My portable world of mixed farmers

Chapter 565 New Year's Eve
A big iron pot, a big stove, and a big steamer are all Dong Shanhe's kitchen utensils.

There are more than a dozen large porcelain bowls on a table, which were purchased by Dong Shanhe. Not everything Dong Shanhe can make himself, he still needs to scan a thing from the beginning to the end in the space, understand It can only be made with the principle, that is to say, in the space, Dong Shanhe is not a god.

Although it is the top ten bowls, Dong Shanhe did not strictly prepare according to the top ten bowls. In fact, the top ten bowls are just an imaginary number, ten is more, not necessarily ten.

Of course, the traditional top ten bowls are still made strictly according to the rules, because in the eyes of many old people, only the traditional top ten bowls are the top ten bowls, and now the improved ten bowls are no longer the top ten bowls. The restaurant said it was ten bowls, but if all the dishes were ordered, there would be at least forty or fifty dishes.

The traditional top ten bowls in Qicheng are one bowl of vegetarian food and one bowl of locust. The first bowl is whitebait and white fungus soup; the second bowl is stewed hoof with stone fungus; The fifth bowl is eggplant pancakes; the sixth bowl is heavenly river fish; the seventh bowl is roasted pork slices with peanuts; the eighth bowl is bacon fried with garlic; .

Not all the dishes here are steamed, only some of them are steamed, but there are still quite a few that need to be cooked.

Of course, the top ten bowls in Qicheng are not limited to only one routine. As far as Dong Shanhe knows, there are at least two other routines. Chicken, two chickens with an orange in the middle; Sanyuan Jidi, which is actually glutinous rice balls stuffed with sesame seeds; Everything Ruyi, which is actually sweet and sour carp; Wuzi Dengke, which is actually five kinds of coarse grains such as red dates, chestnuts, corn seeds, yam, Purple Potato; Deer and Crane Tongchun are actually mung bean and lily soup; Qilin Songzi is actually egg dumplings; Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea is actually kelp pork rib soup;

There is another ten-bowl cuisine, braised wild pork, Yongshou chicken, Shenquan fish, small crispy meat, grilled lamb chops, old tofu soup, seasonal vegetables, steamed ribs with wheat kernels and pork bone broth
Qicheng's top ten bowls include sea, land, air, poultry, mountain and herbal cuisine. The combination of meat and vegetables is excellent, braised in soy sauce, steamed and cold in Wenbao, hot and sour, sweet and salty cooking methods are available, and the utensils are rich in nutrition.

In the end, Dong Shanhe chose some of his favorite dishes among the nearly [-] dishes to be steamed, including steamed pork ribs, steamed fish, steamed meat, Wuzi Dengke and so on.

When Dong Shanhe prepared all the things, he put them into the cauldron one by one, "ignite the fire and cook." When he was a child, Dong Shanhe often cooked with fire. At that time, he was still in the countryside, and the stove at home Dong Shanhe has to sit down almost every day, and now he suddenly has a feeling of more than 20 years ago.

There was a pile of firewood piled under the stove, burning raging flames, and soon water vapor came out of the steamer.

Dong Shanhe also brought his daughter-in-law over, let her sit beside him, looked at him, and held her son in her arms.

"Son, you will definitely not use the stove in the future. Take a look now. When you grow up, you will never see me again." Dong Shanhe whispered while pointing at the stove while hugging his son .

Liu Miaomiao, who was sitting in front of the stove, rolled her eyes, but what Dong Shanhe said was true. After Dong Zhiyuan grew up, he really didn’t know what a big iron pot stove was, especially the bellows .

After more than half an hour, Dong Shanhe brought out all the dishes. Apart from these dishes, other Dong Shanhe has also been prepared, just waiting for a while to eat.

"This dish is good, you should make it more often in the future." "This dish is also good, you should make it more often in the future." Liu Miaomiao commented while eating.

"I know, I know, I still talk so much after having a meal." Dong Shanhe felt so tired holding his son, and his daughter-in-law didn't let him worry too much. It was rare that he was so busy, and he didn't know how to feel sorry for himself.

Liu Miaomiao had already noticed Dong Shanhe's sullenness, and when he returned home in the afternoon, Dong Shanhe enjoyed his wife's utmost tenderness, what?You mean little guy?Asleep of course.

"Tomorrow will be New Year's Eve, how time flies!" Lying on the sofa, Dong Shanhe sighed endlessly.

Last year before the Chinese New Year, I got space, and last year my life also underwent earth-shaking changes. After a year of development, I am no longer the same person I was last year.

I don’t know why Dong Shanhe always thinks more and more, but the more he thinks, the more tired he feels. The device was thrown aside.

"Why? I haven't watched it yet?" Liu Miaomiao, who was watching a TV series, asked dissatisfied.

"Of course I went to bed. Didn't you check the time? It's already eleven o'clock." Dong Shanhe stared at Liu Miaomiao with his eyes wide open.

"It's only eleven o'clock, why are you going to sleep now?" Dong Shanhe hugged Liu Miaomiao before he finished speaking.

"Nonsense, what are you going to do if you don't sleep, let's go!!!" With a bang, the bedroom door was closed and everything became quiet.

On New Year's Eve, at eight o'clock in the morning, Dong Shanhe woke up on time. Although he had worked hard for more than an hour last night, he was still full of energy, while Liu Miaomiao was listless.

"It's all you, it's all you, it's all you big villain, get out of here quickly." Liu Miaomiao, who was taking care of the little guy, saw Dong Shanhe wake up, and immediately punched him several times.

"Ah, ah, I don't know who didn't beg for mercy yesterday?" Dong Shanhe was hit by a pillow thrown by Liu Miaomiao before he finished speaking, so he had to put on his clothes and make breakfast.

After a hasty breakfast, Dong Shanhe drove Liu Miaomiao to his hometown, because it had been agreed that everyone would come back to his hometown on New Year's Eve.

When Dong Shanhe was still on the road, he received a call from his father and uncle, asking when he would come over.

The uncle also asked Dong Shanhe what ingredients he brought over by the way, but he was waiting for Dong Shanhe's ingredients to make lunch.

Generally speaking, Qicheng's rules are to eat lunch, which is the busiest, and dinner is relatively less important.

This is different from other places. Whether it's New Year's Eve or Mid-Autumn Festival, even if it's marriage and childbirth, noon is the most important.

While driving the car, Dong Shanhe said to his uncle, "I'm already halfway there, and I'll be home soon, and you can see what ingredients I brought right away."

"Is it okay for you to drive? When I came here just now, the road was full of cars." The uncle asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's New Year's Eve today, can we avoid traffic jams?" Dong Shanhe said with a smile.

In fact, he has a headache right now. There are a lot of cars on the national highway, and the speed of his own car is not as fast as that of a battery car, but there is no way. From Qicheng to the south, there are a total of five coal mines. There are subsidence areas everywhere along the way to the south of Qicheng. Unless Dong Shanhe can fly, he can only drive slowly.

"Then hang up the phone. Be careful when driving." The uncle thought that Dong Shanhe was just like him, so he took the phone to talk to himself.

"It's okay, uncle. This is my car phone. I'm driving with both hands now, so it's safe." Dong Shanhe explained to reassure my uncle.

The two chatted for a few more words before hanging up the phone, "It seems that you will also learn to drive in the future." Dong Shanhe said to Liu Miaomiao who was sitting behind.

"What do you want to learn to drive? It's fine if you don't have to drive." Liu Miaomiao asked back, leaving Dong Shanhe speechless.

"If you learn to drive, you can choose any car in the garage and drive whichever one you want." Dong Shanhe lured Liu Miaomiao with the thirty or forty cars in his garage.

"Could it be that if you can't drive, you can't sit? It's not like I said you have to drive whichever car you drive." Liu Miaomiao didn't give in at all, and continued to hate Dong Shanhe.

Well, when he didn't say anything, Dong Shanhe had no choice but to continue driving with full concentration, and didn't arrive in Qicheng until half an hour later.

Originally, the whole journey only took half an hour, but now Dong Shanhe drove for an hour before arriving home.

But Dong Shanhe knew that the traffic jam was even worse on December 26, because it was a good day. In Qicheng, December 26 can be said to be a good day for marriage, which is comparable to May [-].

My mother also said in the WeChat group that day that there was a traffic jam on the national highway that day, which was more than ten miles long, from the northernmost point of Qizhen to the southernmost point, and the traffic jam stopped in the afternoon.

Dong Shanhe was also glad that he did not choose to come back that day, otherwise he would have been stuck in traffic for a long time.

In fact, Dong Shanhe saw a traffic jam when he was in Qizhen two years ago. The more reason is that the driver is not qualified or particular. Either you intervene or he goes against the road. Anyway, no one will let anyone else , If you don’t let me, I won’t let you either. Generally speaking, if there is a traffic jam, whoever is afraid of the traffic jam, just wait if you have the ability?
Everyone has this kind of thinking, which is why there is such a traffic jam. This reason is not at all the same as that of the imperial capital, which is a traffic jam with a lot of cars.

"Xiaohe, if you don't come again, we will starve to death at noon." Dong Shanhe just walked into the gate, the uncle yelled.

"Isn't it here? There are too many cars on the road. It's not ten o'clock yet, so it's not busy." Dong Shanhe was not worried at all.

"I'm waiting for you. I've almost done the other dishes, so I'm just waiting for your ingredients." Looking at the big and small bags in Dong Shanhe's hand, the uncle asked seriously "What are you holding?"

"Uncle, you will know if you see for yourself." Dong Shanhe put two big bags on the ground and said to his uncle.

"Hehe, this is bamboo fungus. If you roast the old goose, it tastes good. You can make it." "This is morel mushroom. I didn't expect you to knock this thing down. It's so big, okay. At noon, let’s make another pork bone soup with morel mushrooms and dendrobium.” Basically all fungi are suitable for stewing soup, and morel mushrooms are no exception.

"This tiger's palm mushroom can be stir-fried with Jinhua ham. It tastes very good." "The matsutake is best grilled directly on charcoal. We don't seem to have charcoal grilling equipment at home." Looking at a large bag of fresh matsutake, Uncle is feeling itchy, after all matsutake is the tastiest when grilled directly over charcoal, but this restaurant doesn’t seem to have this equipment.

"Uncle, I brought fruit charcoal, don't worry, since I brought all of them, I still have something to prepare, I still have something in the car, I'll go get it again, Uncle, hurry up and prepare!" Dong After Shanhe and his uncle finished talking, they turned around and went to the car to get the ingredients.

In less than 2 minutes, Dong Shanhe brought two more buckets of ingredients, this time two big plastic buckets, which were the ingredients that Dong Shanhe found in the space last night, including his own brother The horseshoe soft-shelled turtles to eat, as well as various delicious ingredients such as large green prawns, crayfish, perch, whitebait, shad, etc., of course, various seafood, oysters, small yellow croakers, groupers specially prepared by Dong Shanhe Fish, sea cucumber, abalone and so on.

"Why did you bring so many fish? There are five or six kinds of fish. Can we still eat so many fish in one meal?" The uncle glanced and saw that there were six or seven kinds of fish in the two big plastic buckets.

"Uncle, there is more than enough every year. There are three kinds at noon, and three more at night. Besides, there are so many people in our family, can we still eat?"

Isn't it just a few fish? If I and Liu Miaomiao eat freely, the two of them can finish it, but there is no need to do so.

"Okay, then I'll start cooking." The uncle saw that the ingredients were ready, so let's start cooking.

Just two steps away, my uncle suddenly remembered, "Where is the bighead carp? Didn't you bring it?" Bighead carp is a fat-headed fish, and it is also a must-have for making fish heads with chopped peppers.

"Of course I brought it here. If I didn't bring it here, how can I eat the fish head with chopped peppers." Dong Shanhe really brought a bighead carp, which weighed at least [-] catties.

When Dong Shanhe came back with a big plastic bucket again, the uncle was helpless looking at the bighead carp, "You might as well let our family have a whole fish feast for lunch." This bighead carp weighing more than 20 kilograms , Even the fish head has one-third of the weight, and the weight of seven or eight catties is not small.

"I still have to find a suitable iron pot." It is impossible for a small iron pot to cook the seven or eight catties of fish head, so I can only find a larger iron pot.

Fortunately, when we moved, my grandma put away everything, including two large iron pots, one for six and one for twelve.

"Uncle, I'm here to knead the noodles. Let's cook together." The reason why Dong Shanhe wants to knead the noodles is of course to prepare the chicken noodle pancakes that will be made later, stewed chicken noodle pancakes, which is a local dish in Qicheng. The famous dish is also an indispensable dish on New Year's Eve.

The rooster crows all over the world, and there must be chickens and fish on the Chinese New Year's table. Without these two, it cannot be called the Chinese New Year.

"Okay, I'll call your brother back later, let's make it together." He said while packing up the ingredients.

The tradition of Dong Shanhe's family is that men cook. This habit has been passed down from his grandfather to Dong Shanhe's generation. As for whether his children and nephews will cook in the future, I don't know.

(End of this chapter)