As the saying goes, "Food is the most important thing for the people", and China people's love for food may be second to none in the world. Take the Spring Festival as an example. The Spring Festival is our favorite and most important festival. Eating is definitely a highlight of the Spring Festival.
The Spring Festival lasts more than 20 days, from the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month to the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first month. Almost every day, everyone wanders in the ocean of all kinds of delicious food. The dazzling array of Spring Festival food not only entrusts people with the joy of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, but also carries the joy of our family reunion, national prosperity and people's safety.
As soon as the twelfth lunar month arrives, the drama of playing rice cakes from house to house begins. The women washed the glutinous rice that had been soaked for a long time and cooked it in a pot. Several strong young men lined up to play rice cakes. Only heard "out of the pot!" The women put the cooked glutinous rice into a stone mortar. A strong man immediately swung the mallet to hit the glutinous rice in the stone mortar, and another person needed to cooperate to turn glutinous rice balls. You hammer, I turn, so tacit, so harmonious.
About ten minutes later, the boy with rough glutinous rice became a handsome white flour scholar under the fate of the mallet. Smooth glutinous rice balls was invited to the chopping board from the stone mortar, and the next work will be given to a master with 20 years' experience. I saw that his hands kept rubbing, rubbing and pressing, and the dough seemed to hit it off with him, obediently tossing with him.
When the full dough became long, I saw him pulling hard with a thin white thread. After three, five and two times, he pulled a glutinous rice balls into several rice cakes with the same size, length and width. The assembly line process is not over yet, and the last finishing touch is given to me.
I picked up the seal engraved with the word "Fu", dipped it in red water (edible) and gently printed it on the rice cake. In the sun, the white rice cake is inlaid with the bright word "fu", which means that the coming year will be higher and higher.
Adults look forward to good wishes for the coming year. I was greedy, grabbed a shapeless steaming rice cake in one hand, heavily dipped it in a sesame sugar bowl and eagerly put it in my mouth. Small mouth wrapped in rice cake, chew hard. The rice cake is tough, and the sesame leaves fragrance, which makes me speechless.
The name China on the Tip of the Tongue should be familiar to everyone, and my family also staged China on the Tip of the Tongue.
I heard that my grandparents were in jiaozi, and I, a veritable idle person, had to shine, so I hurried over to help. I rubbed my hands, took off my gloves all the time, grabbed a dumpling wrapper, followed my grandfather's example, turned around and pinched it, and added stuffing to it. Finally, I pinched an edge like magic, and the stuffing was honestly "lying" inside. Unexpectedly, there will be "wrinkles" in jiaozi. I started to "deal with" it, and the more I squeezed it, the worse it got. Instead, I broke a hole. I threw jiaozi to my grandmother and wanted her to help me with plastic surgery. "No, you can do it yourself," my father stopped me. "Someone said just now ..." My face suddenly rose like a drop of blood. I grabbed jiaozi and said, "Look at this, I will! I am innocent! " "I see your face is black and blue!" My cousin made fun of me. With a snort of cold, I learned to roll jiaozi in the water like grandma. A smooth jiaozi was born! I looked at my father, but he stood not far away and looked at me cheerfully. I suddenly realized that he was using a provocative method and gave him a firm look, so I continued to work hard. Many things happen. Under the guidance of my master Ziyang, the white and tender creature has made various changes and made a new face. She became the shape of a rabbit and the shape of love. She became my "Jiang's Creative jiaozi Group!"
"Cook jiaozi!" With grandpa's cry, jiaozi was taken to the kitchen. We put jiaozi in the pot, and jiaozi cooked in the pot one by one.
Wait, hope, the new jiaozi is here! A few minutes later, everyone reached for the plate at lightning speed and wolfed down. I am no exception. After so many hours of hard work, I have waited for this moment. I took a plate myself and swallowed it in a short time. These are not enough to plug my teeth. I poked my cousin: "Look! Ash machine! " When my cousin's eyes were floating in the sky, I seized the opportunity to pick up jiaozi and radish stuffing from his plate, and quickly sent them to my mouth one by one and slipped into my stomach. By the time my cousin found out, the plate was empty and I had escaped.
Grandma's jiaozi is fragrant and delicious, and the fragrance reaches people's hearts. The faint fragrance surrounds the tip of the tongue, giving people a taste of the year, the taste of the year on the tip of the tongue!
Every New Year's Eve, my father will fry some meatballs to prepare for the New Year's Eve. He first put a large piece of meat on the chopping block, chopped it and chopped it constantly. With the sound of "bang", the meat turned into paste. My father asked me to prepare six duck eggs, six small packets of biscuits and two spoonfuls of flour. While stirring duck eggs, I asked my father inexplicably, "Didn't I always use eggs in previous years?" How did you change them into duck eggs this year? " He said with a smile: "This is a native duck egg from the countryside, which is thicker and more nutritious than eggs, and the fried meatballs are softer and more beautiful." I suddenly realized.
Dad cut the biscuits into pieces, put them into the stirred duck eggs, then add flour, a little water and salt and mix well. Finally, add minced meat and stir quickly. The skin of minced meat is coated with a layer of uniform yellow, and the meat and eggs become thick and fragrant, which makes people can't help but imagine the delicious taste after frying.
Dad lit the stove and poured a lot of oil into the pot. When the oil gradually warmed up, small bubbles came out one after another, making a "squeaky" sound, and then he could start frying meatballs. He grabbed the minced meat from the big bowl with his left hand, clenched his fist hard, squeezed out a small ball, scraped it clean with a spoon and gently put it into the oil pan. One by one, meatballs gather together and jump. After a while, when the meatballs are golden in appearance, take them out with chopsticks, so that the meatballs are ready. The smell in the kitchen is overflowing, and I can't wait to taste it. Crispy outside and tender inside, delicious.
Dad put some meatballs in the stew and drew a beautiful stroke on the ordinary soup. In a short time, the New Year's Eve dinner was also completed. Rich dishes and colorful colors are pleasing to the eye and mouth watering. The whole family sat around the table, admiring dad's cooking while eating, especially the meatballs, which were unique. After dinner, we sat in front of the TV, watched the Spring Festival Gala, ate melon seeds, talked about this year's programs and shared the fruits of grabbing red envelopes. The room is full of warm and peaceful atmosphere.
The taste of the year is like oil, which heats up in love; Nian tastes like meatballs, brilliant in love. Some people say that the New Year in China is not as lively and human as it used to be. But I don't think so. The flavor of the year only changes with the times. From SMS, phone blessing to QQ, WeChat blessing, from sending paper red envelopes to grabbing WeChat red envelopes, the way has changed, but the affection remains the same. The most important thing in the new year is family reunion and enjoying family affection!
On TV, the host shouted "3,2, 1, Happy New Year!" At this moment, colorful fireworks are blooming outside the window. In the sound of firecrackers, the flavor of the year is deeply hidden in every taste bud of mine.