Chapter 336 Honest Zongzi
Now that the rice dumplings have been taken out of the pot and Jiang Feng has peeled off the rice dumpling leaves and put them on the plate, it is natural that the salted duck eggs should be served.
By the time Jiang Feng went out with the rice dumplings, Grandma Jiang had already finished playing around the mahjong table with a winner's smile on her face.
The personnel at the mahjong table have also changed significantly. Zhang Weiyu and Qi Rou have both withdrawn from the game. The new ones are Chen Suhua and Jiang Weiming. I just don’t know that Sang Ming is under great pressure among these three mahjong players whose combined age is over 200 years old. Not big.
Seeing Jiang Feng come out with two plates of rice dumplings, the others were very smart and went to the kitchen to help serve the rice dumplings. The rice dumplings come in all shapes and forms, and some even look nothing like rice dumplings, just a glutinous rice ball. The rice dumplings are placed on the table, cut into two halves, and the golden, oily, salty duck eggs follow closely behind. People are watching all the time. Everyone who was playing mahjong or trying to take the opportunity to fall in love stretched out their chopsticks and ate.
Ji Yue picked up a pair of chopsticks and poked at an extremely ugly rice dumpling that was closest to her.
Ji Yue took one bite, and Jiang Feng, who was sitting next to her, keenly noticed that she had bitten the meat. Although the rice dumpling was ugly, the meat inside was quite large. Jiang Feng speculated that this rice dumpling should have been made by Jiang Zaide.
The contrast between beauty and ugliness of the rice dumplings on the table is very sharp. Basically, only the rice dumplings made by Grandma Jiang and Chen Suhua are in line with normal people's aesthetics. The rice dumplings made by the two of them are very different - as a northerner, Chen Suhua's rice dumplings are small and delicate, in the shape of a small triangle. As a southerner, Grandma Jiang made two pieces of rice dumplings made by Chen Suhua on top of her head. They were in the shape of a long triangle. One of them could cover a meal for an average female college student.
Wu Minqi didn't know how to make rice dumplings. She just tried it at the beginning and gave up after finding it didn't work. Later, she went to help Ji Xue peel beans. She didn't see Chen Suhua and Grandma Jiang making rice dumplings. She just relied on her instinct of liking beautiful things. She stretched her chopsticks towards the long triangle-shaped rice dumpling made by Grandma Jiang who was closest to her.
"Qiqi, eat this. I peeled it off first and it should be cold by now." Jiang Feng poked a rice dumpling made by Chen Suhua with chopsticks and put the rice dumpling into Wu Minqi's bowl.
Wu Minqi was a little confused. She remembered that the rice dumplings that Jiang Feng peeled first were the big ones, and the small ones were peeled last.
"That rice dumpling was made by my grandma. The rice dumplings made by my grandma are... more... realistic." Jiang Feng explained in a low voice.
The rice dumplings made by Grandma Jiang are more than honest. If the rice dumplings are cold, they can be eaten directly as glutinous rice.
Most people make rice dumplings by adding rice according to their feelings, and stop when they feel it is almost done. Grandma Jiang makes rice dumplings by adding more rice and poking it with her chopsticks. When it is firm, she adds more rice. Then she pokes it again. When there are gaps, she adds more rice. The finished rice dumplings are finished. It tastes more chewy than ordinary rice dumplings. Grandma Jiang wraps the rice dumplings like this because of the special circumstances of the Jiang family. There are nearly ten fat boys who can all eat them. The Jiang family has to eat rice dumplings for several days around the Dragon Boat Festival. If the rice dumplings are not wrapped, A little tighter, Grandma Jiang would have to wrap the rice dumplings for two or three days just to make them.
This also leads to the fact that except for the meat part, the rest of the rice dumpling is almost tasteless. A rice dumpling combines the meat rice dumpling and the white rice dumpling made of pure glutinous rice. The fragrance of the rice dumpling leaves and glutinous rice is there, but it always lingers after eating the meaty part. There are inevitably some gaps.
Therefore, in order to make the whole rice dumpling taste meaty, the Jiang family uses broth instead of white water to cook the rice dumplings.
Before eating rice dumplings, the Jiang family always eats several meals of slightly fatty braised pork, and the leftover broth becomes the key to Grandma Jiang’s delicious meat rice dumplings.
Today, there is no meat soup, but the meat rice dumplings produced by Grandma Jiang are as honest as ever.
Jiang Feng glanced around their table. Only Qi Rou was eating the rice dumplings made by Grandma Jiang. It was a little difficult to chew. It seemed that she had bad teeth at such a young age.
After searching among the many rice dumplings on the table, Jiang Feng finally found the ugly and featureless rice dumpling he had made and quickly poked it into his bowl with his chopsticks.
When he was making the buns, he picked the meat very carefully. It was fat and thin. Although it was ugly, it must taste particularly good.
Ji Yue finished the rice dumplings in her bowl in several mouthfuls, savoring the meaty taste in her mouth. However, thinking about the number on the scale this morning, she controlled her desire to eat a second one and started chatting with the person next to her. In order to divert attention from eating rice dumplings.
"What are we doing later?" Ji Yue asked. She knew that the zongzi at noon today was just an appetizer, and the highlight was to celebrate Jiang Weiming's birthday in the evening.
And eat hot pot.
"We in the kitchen are going to the kitchen to cook. If you don't mind, please prepare the ingredients for the hot pot tonight. Didn't Sang Ming bring two pieces of mahjong? You can also play mahjong." Jiang Feng said , took a big bite of meat, chewed it a few times and swallowed, "Why don't you eat it."
"...I'm full." Ji Yue tried hard to control herself from looking at the rice dumplings on the table.
"Have you eaten salted duck eggs? These salted duck eggs are particularly delicious. Look, they are all double yolks, but the egg whites are a bit salty." Jiang Feng enthusiastically recommended the salted duck eggs, which are currently not popular.
Ji Yue hesitated for a moment, then decisively reached out to half of the salted duck eggs that had been cut into pieces.
He noticed that Jiang Shoucheng and Jiang Zaide had already finished the second one, and they were both looking at the few rice dumplings left on the table with eyes like falcons looking for prey.
"Brother De, the rice dumpling near the middle of the plate was made by you yourself." Jiang Feng gave a friendly reminder.
Jiang Zaide was so happy that he stretched out his chopsticks and poked away his large meat dumpling.
Wu Minqi also finished the small meat dumplings in the bowl.
"Qiqi, do you want more zongzi?" Jiang Feng asked.
Wu Minqi nodded and chose from the only nine rice dumplings left on the table. Finally, she picked a rice dumpling that was so ugly that it had no Jiang family characteristics, making it difficult for Jiang Feng to tell who made it.
"I want that!" Wu Minqi pointed to the rice dumpling on the plate farthest from her, and Jiang Feng stood up to help her pick up the rice dumplings.
Ji Yue tilted her head silently, and she felt a slight flash on her right side. It was said that updates would be resumed after the exam on the 8th. If the update was updated, it would fail and the question would be suicide. (Guess what I experienced this afternoon) (How could my dear professional course teacher do such a heartbreaking and cruel thing that the content of the exam is completely irrelevant to the key points he marked, which makes me suspect that I have memorized a fake book.)
(End of chapter)