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Chapter 0365 – Are You Praying for the New Year or Rubbing Rice?!!

New Year’s Eve.

Yang Zhe almost pressed the phone’s boot button and couldn’t see it light up.

Holding a screwdriver, he studied his phone for half a day.

Good guy, you can’t see a single screw.

Forget it, wait to buy a new one from the Internet.

Yang Zhe returned to his bedroom, took out the card, and replaced it with an old mobile phone that had been eliminated before.

At this moment, the doorbell of Yang Zhe’s house was rung.

Qin Ziang walked in wrapped in a thick down jacket with a warm smile on his face.

“Uncles and aunts, I’ll give you an early life.”

“Oooh, well…”

Yang’s father and mother Yang looked at each other, and said in their hearts that the New Year greeting is not tomorrow morning? This Xiao Qin is also too positive, and their family has not yet begun to burn incense.

At the same time, Yang Zhe, who heard the voice, came out of the bedroom and glanced at Qin Ziang, his expression was also surprised.

“Why are you here?”

“I’m here to greet the New Year, Happy New Year, Wishing you prosperity.”

“New Year’s greetings are tomorrow morning, have you drunk too much?”

Qin Ziang pulled his arm aside: “Eh, what do you eat Chinese New Year’s Eve your family?” ”

Yang Zhe frowned and thought for a while: “Dongpo elbow, flower carving chicken, red stewed lamb chops, Sixi balls, sweet and sour carp…”

“Stop, stop!”

The saliva in Qin Ziang’s mouth flowed to his feet.

Okay guys, are you playing with me here?

“Serve me a bowl and I’ll taste it too.”

“What for a bowl?”

“Leftovers!”

Yang Zhe was happy: “Who do you look down on, do you think that dish can be left?” ”

Qin Ziang was stunned for a moment: “Then your family always has to make dumplings, right?” Tomorrow’s portion, cook me a bowl! ”

“I’m going to send the king of the stove to heaven later, according to custom, you can’t start the fire tonight, how can I cook dumplings for you?”

“I have to send the stove king, how can I forget this.”

Qin Ziang was a little depressed.

Because according to the customs of Anmen City.

On the Chinese New Year’s Eve night of Chinese New Year’s Eve, every family had to send the king of the stove to heaven to see the Jade Emperor to make a year-end report.

The king of the stove will clearly explain the good and evil deeds of the family, and reward good and punish evil in the coming year.

People in the northern region will also smear melted honey on the mouth of the king of the stove when they send the king of the stove.

This behavior is to make the mouth of the king of the stove a little sweeter, and the words are a little better waiting to amuse the Jade Emperor, and there will be more blessings in the coming year.

But because the king of the stove is in the sky, he can’t start the fire tonight.

On the first day of the new year, you have to seal the knife and wrap the blade in dough to please the head.

Qin Ziang originally wanted to come over and rub the bowl of dumplings, but he forgot about it.

At this moment, Mother Yang carried three plates and placed them on the offering table in the living room.

There are three dishes on the plate, one pulling silky sweet potato, one pulling shredded yam and one pulling shredded apple.

Qin Ziang smelled the sweetness in the air, and the saliva he had just held back gushed out again.

“This is for the Stove King?”

“Well, it’s all sweet, let him talk dessert when he gives the Jade Emperor Dadi a year-end summary.”

“You did it all?”

“Yes.”

Yang Zhe took out a lighter, lit an incense candle and kowtowed three times.

At this time, Qin Ziang was still staring at the three dishes on the table, and he couldn’t help but make a sighing sound in his mouth.

With Yang Zhe’s craftsmanship, he made three silk pulling.

Good fellow, when the king of the stove goes to the sky, his small mouth is not sweet and greasy?

“Old Yang, with your craftsmanship, I guess the Jade Emperor’s mouth will also be sweet, right?”

“？？？？？”

Yang Zhe looked at him incredulously: “You mean to say that the Stove King Ye and the Jade Emperor kissed each other?” ”

Qin Ziang: “???? ”

“We grew up together, and I didn’t even find you with such a dirty guilt.”

“, I’m using a clever metaphor to praise your craft!”

Yang Zhe laughed: “Okay, you don’t have anything else, or do you want to keep a vigil with me?” ”

Qin Ziang pouted: “I still have to go home to keep vigil, by the way, when will you eat tomorrow morning?” ”

“Around half-past six, what’s wrong?”

“I’ll bring my parents over for the New Year and do more.”

“？？？？？”

The New Year greetings in Anmen City are relatively early.

Generally, around seven o’clock, the streets are full of people who say congratulations.

Therefore, breakfast usually starts at half past six, and when it is finished, it will start to sneak through the door.

So early the next morning, Yang Zhe got up at six o’clock and started making breakfast.

On the first day of the new year, you cannot move a knife or sweep the floor, which is a custom that has been passed down for thousands of years.

So the meal on the first morning of the first day is boiled dumplings, and the fried goods fried years ago are stewed together.

With bean sprouts, fungus, cabbage, plus fried tofu, fried lotus root, fried crispy meat, fine powder meatballs, potato balls.

A large pot is filled with aroma.

Dumplings are even more exquisite.

Yang Zhe bought a large piece of lard fat from the vegetable market two days ago… Then the oil is refined with fire and the oil fat is refined into lard residue.

Then chop the cabbage and carrots and mix them with the lard residue to form a filling.

Such a filling would have been eaten only by poor people.

Because lean meat in ancient times was very expensive, and no one wanted to eat oil fat at all.

But it’s the New Year, no matter how bitter it is, you have to see a little fishy.

Therefore, many poor families went to buy lard fat and came back to practice lard residue to make dumplings.

The lard residue mixed in the filling is moist and flexible.

A hot mouthful, the oil residue with the aroma of roasting can simply make people beautiful to the sky.

Especially when the teeth are chopped with oil residue, the slow aroma of meat instantly spreads in the mouth.

The oil residue itself is forced out by high-temperature roasting.

Therefore, there will be a concentrated pork aroma in the oil residue.

Wrapped in dumpling filling and eaten, the deliciousness is simply bursting.

Bang bang.

Just as the dumplings of the lard dregs came out of the pot, the door of Yang Zhe’s house was knocked, and Yang’s mother, who was sitting in the living room with melon sugar cubes and melon seeds, looked up at the clock and looked a little puzzled.

It’s only six ten?

Why is it so early to greet the New Year today?

Mother Yang went to open the door and found Qin Ziang standing at the door with his parents.

“Auntie, we’re here to pay New Year’s greetings!”

“Ziang, come and come, please sit down!”

Mother Yang let them in, and said in her heart that she had already worshiped last night? It was my amnesia.

But before she could serve tea to the guests, the doorbell rang again.

“Auntie, happy New Year, we are here to greet the New Year.”

“3.0, haven’t eaten yet? Coincidentally, we didn’t eat either. ”

Wang Linhua took Su Xiaoqing into Yang Zhe’s door, rubbing his face without concealment, and then, the doorbell rang again, and then rang again.

Uncles and aunts, cousins and cousins.

There were also more than a dozen colleagues from the trade union, and even Leader Hu came.

Everyone worshipped the New Year seriously, but the saliva at the corners of their mouths was not serious at all.

After a long while, they looked at Mother Yang in unison.

Looking forward to her words: Everyone has not eaten, let’s eat together.

In the blink of an eye, the time came to seven o’clock.

Relatives and friends who really came to the door came, but before they could send their blessings after entering the door, they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

I saw it in the living room of the Yang family.

Dozens of people squatted, sitting, standing.

Everyone is holding a bowl of dumplings and a spoonful of stew in their hands, and they are purring and eating…