59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

Chapter 285: Eating Tangyuan on Lantern Festival

"With such a big brush, there's no way I could give you that much oil."

Chen Feng patted his brother's shoulder.

"Don't even think about it. That brush is for washing cars."

Entering the kitchen, the old lady and Zhou Qing were making dumplings.

The Chen family’s glutinous rice balls are not the small industrial glutinous rice balls the size of pigeon eggs in later generations, but the traditional handmade large glutinous rice balls, the kind that put one in a small bowl.

A foodie like Chen Li can basically only eat two.

According to Brother Qiang, it's useless to give her a chance.

The little girl is now standing on a chair, stretching her neck to watch her mother and grandmother processing sesame seeds.

"It's a pity there is no lard." The old lady felt that the glutinous rice balls were not perfect.

The filling of glutinous rice balls is usually made of sesame, lard and sugar, and lard can make the filling more delicious.

Chen Feng planned to go to his uncle's house when spring came and ask Zhou Jing to apply to buy two piglets to raise.

The policies issued last year have stabilized. The authorities support farmers in reclaiming their own private plots and raising pigs, chickens, ducks and other side businesses. Farmers are allowed to sell chickens and ducks to state-owned enterprises, so they don't have to worry about having to hand them in after they grow up.

"It's fine, grandma."

This time, Chen Feng did not interfere in making the glutinous rice ball filling.

The main thing is that there are no technical requirements for making this, just knead the dough, make the stuffing, wrap it in balls and start the oven.

Chen Hao cleaned the tricycle, pushed it into the study, and ran over to take a look.

"Brother, will there not be enough sugar?"

"Don't worry, it's guaranteed to be sweet. If it's not sweet, I won't charge you!"

"what?"

Chen Hao didn't understand his elder brother's watermelon joke, but he was just asking casually.

The old man felt bored staying in the study alone, so he went to the kitchen carrying his favorite little teapot.

Seeing three grandchildren gathered around, he said with a smile: "Do you know why glutinous rice balls are called glutinous rice balls?"

Chen Hao responded positively: "Because it is still round in the soup."

"Little Lily, do you know?" The old man brushed the little girl's pigtails.

Without even thinking, the little girl said, "It's delicious."

"You, all you do is eat." Zhou Qing was a little worried about her little daughter's foodie personality, but the little girl was very happy and carefree every day.

"Hehe, mother."

The old man ate a piece of the cake that Chen Feng bought, and gave each of them a piece.

"Tangyuan symbolizes family reunion and happiness. Eating tangyuan also means family happiness and reunion in the new year, you know."

Chen Hao whispered: "Grandpa, when will my second uncle come back?"

The old man sighed and said, "He won't come back."

"Grandpa, nanny, my sister-in-law asked me to give you these white fungus and red dates."

He Yushui pushed open the kitchen door carelessly and brought in a few ounces of white fungus and some dried red dates.

Chen Feng took a look and thought that the red dates should be the ones he gave to Sha Zhu last year, and they were probably left over.

I don’t know where the couple got the Tremella.

But although Shazhu is just a small-time chef, he has worked in several big restaurants and his methods are actually quite wild.

Even Chen Feng couldn't find all the seasonings, but Sha Zhu could prepare them in just a few days.

"Okay, thank you. You can take these raisins back and mix them into stuffing." Zhou Qing gave the remaining one pound of raisins to He Yushui.

"Aunt, that's too much." He Yushui said embarrassedly.

"take it."

"Thank you, aunt."

The old lady fry the sesame seeds and mix them with sugar to make the filling for the glutinous rice balls, and also add a lot of raisins.

Chen Feng secretly put a lot of fructose into the yellow sugar.

Fructose is the sugar that comes from fruits and is an important source of fruit sweetness.

Cherries and grapes have the highest sugar content, accounting for almost one-tenth of the total. On the contrary, watermelons, which became a best-seller in the future, have less calories than a bowl of rice.

The latter is good news for foodies.

Of course, it is best not to eat more than one pound of watermelon a day. A balanced diet is still very important.

Having said that, Chen Feng’s vineyard in the space has a high yield.

Except for a part that is made into raisins, most of it is sealed and stored to be used for making wine later.

So this time he separated out dozens of kilograms of fructose, and then added more than a kilogram of yellow sugar.

A piece of cake can be eaten in just three or two bites.

"Mom, I want to make dumplings too."

Chen Hao looked at it for a while and wanted to take action.

"I want one too!" Chen Li raised her hand and said loudly.

When it comes to cooking, the two of them are very, very, extremely active.

“You guys don’t need to come. Tangyuan is not dumplings. If you put too much stuffing in it, it will be too sweet and not tasty.” The old lady had made dumplings several times and had seen through the tricks of the two foodies.

These two guys were making dumplings and they wanted to make them into meat buns.

"Grandma, I promise not to put too much stuffing this time." Chen Hao looked at the old lady holding the glutinous rice dough in one hand and scooping sesame stuffing with a spoon in the other. He always felt it was boring to just watch.

"Okay, if you want to learn, just try it." The old man encouraged this "love of labor" behavior.

"Back in the day, when your dad made glutinous rice balls, he also liked to stuff them with stuffing."

Chen Hao's eyes lit up and he asked, "Grandpa, is it delicious?"

Chen Li also pricked up her ears.

"Sweet, too sweet and not tasty." The old man shook his head.

"Grandpa, isn't it true that the sweeter it is, the better it tastes?" Chen Hao didn't quite understand. He thought the more sugar, the better.

"Don't overdo anything, otherwise it will backfire." The old man pointed at the salt on the stove and said, "Salt is a good thing, but if you put too much, it will be too salty and it won't taste good."

Chen Hao felt that he understood.

"Grandpa, I understand. Mom put too much salt last time. It tastes terrible."

Zhou Qing paused while wrapping the dumplings and glared at his son.

If today wasn't the Lantern Festival, she would have definitely beaten him up.

It is natural for parents to beat their sons.

Liu Haizhong next door was scolded by his leader and beat his son when he came back. He was also talked back to by people in the yard and beat his son when he was unhappy. He would still beat his son if he was not happy with him.

Every time it was like the howling of ghosts and wolves, which could be heard everywhere.

During the Chinese New Year, he was beaten severely again.

I made the dumplings in the morning and had lunch at noon.

In the afternoon, Chen Feng helped the old man write a manuscript of several thousand words. In the evening, he cooked a pot of glutinous rice balls, white fungus, raisins and red dates.

The whole family eats dumplings in the kitchen dining room.

Chen Feng took out the brown sugar and poured himself a tablespoon.

"Should I do it, or should you guys do it yourself?"

"I will do it myself."

Seeing this, Chen Hao added two tablespoons and then took a sip of the sugar water.

"Hey, just right!"

Chen Li rolled her eyes and put in a spoon first. Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she became bolder and put in another spoon.

When she took out the third spoon, Chen Feng quickly stopped her.

"That's enough. If you put too much, it won't taste good."

After eating three dumplings, Chen Feng put down the bowl.

He was still not used to pure sweets.

They are mainly strong, have high energy consumption, and prefer high-calorie meat.