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Chapter 74 Traditional Chinese Medicine Dumplings

    On New Year's Eve, the sky was gray early in the morning.

    The dark clouds are getting thicker and thicker. Look at it, it may be the first snow this winter.

    Lin Qian and He Yangxuan were picked up by their grandfather early in the morning. They killed a chicken, a duck, and a goose each, and chose a fat fish. Grandpa took out the semi-finished meatballs prepared the day before, and after a night of fermentation, the original half pot has become a full pot.

    Heat up the oil and fry the balls one by one with your fingers until golden. Lin Qian and He Yangxuan used tweezers to pick out the feathers of the freshly killed poultry, and they could smell the aroma of the meatballs coming out of the pot.

    Grandpa made a lot, three big pots. This can be eaten as a snack, and it can be stored for ten or eight days. It’s fine to put more in He Yangxuan’s space. Take it out and eat two when you have time. This stuff is delicious, but it is troublesome to make, that is, during the Chinese New Year, it is rare for grandpa to be more diligent.

    He Yangxuan couldn't bear it anymore, watched his grandfather's movements, and grabbed a handful of meatballs and went back while his grandfather was not paying attention. He turned his head and took two steps, when he received a scoop on the back of his head, He Yangxuan turned his head and smiled at his grandfather, and slipped back to the dining table with a few small steps.

    Lin Qian looked at He Yangxuan with his eyes, not knowing what to say to him, so He Yangxuan put a ball into Lin Qian's mouth first.

    Lin Qian chewed the meatballs and teased, "How big is he?"     " No matter how

    old you are in front of our master, you are still a child, right?"

Fineness.

    He Yangxuan ate one himself, and looked at Lin Qian with a smile.

    The meatballs were fried, and the family didn't want to think about lunch after eating the meatballs. In the afternoon, I prepared all the fillings for making dumplings, and wrapped them at seven o'clock in the evening, and cooked them for New Year's Eve dinner at eight o'clock.

    The older generation doesn't know the rules, but this habit was formed by watching the Spring Festival Gala. Because the Spring Festival Gala starts at 8 o'clock, the family will prepare the New Year's Eve dinner before then, and then cook dumplings at the beginning, and the family will gather together to watch the Spring Festival Gala to spend the New Year.

    No one cares what the Spring Festival Gala looks like, because when the family gets together, the Spring Festival Gala is just the background music to enhance the atmosphere.

    So no matter how bad it is, no matter how much criticism is made on the Internet, the Spring Festival Gala is still the most watched program of the year.

    It's a pity that I don't want to see it now. Even if this year's Spring Festival Gala comes as scheduled, there is no electricity here.

    After the dumpling stuffing is adjusted, put it inside the fresh-keeping. Lin Qian glanced out through the window, and at some point, a few snowflakes floated outside. This is the first time snow has fallen in the bitterly cold winter months.