MTL - Dali Temple Small Dining Room-Chapter 384 Chicken Porridge Brown Sugar Pie

  Chapter 384 Chicken Porridge Brown Sugar Pie

  Although everyone wants to watch the night, there are very few people who really keep watch all night without closing their eyes.

When Wen Mingtang woke up the next day, he found that he was lying on the couch with his clothes covered, his body was covered with a thick blanket, his head was confused for a moment, and he remembered that he fell asleep like this with his head tilted at some point in the middle of the night after talking. .

  Looking up, I saw the glutinous rice **** close at hand at a glance. Looking at the look of the eyebrows stretched and the slight snoring sound, I knew that I was sleeping soundly at this time.

   It must be that she hasn't slept well for many days. Tang Yuan slept very soundly this time, and she hasn't woken up yet.

  Wen Mingtang gently moved the thick blanket on Tang Yuan's body, and walked to the couch.

   Pushing the door and going out, I saw a bright sky.

   The first day of the first month of January was a fine day.

  The sound of firecrackers outside was crackling non-stop, and from time to time there were one or two auspicious greetings for the New Year coming from outside.

  In such a lively and festive atmosphere, the Yuan family, who was doing funeral affairs, was not as quiet and desolate as it was a few days ago, as if it was somewhat tainted with this joy.

  Wen Mingtang went to the hall to see Zhao You after washing up, Zhao You was also soundly asleep at the moment. On the side tray, shells of melon seeds, peanuts, pine nuts and other nuts, crumbs of pastries and pastries, and empty teapots after drinking are all placed there in an unsteady manner. It is obvious that last night was "full and full". Fell asleep.

Looking at the thick floor beneath him, Wen Mingtang didn't wake up Zhao You, but just carried a charcoal basin into it, and then went forward to replace the burnt candles and incense in the hall with new ones. went to the kitchen.

  Last night, I ate a big New Year’s Eve dinner, and I ate nuts and snacks until midnight. I ate a lot of big fish and meat, so I won’t be greedy for food this morning.

Wen Mingtang listened to the auspicious New Year's greetings from outside, and took out the half chicken left over from yesterday's saliva chicken, preparing to take "chicken" and "auspicious" homonyms, and make a smooth chicken porridge with the meaning of "auspicious" , and make a few more brown sugar pies that mean "sweet new year".

  Because the other two people in the house were sleeping soundly, no one disturbed Wen Mingtang when he was cooking the morning meals. It is not difficult to make chicken porridge, but it is a little more troublesome.

Put the chicken in a casserole and simmer until cooked, remove it and soak it in cold water. After it cools down, apply sesame oil, then take the liver, intestines and other chicken debris into the previous chicken soup and cook it before removing it. Only then can the soaked rice be cooked. Pour into the chicken broth and simmer.

   Once you get to this point, you just have to wait.

  Wen Mingtang covered the casserole pot and started making brown sugar pies.

  Peanuts are added to the interior of the brown sugar flow heart, which not only adds the nutty aroma of peanuts, but also adds a layer of long-lived fruit's meaning of "longevity" to the good meaning of "sweetness".

  Wen Mingtang was very satisfied with the first meal of the New Year's Eve, to be able to eat an auspicious, sweet and long-lived morning meal.

  In fact, there are many things that can be done today. Many people in Darong have the habit of going to temples to pray for blessings on the first day of the first lunar month.

  But at this time, they have other things to do, so they don't want to join in the fun.

  It was the end of the day when Tang Yuan and Zhao You woke up. Although they slept until the sun was three poles above, they had really slept enough.

   After stretching their waists, the two got up one after the other, washed up in a hurry, and then instinctively followed the fresh and strong smell of chicken porridge to the kitchen.

  Compared to the richness of yesterday's New Year's Eve dinner, today's morning meal can be said to be much lighter.

  Light but equally alluring.

   After the two sat down, they took the chicken porridge Wen Mingtang handed over. The white porridge bottom is boiled until it becomes sticky, and the rice grains have already boiled and bloomed. Just looking at its color, it seems that it is not much different from ordinary white porridge. In the middle of the white porridge bottom, shredded **** and chicken pieces are placed, and green onions are dotted around.

  Looking at the so-called chicken porridge, it seems that white porridge is eaten with chicken, but for some reason, the aroma of this porridge is particularly strong.

   After receiving the chicken porridge from Wen Mingtang, he picked up a spoon and was about to scoop up a spoonful and put it in his mouth, when a plate of palm-sized pies covered with sesame seeds was handed over again.

  The two quickly picked it up, and then heard Wen Mingtang pointing at the chicken porridge and pies with a smile and saying: "Auspicious and happy new year, sweet and sweet, long life!"

   It's really a good sign for January! The two responded with a busy smile, and then hurriedly lowered their heads and ate the morning food.

  When the first mouthful of white porridge was put into their mouths, the two of them knew that they had misread it: what kind of white porridge was this glistening white porridge bottom? Because it is stewed in chicken soup, compared with ordinary porridge, the taste is extra delicious. Before eating, Master Wen also specially poured half a spoonful of sesame oil. In this way, the aroma of sesame seeds completely stimulated the deliciousness of the chicken. It makes people move their index fingers.

The chicken porridge in the mouth is delicious, and the chicken is tender and smooth. Although the morning on the first day of the first month of January was lively, the weather was still cold, but after eating half a bowl of chicken porridge, the warmth spread from the stomach to the limbs, and the whole person immediately It warmed up, and the little drowsiness that was left had completely dissipated.

  Half a bowl of fresh chicken porridge filled their stomachs, and lifted the spirits of the two of them, reaching for the palm-sized pie made by Wen Mingtang.

  Because the skin is covered with a layer of cooked white sesame seeds, the aroma of sesame seeds mixed with the aroma of toasted wheat has poured into the nose before the mouth.

The two opened their mouths and took a bite. Although the bite was big or small, they all bit into the inside of the brown sugar peanut. The stuffing is Master Wen's signature - brown sugar flowing heart stuffing.

   Needless to say, the sweetness inside, coupled with the crispy outer shell, paper-thin skin, and a slightly tough outer skin inside, really makes people want to eat one after another, and can't stop eating.

Just a mouthful of salty porridge and a mouthful of sweet biscuits, after the morning meal on the first day of the first lunar month, the two burped, then got up, and Zhao Youzifu went to the mourning hall to guard them, and by the way, to protect the two of them. Then he helped Wen Mingtang clean up the kitchen.

  Although there are many kind-hearted uncles and aunts in the neighborhood these days, today is the first day of the first lunar month, and there is a folk custom that whatever you do on the first day of the first lunar month, you will do it all year round. Therefore, this day is focused on doing festive things and staying away from white things.

   Because of this, none of the uncles and aunts who helped out on weekdays came over.

  No one came, so there was nothing to do except carefully add incense and candles in the mourning hall.

Except for three meals a day, they ate melon seeds, nuts and snacks, and chatted nonchalantly. The three of them went from whether Zhao You had a rare girl, to whether Wen Mingtang wanted to think about it after Zhao Sishan left the palace. Si moved out to live with Zhao Sishan, and then chatted about whether the public kitchen's takeaway stall could continue to operate in the next year.

When I started the time, the time went by very fast, and it would be night in the blink of an eye. Zhao You, who had been eating all day, suddenly remembered something, and asked Tang Yuan: "Why is that A Bing not here today?" Come?"

  The smile on Tangyuan's face that was still smiling at first faded away.

  (end of this chapter)