Chapter 868

Entering the courtyard, Fangzheng saw that the door of Yang Hua's house was open, billowing white gas gushing out, just like a waterfall hanging upside down. But this is not smoke, but water vapor...

At the same time, there is a noodle fragrance and a familiar sweet smell in the yard. That's the smell of steamed buns.

If you smell it carefully, there is still some aroma of bean paste, which should be the aroma of bean paste buns or bean buns.

As he got closer, Fangzheng's eyes lit up, and he said, "Dousha, this is a steamed bean bun, haha... just in time?"

As Fangzheng said this, someone just came out of the room. This person, who came out backwards, was carrying a curtain made of sorghum stalks in his hand, holding an unknown number of white, tender, fragrant steamed buns and left. come out. Anyway, at first glance, it is Yang Hua's younger brother Yang Ping.

Seeing Fangzheng, Yang Ping laughed loudly and said, "Abbot Fangzheng, I knew that as long as there is something delicious, you must come."

Fangzheng didn't blush, and said with a smile: "Amitabha, how can I miss such a delicious food?"

At this time, another man carrying the curtain also came out, it was Yang Hua. Yang Hua said with a smile: "Abbot Fangzheng, didn't you say that monks abstain from eating delicious food for pleasure? You have violated the precept with your greedy mouth."

Fangzheng said disapprovingly: "To put it bluntly, it is the desire to quit, but the poor monk does not plan to be that old monk who does not eat the fireworks of the world. If you eat this, you will definitely not be able to quit. Let's not talk about it, the poor monk will try one first."

While speaking, Fangzheng took a big steamed bun. The steamed bun was extremely smooth and tender, and a little sticky. Squeeze the incomparably soft, softer than a sponge! Feels great! It's just that the freshly baked steamed buns are a bit hot to the touch, but Fangzheng knows that the freshly cooked steamed buns are the best!

If it is cold, it will miss the most delicious time.

So Fangzheng stuffed it directly into his mouth, regardless of Yang Hua and Yang Ping's jokes, he took a bite, only feeling the softness of his mouth, the fragrance and sweetness of his mouthful, very comfortable.

Fangzheng ate up such a huge steamed bun in three or two bites. I was about to get one, but found that there was a group of little guys in front of me!

The lone wolf stared at Fangzheng with wide eyes, as if he was saying, "A master who eats alone is not a good master!"

The squirrel also looked angry, while the red boy clicked his lips and said, "Master, we haven't eaten yet."

"Eat it if you haven't eaten. Can I stop you as a teacher? Remember, don't waste it!" Fangzheng laughed.

After hearing this, a group of little guys jumped up happily, turned around and chased after Yang Ping and Yang Hua. In the northeastern countryside, almost every household will make a lot of dumplings, steamed buns, bean buns, red bean paste buns, rice cakes and other things after winter, and then put them in the lower house and freeze them with the help of a large natural refrigerator. In this way, when eating, just take out a few, and when cooking, steam it on top, it will be a ready-made delicacy. This is more convenient than instant noodles and much more nutritious.

At the same time, this is also the favorite snack of children, it can be said that there are many benefits...

However, the whole family obviously cannot afford to buy steamed buns, bean buns and other things for the whole family to eat all winter. Therefore, basically the seven aunts and eight aunts, three aunts and six wives, neighbors, folks from the village, and anyone who has nothing to do is called here. Let's all make buns together. If you help a lot, the children will naturally follow, and the only magic weapon to coax children is naturally delicious food. Therefore, every time these steamed buns, bean buns and so on are out of the pot, these little ancestors must be taken care of first, and then they can be sent to the next room to be frozen. Of course, adults must also try something new...

In this way, it has also formed a habit. Although the host does not need to ask for help to eat, the steamed food is to make everyone full. But these are not valuable things, even if you don't help, when you are not rich, everyone will not care about them. They were all willing to share it out, in exchange for a cheerful laugh.

Therefore, activities such as steaming steamed buns and making dumplings are like Chinese New Year for rural people. A large group of people gathered together, having fun, children playing, adults talking and laughing, and suddenly the cold winter was no longer cold.

Fangzheng sometimes even wondered if this custom was developed because it was too cold in winter, there was no place to play, it was too lonely, and everyone felt uncomfortable at home.

Of course, this is just a thought. Steamed steamed buns, steamed bean buns, steamed rice cakes, etc. in Northeast China not only represent eating, but also represent a kind of thriving expectation and prosperity. bless. This is also a kind of characteristic gathering in the Northeast, which can be regarded as an appetizer before the Chinese New Year.

Regardless of the number of disciples, Fangzheng entered the room. Sure enough, in the rooms on the left and right, there were large round tables on the kang and on the ground, surrounded by a group of people, those who kneaded noodles, those who made steamed buns made steamed buns, and those who made bean paste buns. Bean paste buns... chatting happily one by one. Seeing Fangzheng, they all waved their white hands, smiled with bright white teeth, and greeted each other.

Fang Zhengze returned the salutes one by one, and then quickly rushed into the back kitchen.

In the back kitchen, Du Mei and several other women are also busy, each of them is in charge of a stove, on which there are seven or eight layers of steaming trays, from which the white mist comes out. Because the fog was too thick, Fangzheng couldn't see who was who...

But this is not important anymore, Fangzheng's gaze has already landed on one of the two curtains placed on the high table, which he hasn't had time to take out yet!

There are still steamed buns on the side curtain, but this one is different. On the top are golden yellow little things like eggs standing upright, very beautiful.

At this time, Du Mei saw Fang Zheng: "Don't look at it, it's still raw."

Fang Zheng sighed suddenly.

Du Mei smiled and said, "The ones just out of the pot are gone, but there are frozen bean buns in the next room, do you want to eat them?"

Upon hearing this, Fangzheng immediately said, "Eat! Of course I want to eat!"

After finishing speaking, Fangzheng ran out, only to see Yang Ping and Yang Hua standing there, looking at him in bewilderment.

Fangzheng was stunned: "Two benefactors, what's wrong?"

Yang Hua smiled wryly and said, "Abbot Fangzheng, are all the animals on your mountain reincarnated from starving ghosts? Why are they all so edible? The smallest chubby man ate two steamed buns... That wolf ate half of it by itself. Lian's steamed buns. And that monkey, who is also a big eater. Needless to say, Jingxin, this guy ate ten of them, and he still clamored for...you think you didn't come earlier?"

Fangzheng glanced at the squirrel with bulging cheeks, this guy actually wanted to pack it with his mouth and take it away!

The lone wolf choked on everything he ate, and although Hong Haier was eating, he tore off a piece from time to time and threw it into the mouth of the salted fish lying on the ground behind him with its mouth wide open.