed to January 1 of the Gregorian calendar. In 1949, China was established, and January 1 of the Gregorian calendar was also used as New Year's Day. Therefore, New Year's Day is also called "Gregorian year" in China.

The Spring Festival now refers to the first day of the first month of the lunar calendar, but in the past, from the time of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, it refers to the time period. The traditional Spring Festival refers to the festival from the twelfth lunar month or the stove on the 23rd and 24th of the twelfth lunar month. Until the nineteenth day of the first lunar month.

Both have been changed. It can be said that the former New Year's Day was renamed the Spring Festival, but the current New Year's Day is the Gregorian calendar year after the adoption of the Gregorian calendar in modern times, that is, the new festival.

Draw the key points - please write it down in a small notebook.

Although it is not a traditional festival, Chinese people still attach great importance to this festival, at least more than festivals like Chongyang.

The Gregorian calendar year has become popular, and naturally, the Gregorian calendar year will also be regarded as the beginning of a new year.

When Gu Cang woke up, the windows were still closed, so he couldn’t see whether it was dawn outside, but Sister Wei and Dai Xiaoxiao had already woken up, and they were gathered in the duty room at this time, and they didn’t know if they had fed the giant pandas. Instead, there was a cutting board, and Sister Wei was skillfully cutting things.

thump, thump, thump... the wide kitchen knife rises and falls, and the sound is beautiful.

Xiong turned his eyes and glanced at it. Before he could see what Sister Wei had cut, he felt his eyes sore, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

Damn...onions?
Gu Cang regained his energy, rubbed his eyes, sat up halfway, and continued to look at the past: the cutting board was lying on the table, this is an old cutting board, not the current plastic products, but wooden, can't see What kind of wood did it come out of? Anyway, it was very solid. There was meat beside it, which was minced meat long ago. There was also a porcelain basin covered with a flat lid. If I guessed correctly, the noodles should be waking up inside.

thump, thump, thump... The sound of chopping vegetables is heard intermittently. This is physical labor, and the arms and wrists are prone to soreness after a long time. Moreover, the things being chopped are onions and cabbage. It is not easy to judge, and the eyes are sore.

"Good job, today you are lucky. You probably haven't eaten the dumplings made by Sister Wei since you were born, right?" Dai Xiaoxiao looked embarrassed, "I'll tell you, it's very good."

"When I was in Wolong, I always missed you, Xiaoxiao, but I never missed anything. Now that I'm back, I finally realized...Xiaoxiao, Suhe and Wolong are the only ones who are flattering. " Sister Wei joked, when she felt that the vegetables were almost cut, she put down the kitchen knife, put the vegetables into a piece of cloth, formed a ball, and took it out to filter the water.

Dai Xiaoxiao knows how to make dumplings, but now Sister Wei won't let her intervene, and has to make the stuffing herself. She seemed boring when she saw Gu Cang wake up, so she just sat over, hugged Gu Cang in her arms, and began to ravage her.

Gu Cang didn't struggle, he could take a breath of European energy early in the morning, and he would feel full of energy throughout the day.

Sister Wei was talking while making stuffing, and she was also teaching Dai Xiaoxiao when she was talking, such as how much salt, whether to add monosodium glutamate, etc., one person and one bear listened carefully. respond.

Dai Xiaoxiao studied very seriously, maybe the atmosphere in the winter is sad, this kind of weather tends to lower the emotions of people or things... Gu Cang can understand what she means.

Although Sister Wei is called Sister Wei, her grade is not too young. She is in her 40s, and the statutory retirement age is 55, but the law is a law. In the zoo, many people tend to retire early because they are too tired.

There will definitely be nothing wrong in the past two years... Dai Xiaoxiao is purely sentimental.

Gu Cang twisted his body and glared at Dai Xiaoxiao: "Paralyzed, get your dirty hands away!"

Looking down, I saw a lot of flour on my body.

Continue to make stuffing over there. When it was almost finished, there was a sound of walking outside. Soon the door opened, and it was already bright. Qin Yiren and Han Ziyao walked in. Seeing this posture, Han Ziyao smiled and said: "Oh, it's here!" It's not the time, it's time to work."

Qin Yiren said lightly, "But you can't even make dumplings."

Han Ziyao was taken aback, then turned her head slowly, and covered her left chest with one hand: "My heart is pierced, old iron."

Qin Yiren ignored her and went straight to the bathroom to wash her hands. After washing her hands and wiping them clean, she came to Sister Wei. Dai Xiaoxiao was also ready, and watched Sister Wei cut them into small balls and rolled them into small pieces. Pick up a small piece of round dough very neatly, dig out a mouthful of stuffing and wrap it in, and with a gentle pinch, the dumpling is formed.

"I want to play too, and... let's make a dumpling and put coins in it. Doesn't it mean that whoever eats a dumpling with coins will have good luck?" Han Ziyao was very excited, and escaped a coin from his pocket, "It just so happens that I Here's one."

"Wash and go."

"oh oh."

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　We also lost, alas, to our dying youth... although the baby is only 20 years old.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)