v2 Chapter 332： Sincere sister-in-law

Now that the rice dumplings are out of the pot and Jiang Feng peeled the leaves and put them on the plate, the salted duck eggs should naturally be served.

By the time Jiang Feng went out with her sister-in-law, Grandma Jiang had touched the table with a smile on her face.

The staff at the Mahjong table has also changed significantly. Zhang Weiyu and Qi Rou have already retired from the game. The new ones are Chen Suhua and Jiang Weiming. I just don't know that Sang Ming is under pressure among these three Mahjong friends who are over 200 years old. Not big.

Seeing Jiang Feng came out with two plates of dumplings, the others also went to the kitchen to help with dumplings. Various shapes and shapes vary, and some even don't look like rice dumplings or glutinous rice balls. The rice dumplings are put on the table, cut into two halves, and golden salty duck eggs follow, and they are watching all the time. Everyone playing mahjong or trying to take the opportunity to fall in love stretched out their chopsticks.

Ji Yue picked up a pair of chopsticks and poked at a strangely ugly but closest to her.

Ji Yue bit down and Jiang Feng, who was sitting next to her, noticed that she had bitten the meat. Although this dumpling is ugly, the meat in the bread is not small. Jiang Feng speculated that this dumpling should be Jiang Zaide's bag.

The beauty and ugliness of the sister-in-law on the table is very clear. Basically, only the sister-in-law of Grandma Jiang and Chen Suhua is in line with the normal people's aesthetics. The dumplings of the two of them are very different-Chen Suhua, as a northerner's dumpling, is small and exquisite, showing a small triangle shape. Grandma Jiang, as a Southerner's dumpling, has two of Chen Suhua's dumplings, Yangtze River Delta type, and one can serve ordinary female college students for a meal.

Wu Minqi wo n’t pack dumplings, but just tried it at the beginning and found that it did n’t work. Later, she went to help Ji Xue peel the beans. I did n’t see Chen Suhua and Grandma Jiang dumplings, but she simply relied on the instinct of beauty Hold the chopsticks to the Yangzi-shaped dumplings closest to her grandma Jiang.

"Qiqi, eat this. The zongzi I peeled first should be cold." Jiang Feng poked a zongzi produced by Chen Suhua with chopsticks and put the zongzi in Wu Minqi's bowl.

Wu Minqi was a little puzzled. She remembered that Jiang Feng had stripped several of his sister-in-laws first, and the youngest sister-in-law had stripped them last.

"That **** is my grandma's bag. My grandmother's **** ... compared ... really." Jiang Feng explained in a low voice.

Grandma Jiang's dumplings are more than honest. If the dumplings are cold, they can be eaten directly as sticky rice.

Most people pack rice dumplings based on their feelings, and stop when they feel that they are almost there. Grandma Jiang Baozi is filled with the chopsticks to poke, and then poke it tightly, then poke again, poke out the gap and add more. It is more wasteful than ordinary rice dumplings. Grandma Jiang will pack dumplings like this because the Jiang family is in a special situation. Nearly ten big fat boys can eat it. The family will eat dumplings for several days before and after the Dragon Boat Festival. If you do n’t pack the dumplings, To be more compact, Grandma Jiang has to pack the dumplings for two or three days.

This also caused the zongzi to have almost no taste except for the meat. A zongzi combined meat zongzi and white glutinous rice dumplings. The fragrance of zongzi and glutinous rice was there but always after eating the meaty portion. Can not help but some gaps.

Therefore, in order to make the whole dumplings have a meaty flavor, the Jiang family does not use white water for cooking dumplings, but a broth.

Before eating dumplings, the Jiang family always had a few meals of slightly fatty braised pork. Eating the remaining broth became the key to making Grandma Jiang's delicious meat dumplings.

Today, the meat soup produced by Mude, Grandma Jiang is as honest as ever.

Jiang Feng swept around their table, only Qi Rou was eating grandma Jiang's dumplings, and it was a bit difficult when she picked them up. It seems that her young teeth are not very good.

After searching for a lot of rice dumplings on the table, Jiang Feng finally found the ugly and uncharacteristic rice dumplings she had wrapped in her eyes, and quickly poked into her bowl with chopsticks.

When he packs, he picks the meat very carefully, fat and thin. Although ugly, it must taste particularly good.

Ji Yue finished eating the rice dumplings in her bowl with a few mouthfuls, and thought of the meat taste in her mouth a little bit, but thinking about the numbers on the weight scale this morning, she controlled her desire to eat a second one ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Start chatting with people in order to distract from thinking about eating dumplings.

"What will we do in a while?" Ji Yue asked, knowing that the dumplings at noon today were just appetizers, and the highlight was to wish Jiang Weiming his birthday at night.

And eat hot pot.

"People here are going to cook in the kitchen. If you don't mind, you can handle the hot pot ingredients tonight. Didn't Sang Ming bring two pieces of Mahjong? You can still play Mahjong." Jiang Fengdao , Bite a big mouthful of meat, chewed a few times and swallowed his stomach, "Why don't you eat it."

"... I'm full." Ji Yue worked hard to control herself from looking at the **** on the table.

"Have you eat salted duck eggs? This salted duck eggs are particularly delicious. You see, they are all yellow, but the protein is a little salty." Jiang Feng warmly recommends salted duck eggs that no one cares about for the time being.

Ji Yue hesitated, and decisively stretched her hand to half of the salted duck eggs that had been cut.

He noticed that Jiang Shouyu and Jiang Zaide had already solved the second one, and they were using the same eyes as the falcon looking for prey to look at the few mules left on the table.

"German, the **** in the middle of the market is your own bag." Jiang Feng said with friendship.

Jiang Zaide was overjoyed, and chopsticks poked away his large piece of meat.

Wu Minqi also finished the small meat soup in the bowl.

"Qiqi, do you want a bitch?" Jiang Feng asked.

Wu Minqi nodded, and picked out of the only nine mules left on the table. Eventually, he picked a ugly man with no Jiang family characteristics, making it difficult for Jiang Feng to judge who the mules were from.

"I want that!" Wu Minqi pointed at the sister-in-law who was furthest away from her, Jiang Feng got up and helped her pinch the sister-in-law.

Ji Yue turned her head silently, she felt a little flash on her right.

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