My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

　　 China is known as "Southern Rice and North Face", and the top food in the north is dumplings. The process of making dumplings, from preparing the dough, adjusting the filling, rolling the skin, and then wrapping them into the pot, is relatively complicated and takes a long time. It often requires the whole family to work together. It symbolizes a reunion, a harmonious atmosphere and a happy life. This deep emotional sustenance is the representative food of the word family. No matter how it tastes, it is unique and irreplaceable.

　　 Xueli looked at the steaming dumplings and asked curiously: "Xiuci, what is this?" Why is there only Xiuci? Does he want to eat it himself?

　　 There are dumplings in Japan, but they are actually pot stickers. The Japanese mainly fry dumplings, or they should be called fried dumplings. There are also deep-fried ones, but they are relatively rare. They are even made into long strips, which are like scallops on fire. As for cooking, they are even less... They are cooked with tomato or miso soup, which is totally different from authentic dumplings anyway. picture.

　　 In Japan, I ordered dumplings, and it’s normal to give you some meat and fire later.

So Xueli asked, and Kitahara Hideji is not surprised. Originally, Chunweiya sells "dumpling set meal", that is, fried dumplings as a dish. The staple food is rice. But when Hideji Kitahara became a general manager, he did not hesitate to take this stuff. The child is withdrawn—what about you cheating? Potstickers with rice, which fool came up with it?

　　 He smiled and said, "This is the authentic northern dumplings."

"Really?" Xueli took a deep breath, her lung capacity was amazing, and the heat of the dumpling suddenly turned a corner in mid-air, and then she swallowed and looked at the thin-skinned dumplings and stopped moving. .

Hideji Kitahara looked at her expression, and then at the steaming dumplings, he hesitated-he made a total of 30 dumplings, mainly because the Japanese did not eat them during the Chinese New Year, so he just made them for himself. Xueli's expression was quite familiar to him, and she obviously wanted to eat it.

　　 He tentatively asked: "You try one?"

　　 Xueli nodded in excitement: "I...I will try one."

　　 "Then try one!"

　　 At this moment, no one was on the table, and the dinner hadn’t started. Kitahara Xiuji handed Xueli a pair of chopsticks, and pushed the rice vinegar dish with a little sesame oil to her.

　　 Xueli immediately took the chopsticks, and He Shi lowered his head and said very sincerely: "Xiuci, you are so kind! I'm going!"

She carefully picked up the dumplings, looked left and right, and sniffed the scent, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "The skin is fat, creamy and crispy, the skin is jade with ice, the lips are like cherry blossoms, the three-inch golden lotus, the fragrance is fragrant. , Confused..."

　　 Kitahara Xiuji raised his eyebrows. What a mess, are you going to chant a poem and eat dumplings?

As soon as he was about to speak, he saw Xueli finished appreciating, he suddenly stuffed the dumplings into his mouth, not afraid of being hot, he swallowed as soon as he stretched his neck, and fell into deep thought. After a while, he muttered: "It doesn't smell so delicious. No taste, tasteless food..."

　　 Kitahara Hideji looked at the dumplings and then at her... Did you chew? He said helplessly: "There is stuffing in it."

　　 There is a kind of expression of the second brother eating ginseng fruit in the snow, and the performance is similar after eating. Some looked at him carefully and asked: "show time, then I will try another one?"

　　 "Then try another...slow down."

Xueli obediently nodded: "Okay, show time, I'll eat it slowly!" She took another one and stuffed it directly into her mouth, and gave it a light bite. It was very hot, but the delicateness of the wheat flour and the deliciousness of the mutton were on the tip of the tongue. Mixing up, she suddenly squinted her big eyes happily, and whispered: "It's delicious!"

　　 Kitahara Hideji looked at the expression on her face and couldn't help but smiled-this is the meaning of dumplings!

　　 He turned his head to find Dongmei and Haruna, ready to let them sit down and eat quickly, and Xueli looked at the vinegar plate again, and curiously asked, "Suji, what is this, do you want to eat it with a dip?"

Xiuji Kitahara turned around and smiled: "It's vinegar, which is eaten with dipping. First, it can add fragrance, second, it helps digestion, and third, the dumplings are hot when they are out of the pot. Everyone is anxious. It's easy to burn your tongue."

　　 Xueli looked at the small dish and exclaimed: "Titian? So it would be more delicious if you dipped it..." She didn't care about the last two, she had no problem with her digestion, she never accumulated food, and she was never afraid of being scalded.

　　 Her expression seemed to regret that she had forgotten to dip it just now. The expression of Zhu Bajie after eating the ginseng fruit appeared again, and she swallowed desperately, while Hideji Kitahara smiled helplessly: "Then try another one!"

　　 It's not that he is stingy, and he packs 30 in total, and he didn't expect Xueli to want to eat this. Although their family is "fake Japanese", they still eat soba noodles during the New Year-he specially respected their customs.

Xueli didn’t care about customs or customs. He quickly picked another one, carefully dipped it in vinegar, and put it in his mouth, then nodded sharply, “It’s delicious, it’s delicious, it’s even more delicious!” Unfortunately, "The dumplings are too small, if you can eat a bite..."

　　 Is your mouth big, right? Kitahara Xiuji glanced at her, seeing that her eyes were full of longing, he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

　　 Xueli is using her habit to cheat and cheat! This guy didn't have a lot of thoughts, basically he was eating the whole length.

　　 In fact, the people who make dumplings during the New Year are happier than the people who eat them. Especially the people who eat them are delicious and sweet, and the people who make dumplings will also have a strong sense of happiness.

　　 Kitahara Xiuji wanted to open it, dipped a dumpling and dipped it in the vinegar, took a bite, then looked at the snow and swallowed again, smiled and sighed: "Then you try to eat two at a time!"

　　 He doesn't feel distressed when he eats something in the snow. If the Chinese New Year dumplings are not many fond memories of his childhood, it doesn't matter if he gives them all to Xueli.

　　 Xueli nodded vigorously, changed the pattern and began to help Kitahara Xiuji eat it, and finally came to the conclusion that it is better to eat dumplings one by one.

　　 Of course, the dumplings were gone, and Kitahara Hideji ate a pair.

　　 Kitahara Xiuji went to scoop two bowls of noodle soup, and said with a smile: "The original soup turns into the original food, drink a bowl of noodle soup!"

　　 Xueli regretfully said: "Is there anymore?" The dumplings look simple, but they feel like you can't control yourself when you eat them. They are especially fragrant.

　　 It’s too late for the bag. Kitahara Hideji smiled and said, "No, I don’t know you will like it. I will give it to you later."

"Okay!" Xueli looked at the empty plate and felt that he had eaten too much, as if he didn't care about loyalty. He took the initiative to say: "Show time, I will give you all my miso... One part!"

Kitahara couldn't help but touch her head and smiled: "No, you can eat it yourself!" The miscellaneous boiled snow said that their mother used to make it every year, so he cooked a big pot, it must be everyone Enough.

　　 Zazhu is also called rice cake soup. In fact, it should be eaten for breakfast tomorrow, but they will leave early tomorrow morning.

In the late Muromachi period, the samurai became a prefect and emphasized health preservation. Therefore, before the banquet, it was necessary to drink a bowl of mixed boil to nourish the stomach. Later, it became a custom. Before the banquet, you must drink a bowl of hot soup mat to warm your stomach. But now, it must be eaten three days before the new year or breakfast on the first day of the new year, whichever means "first".

The method is also very simple. It is to mix rice cake slices, bonito flakes, kelp, potatoes, radishes, tofu, eggs, etc., so it is called mixed boil...Of course, you don’t need to put rice cakes, that is daily cooking. , But the first meal of the new year is definitely to be put.

This is a kind of regional cuisine with strong regional colors. After a few tens of kilometers, the taste and ingredients of the ozushi may have changed. But after listening to Xueli's dictation, Hideji Kitahara judged that her mother should be from Kansai Nara. Only the people there would coat rice cakes with quinine powder when using white miso as a soup base.

　　 Soon the Fukuzawa family sat around the kotatsu, covered their lower body with quilts, and their feet were warm. Kitahara Hideji took the place where Fukuzawa Naotaka used to sit, Akitaro and Fuyumi took a place on his right, Haruna is underneath, and Xueli sat on the left, Natsuori Natsusha is underneath, and Nozomi Suzuki is the guest at the end. , Sat across from Kitahara Hideji-she was afraid of the cold, lazily refused to move, and dragged Dongmei over there forcibly.

Hideji Kitahara said two scenes, and then divided the soba noodles for everyone, and a lot of things happened in the Fukuzawa family in a year. Under the command of Fuyumi, everyone bit the slender soba noodles in one bite, which represents Completely cut off from the bad luck of a year.

Xueli had almost eaten a large plate of dumplings just now, but it didn’t affect her appetite. She stirred the noodles with chopsticks and dipped the sauce into her mouth, and took some time to take a bite of the miscellaneous soup, but she didn’t know she was caught. What a buff, she suddenly became focused, eating more carefully, and nodding her head again and again: "Delicious, delicious!"

　　 It would be great if she could celebrate the New Year every day. Generally, Dongmei does not limit how much she eats.

　　 Suzuminoki was also excited about eating, and kept looking left and right. Fukuzawa's New Year's house was different from hers, and she felt very fresh.

　　 Haruna taught Akitaro to eat by herself, while Xia Zhi Xia Sha ate for a while, and began to imitate the singers on the TV to dance and sing, and the two people laughed and laughed.

　　 Dongmei looked at the group of younger siblings below, and then at Hideji Kitahara, holding a wine bottle and pouring him a glass of fruit wine (in fact, a non-alcoholic beverage), and holding it directly in front of him.

Kitahara Hideji is watching the red and white song battle. After all, the first time I saw it is very fresh-Japan likes to use red and white, and also like to divide into white and red groups when fighting. One has to hang a red banner, and this originated from the "Genpei War", which was the war between the two samurai groups Genji and Hei clan in the Heian period.

　　 As a result, in modern times, the Japanese version of the "Spring Festival Gala" will also be divided into two groups of red and white, which implicitly reflects that Japan is always in a state of wrestling.

Kitahara Hideji turned his gaze back, and saw Dongmei wearing a New Year's suit, a short and small kneeling sitting there, holding a wine glass in her bare hand, and some strangely took it, and Dongmei whispered but seriously said: "This year ...Thanks for your hard work, please have a full drink."

Following her words, Xia Zhi Xia Sha was taken aback, stopped laughing, and directly changed to a kneeling position, and Xueli also noticed, beating the rabbit with her neck outstretched and swallowing, somehow she swallowed something. Go down, and then sit down on your knees slightly, and put your two feet under your buttocks. The same is true for Haruna~www.NovelMTL.com~ Only Aki Taro is too young, still holding chopsticks struggling to clamp the rice cake, and feel nothing.

　　 Headed by Xueli, their words followed Dongmi closely, and they bowed their heads neatly to Kitahara Xiuji to thank you: "Thanks for your hard work this year!"

　　 Kitahara Hideji was stunned, without knowing what custom this was for a while, he nodded his heads in return, and repeatedly said politely: "It doesn't have to be this way, it doesn't have to be this way."

　　 How come it's so serious?

　　 Dongmei frowned and glanced at him, what is this teasing B doing? She hurriedly stretched out her hand and gently held the bottom of the glass again, and whispered: "You can just drink it directly, you don't have to thank us."

　　 Kitahara Hideji slightly tilted his head and asked in a low voice, "Why should I drink this glass of wine?" Isn't this a trap? For example, if you drink it, you have to enter your family or something...

"You have done the most this year! Stop talking nonsense and drink!" Dongmei signaled that the Fukuzawa salted eggs are keeping their heads down. They can't raise their heads without drinking, and they can't continue to eat, and this glass of wine is for one. The person who has worked hardest in the year, that is, the person who has done the most, is usually given to the head of the household.

　　 It turned out to be like this, Hideji Kitahara understood in his heart, and immediately became warm. At least my contribution is seen in the eyes, which is really heartwarming.

　　 He drank the wine and said with a smile: "Everyone has worked hard this year, please continue to cheer next year."

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