Chapter 770 The Miracle of Being Alive

Looking at the two bottles, the monkey asked curiously, "Master, what are you doing with this?"

Fangzheng smiled and said, "Eat dumplings!"

"Uh, shouldn't it be eaten directly? I ate it directly. It was delicious, but a bit bland..." Squirrel asked happily, wiping his mouth full of oil.

Fangzheng smiled and said, "Jingkuan, one of the differences between humans and animals is that they are particular about eating. Animals eat whatever they want, but humans are more particular about how, how, when, and what to eat." eat……"

"Master, they don't think it's troublesome, are they too greedy?" Squirrel asked.

Fangzheng shook his head and said, "Sometimes, troubles are a kind of sentiment, a kind of culture, and a kind of inheritance. It's like worshiping Buddha. In fact, as long as you respect Buddha in your heart, it's okay to recite scriptures or say a few words about Amitabha Buddha." That's good, when the heart comes, the Buddha will come. But people in the world prefer to climb high mountains to find ancient temples, bathe and change clothes, burn incense and pay homage to the Buddha, and throw incense money. Some people even travel thousands of miles, walk step by step and kneel down to show their piety. Do you know why?"

"Relying on your own long life, you're stupid!" the squirrel said confidently.

Fangzheng directly hit him on the head with chopsticks, and said with a smile, "Nonsense!" Afterwards, Fangzheng turned serious and said, "That's a kind of belief. From a certain point of view, belief is a kind of stupid behavior. But it is Because of this kind of stupid behavior, the nihilistic belief has been turned into a real action that can be imitated, imitated, and passed on, and thus has a carrier of inheritance. The meaning of these rituals and actions is inheritance."

When Fangzheng said this, he was quite satisfied when he saw the faces of the disciples thinking seriously.

At this moment, the squirrel looked up and asked, "Master, you have said a lot, and it sounds right, but what does it have to do with eating dumplings with soy sauce and vinegar?"

Fangzheng smiled slightly, and said with a straight face: "It's a big deal!"

"How?" Several disciples asked.

Fangzheng said: "Because using them--delicious!"

The lone wolf, the monkey, the squirrel, and the red boy froze in place for a moment, a hundred thousand muddy horses galloped past in their hearts, and they talked about their feelings for a long time, it was all bullshit! Tasty is the key.

Seeing this, Fangzheng laughed loudly and said, "Deliciousness is the main thing. Of course, this is also a kind of particularity. Southerners like to eat soup dumplings. There are both clear soup and thick soup. I don't know about this as a teacher. But in our Northeast , Eating dumplings is more cumbersome. From the beginning of making dumplings, the dumpling filling is generally not too salty, and at the same time, the meat will not be too much. Too salty is not good for ingredients in the later stage. Too much meat is generally not enough to eat, and it is easy to get tired. , Of course, what we eat is all vegetarian stuffing, it has nothing to do with meat. In short, these Northeast dumplings are generally based on more vegetables and less meat. Of course, some people like to eat meat. If they are not afraid of getting greasy, they have more meat. There are even whole meat The stuffing... but there is too much meat, the dumpling stuffing tends to clump and is hard, and the cooking effect is not very good."

"Master, there is something strange in the dumpling." At this time, the squirrel ate the first dumpling, his mouth full of oil, his small face was filled with a happy smile, his small eyes squinted, and he pointed to a dumpling in the dumpling bowl that looked like an ear of wheat. s things.

Fangzheng smiled and said: "That's not a strange thing, it's also dumplings. We have a history of making dumplings. The northeast is no better than the south. The south is still beautiful with flowers and green trees in winter, and there are many things for children to play and eat. There are many. We don’t make dumplings this winter, but when making dumplings, we often encounter some difficulties.”

"What's the problem?" Red Boy asked.

Fang Zheng looked at Hong Boy with a smile and said, "Bear boy!"

Red Boy: "Uh...Master, can we just attack someone personally at this time?"

Fangzheng laughed loudly and said: "Being a teacher is not a personal attack, but a fact. It is not enough to make thirty or fifty dumplings in the village. If you don't do it, you can do it. If you do it, you can make hundreds or thousands. There are so many dumplings. Handwork, mixing dough with stuffing, and wrapping are all big projects. It can’t be completed in a short period of time, so the whole family is involved. At this time, the bear children are in trouble, no one is watching, and they are making a fuss. In order to coax the children, the old people developed all kinds of dumplings, which look like mice, ears of wheat, piglets, flowers, etc. Just like the pastry toys, put them on the In front of the child, let the child watch and protect. In this way, the bear child will live safely...

Similarly, bear children don’t eat properly when they eat. When they are hungry, they scream. After eating two bites of rice, they start to jump around and have fun. The old people often use this kind of strange, good-looking and fun dumplings to attract these little guys to eat quietly at the dinner table. Because this kind of dumplings is difficult to make, and there are not many in one pot, and children like it. The old people only need to say: If you run away, these dumplings will be eaten by others. So, one by one obediently came back and guarded..."

"Ugh, you still have so much thoughtfulness when you eat. You adults are too tired to live." Hong Haier smacked his lips.

Fangzheng glanced at the red boy and said, "Oh? Then you didn't eat when you were young, how did your mother deal with it?"

After thinking for a while, Hong Haier said, "Joke, how could I not eat when I was young?"

Fangzheng knocked on his little head and said, "Tell the truth, don't lie!"

Thinking of the fate of lying yesterday, Hong Haier immediately became honest, and said with tears streaming down his face: "If I don't eat, my father will come over with a spell, and my mouth will not be able to close. It's pressed inside... hey..."

Fangzheng, Lone Wolf, Monkey, and Squirrel heard the words and gave him a sympathetic look. Sure enough, the child of the monster is resistant to tossing...

Fangzheng patted Honghaier on the shoulder and said, "Good boy, it is a miracle that you are alive."

"Master, you haven't said what those two bottles are for." Monkey asked angrily.

Fangzheng smacked his forehead and almost forgot: "This is the dipping sauce. Although our dumplings have a lot of fillings, such as leeks, eggs, sauerkraut, cabbage, celery, and shiitake mushrooms, there are a lot of meat in these dumplings. One feature is that the taste is not particularly strong! The Northeast has a large population, so these dipping sauces are used. The dipping sauces vary according to personal tastes. Soy sauce is the main ingredient, and it is paired with vinegar, chili oil, sesame oil, garlic, and chives. , fermented bean curd, etc., adjust to your own taste, then pick up the dumplings, open a piece, dip some sauce. At that moment, you can feel that the original plain dumpling filling is stimulated by the sauce , all the scents are instantly activated! The scent is overflowing at the entrance..."