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    Xinhu first cooked his own local vegetable-flavored dumplings, and only cooked a dozen or so, one or two per person.  Let everyone have a taste of this first.

    Because there is no vinegar or soy sauce, the taste of boiled dumplings is all in the filling.  In addition to the pickled wild boar and local vegetables, she also added some green onions to enhance the flavor.

    To eat the sauce for dumplings, she made a small bowl of peanut chili oil.

    This was the most troublesome, because Miss You didn¡¯t dare to use it too freely, otherwise she would have to make a bowl of chili oil and save it to eat later.  She first fried a handful of peanuts with a little oil, then smashed the peanuts with a knife. While there was still a little oil in the pot, she put the crushed chili noodles and two peppercorns in and sauteed them until fragrant, then added a little boiling water.  , just made a small bowl of ingredients for dumplings.  This is her customary way of eating.  In modern times, she would also add coriander, garlic powder, soy sauce and vinegar to make it taste even better.

    Dabao and Amao ate dumplings and soup. The taste was relatively light and more suitable for children's spleen and stomach.

    But the sauce was very fragrant, and the little guys kept staring at it. Jiang Dashan took a dumpling and added some sauce. After tasting it, he said, "Well, it's really delicious. Ah Hu, your sauce is really good. It's delicious."  .¡±

    "It's delicious, it's really delicious." Ping'er didn't forget to praise it while eating.  The filling is filled with meat and the skin is pure noodles, so it tastes particularly delicious.

    ¡°It¡¯s not enough, we still need to eat.¡± After everyone finished eating, they all shouted.

    "Don't worry, don't worry, there's still more in the pot." Xin Hu said with a smile.

    "It would be better if there was more oil and a little vinegar." Xin Hu tasted it herself and said with some regret that the taste of this soup was still much worse than what she had made before.

    ¡°Remember the jealousy and bring a jar back with you next time you go out.¡± Jiang Dashan ordered Dalang in succession.

    "Okay. I'll write it down tonight." Dalang responded and started to attack the second dumpling.

    The second pot was made with leek flavor, and more than ten were cooked.

    Having eaten both flavors, Xin Hu asked: "How do you like it? Which one is better?"

    "I think local vegetables are more delicious." Dalang said.

    ¡°I actually think the leeks taste better.¡± Jiang Dashan smiled.

    The tastes of the two are fundamentally different.  Ping'er, Dabao, and Amao also expressed their opinions.  As a result, these two kinds of traps are basically liked half and half by everyone.  In other words, next time I make dumplings, I have to make them in two flavors.

    "Actually, the leek-flavored version is more delicious when fried." Xin Hu said.

    She likes to eat fried dumplings, especially the chive-flavored ones, which are fried in different ways to make them more fragrant.  If it tastes like cabbage, it actually tastes better when steamed than boiled.  It's a pity that there is too little oil, so she doesn't dare to fry the dumplings, so she should just cook them honestly.

    "Next time you go out, buy a jar of oil and come back." Jiang Dashan added.

    "It's time to buy some more oil, at least light an oil lamp." Dalang said.  It's dark at night at home, which is very inconvenient.  Xiao Shitou's family and Xie's family both had oil lamps, but theirs didn't.  However, those two houses rarely turn on their lights and would not light them unless absolutely necessary.  Just ordered it for a little while one night.

    "I want a candle." Xin Hu said quickly. She felt that the oil lamp was not bright at all. The so-called "rudou" was really like a light the size of a soybean, not as good as a candle, and there was less smoke when lighting a candle.

    "Okay. I'll buy candles too." Jiang Dashan said good-naturedly and asked Dalang to write them down one by one.

    After eating his own dumplings, Xin Hu also cooked some of Xiao Shitou¡¯s and Xie¡¯s dumplings. After tasting them, everyone agreed that other than the other people¡¯s dumplings being better looking, the taste was not much different.  However, Xinhu's version is more delicious, mainly because of the small bowl of ingredients.

    ¡°Look, they say that if someone else¡¯s buns look good, but our buns don¡¯t look good, they still taste the same.¡± Xin Hu said with a smile.

    "Three adults in the Xie family make dumplings, and two adults in Xiao Shitou's family. When it comes to making dumplings, a family of children in the Chen family will definitely not be able to match the craftsmanship of the adults.  So she deliberately packed bigger bags to save time and effort.

    ¡°That¡¯s right, we¡¯ll have to take care of the big ones next time.¡± Dalang said with a smile.  When he took the dumplings to the Xie family just now, the three women of the Xie family were still busy. It can be seen that making the dumplings beautiful and compact will waste more time.

    Jiang Dashan ate three large bowls in a row and drank two bowls of soup. He was so full that he could hold on.  The two little guys, Dabao and Amao, also ate one dumpling of each kind, which added up to a lot. They also drank a bowl of soup each, and their bellies were bulging.

    "Good guy, this meal is real." Jiang Dashan smiled.  Even the meat and soup could hold him up.  He took the two little ones out for a walk??

    "Simple is simple, but if we hadn't watched Ah Hu do it like this, we wouldn't have known that these wild vegetables could be pickled and eaten slowly." Sister-in-law Xie said with a smile.  She is quite confident about the taste of her own recipe. After all, she has been learning from Xin Hu for a while, and she has made great progress.

    "That's enough. Put it in the house and you can take it out to taste in a few days." After Xin Hu finished speaking, he stretched, picked up the empty basket, and went to the shallow water to pick up clams.

    Making pickles is a very simple thing for her, but she can¡¯t really tell how they taste.  She remembered that she had taught several people how to make sauerkraut before. They made the same ingredients and the same method at the same time, but the taste was different for everyone.  Some people make it taste good, and some people make it taste bad.  She looked at Aunt Zhang, then at Sister-in-law Xie, wondering which of the two made the better food?

    "There's no need to pick up so many? You haven't finished eating what you raised a few days ago. Let's pick it up again tomorrow." Sister-in-law Xie said quickly when she saw that Xinhu's basket was full.

    ¡°It¡¯s just, it¡¯s everywhere, just come and pick it up when you want to eat.¡± Aunt Zhang also said.

    ¡°Clams can¡¯t be eaten all year round. They can only be eaten in spring.¡± Xin Hu explained.

    Mussels are also eaten in season. You cannot eat them after spring because the mud in the intestines will get on the meat and cannot be washed away. It tastes like mud and sand in your mouth.  So let¡¯s eat more while we can.  Put them in a basket and keep them in water. The clams will not die, but because they cannot come into contact with mud, they are also very clean.  After all, it can be eaten as meat, and both adults and children like to eat it.

    Once they heard that they couldn¡¯t eat it after a while, Aunt Zhang and Sister Xie quickly went to pick it up again.  Feed more, stay and eat slowly.

    Xinhu put the clams he picked up into a basket and tied them in the water to raise them. When he raised his head, he found that Aunt Zhang and Sister Xie had gone to pick them up again. He couldn't help but smile and shake his head.  If you make too much, you won¡¯t be able to finish it all, and after the season, the clams will no longer be plump and delicious.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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