The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 268: New Year's Eve Dinner (Thanks to the leader Xue Ping Ting Jian for the reward!)

The Qin family's happiness has just begun.

Longevity noodles are just an appetizer.

Taking into account that not everyone is Qin Luo, who can eat another meal after eating a bowl of chicken noodle soup, the longevity noodles cooked by Qin Huai today are the special longevity noodles for New Year’s Eve, a youth mini version, and the portion is very small.

A person with a normal appetite would generally only feel half full after eating a bowl of noodles and soup.

Mr. and Mrs. Qin have aged and their appetites are not as good as before, so the amount of their youthful mini version of longevity noodles has been greatly reduced.

Not only are the longevity noodles available in a youthful mini version, but the four-happiness dumplings are also available in a youthful mini version.

Of course, no one would know about the small cuts in workmanship. Qin Luo didn't care. Qin Congwen and Zhao Rong didn't realize that the bowl of super delicious noodles in front of them was the chicken noodle soup that Qin Huai had made in the Yunzhong Canteen before. They thought it was a new product learned in Gusu, just like the Four Happiness Tangtuan.

Qin Xiuli, Grandma Qin and others would not know about this. They would just think that snacks in big cities are all like this, with small portions.

He Cheng is the slowest eater.

It’s not because he has a small appetite. He Cheng, who is in the first year of high school like Qin Luo, is the biggest eater in the Qin family and eats a little more than Qin Luo.

As for why Qin Huai knew that He Cheng's appetite was slightly bigger than Qin Luo's, it was because He Cheng ate half a bun more than Qin Luo during the Chinese New Year last year.

And that was only the first half. After He Cheng finished eating the first half at Qin's house, he had to go to his grandfather's house to eat a few bites of the second half. His appetite should not be underestimated.

The little boy, he eats his father out of money. He Cheng, who is at the age of a little boy, eats with the same vigor and energy as a tiger pouncing on its food.

He Cheng ate slowly simply because he couldn't bear to eat.

Poor child.

Throughout the first semester of his freshman year, he either ate at home or in the cafeteria. Although He Cheng went to high school in the city, the food there was not much better than in the county. Occasionally, he would go to the Shaxian snack shop at the school gate at night to have two baskets of steamed dumplings, which was considered an improvement in his diet.

During the past six months, He Cheng had been looking forward to the sun rising from the mountains, and finally his dear cousin Qin Huai came back.

When eating fermented glutinous rice steamed buns in the morning, He Cheng was maliciously targeted by Qin Luo, who sent the youngest of them.

At that time, Qin Luo felt that He Cheng was lazy and didn't pour water for Qin Huai, so he used the most extreme and cruel means to deal with his cousin. He picked and chose in a basket of steamed buns, and picked out two small ones for He Cheng from the steamed buns of the same size that were comparable to those coming off an assembly line.

He Cheng smacked his lips, feeling that he had forgotten what the fermented rice wine steamed buns he had eaten in the morning tasted like.

Anyway, it’s delicious!

It smelled like wine, but it didn't taste like wine. It was sweet, soft, and chewy. Compared with the wine-fermented steamed buns we had in the morning, the white flour steamed buns sold in the morning at their school should be dragged out and beaten with 8000 sticks.

The steamed bun was big and hard, and it felt dry when chewed, not fluffy at all. After only a few bites, I felt the steamed bun crumbs stuck on my tongue and I had to drink some water to get them down.

Of course, this cannot be entirely blamed on the school’s steamed buns, the school’s steamed buns still have their advantages.

Cheap.

1 yuan each, big and thick, you would think it was a steamed bun but not a pancake. He Cheng has such a big appetite that he can eat two and a half steamed buns and still roll his eyes.

He Cheng was drinking chicken soup.

Grandma Qin is an excellent chicken farmer, raising at least a dozen chickens every year. She buys chicks in the spring and keeps them until the Chinese New Year.

From New Year's Eve to the 15th day of the first lunar month, every day on the Qin family's dining table there will be young hens dedicated to the New Year. Grandma Qin raises chickens well, and the hens have tender meat, which is very suitable for stewing soup, braising, or making white-cut chicken.

Even the local eggs are more fragrant than those from other places.

Grandma Qin has been raising chickens for many years, serving young hens on the table during the Chinese New Year and keeping the old hens for laying eggs.

This year, the family's elders were sacrificed for Qinhuai's longevity noodles. All seven old hens were put into the pot.

When Grandma Qin killed the chicken, she felt a little sad and thought about whether to keep one for the transition. Then she thought that her precious grandson needed it, and the old hen was a worthy death, so she gritted her teeth and put all the chickens in the pot.

Now it seems that it was a worthy death.

He Cheng carefully drank the last mouthful of soup, then in a cowardly manner, raised the bowl to cover his face and licked the edge of the bowl secretly.

So delicious.

The chicken soup itself is delicious, not to mention that the noodles are now cooked in the chicken soup, which achieves a wonderful combination of carbohydrates and fats.

Thinking of the chewy noodles just now, He Cheng swallowed his saliva again, put down the bowl, suppressed the urge to lick the entire bowl, and asked, "Brother, do you have any more noodles? I want another bowl!"

At the Qin family’s New Year’s Eve dinner table, if you don’t have enough, you can ask if there is more.

There was no fighting, gun smoke, swordplay, intrigue, or scheming. None of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, Sun Tzu's Art of War, or martial arts were used at the Qin family's New Year's Eve dinner table. The only thing that was needed was the appetite.

The main feature of Bai’s case is that it is enough.

Don't worry about not having enough to eat, just worry about not being able to finish it.

"Yes, but I don't suggest you eat it now. There are too many snacks today. Some of them may be too much to eat if you have another bowl. Eat the four-happiness dumplings first. If you can still eat more after trying all the snacks, go to your room and get yourself some noodles in that big iron pot." Qin Huai advised sincerely.

This silly boy, didn't he realize that no one asked this question except him? Because everyone else started eating the four-happiness dumplings, but he was still stupidly reminiscing about the longevity noodles.

Qinhuai has rated its dim sum before. Although many dim sum are graded as B, there is a gap between B and B.

When I go home for the Chinese New Year, without any helpful helpers around me, many snacks will be cut.

The longevity noodles were severely cut.

There are two essences of longevity noodles, one is the noodles and the other is the soup. When Zheng Siyuan was at Huang Ji, he loved to eat longevity noodles in the morning, mainly because of the soup. The soup used to cook longevity noodles was made by Huang Jia himself.

Although he ranked last, Huang Jia was at least a disciple of a famous chef who could be included in the list of famous chefs, so his soup-making skills were impeccable.

Just that pot of soup is something that many chefs with average talent would never be able to make in their entire lives.

Grandma Qin’s chicken soup is not bad, but it is just ordinary chicken soup.

In addition, there are many snacks to be made today, and it is impossible to make each one so delicately, so today's longevity noodles actually only have -

【Longevity Noodles C+ Grade】

Qin Huai secretly licked the bowl of the C+ grade longevity noodles. He thought that his cousin probably didn't have the stomach capacity to eat a second bowl of longevity noodles today.

Qin Huai looked down at the four-happiness dumplings in the bowl.

【Four Joys Dumplings Grade B】

The stable performance of Four Happiness Glutinous Rice Balls is inseparable from Aunt Wang’s excellent meat chopping skills.

As a specialized meat chopper who makes hand-made beef balls at least 365 days out of 360 days a year, Aunt Wang's knife skills may not be very high, but she must have her own ideas on chopping meat. When Qin Huai saw her in the kitchen in the afternoon, he thought Aunt Wang chopped the meat well.

Aunt Wang didn’t know what Four-Happiness Glutinous Rice Balls were, but she knew what kind of meat filling Qin Huai wanted.

Qin Huai took a bite of the pure meat dumpling.

good to eat.

The essence of pure meat-filled dumplings is that the meat must be fresh, the meat filling must be well-chopped, the seasoning should not be fancy, and the overall taste should be relatively fresh and elegant.

Although today's pure meat-filled glutinous rice dumpling is still so ordinary and unremarkable, and is made to look like a passerby without a single line in a movie by the other three colorful and gorgeous sweet fillings, it is still a qualified pure meat-filled glutinous rice dumpling.

The only difference is that his is a 75-point glutinous rice dumpling, while the other three glutinous rice dumplings with sweet fillings are 80-85 points.

Qin Huai thought today's meat-stuffed dumplings were delicious because they were better than Qin Huai had expected.

Aunt Wang really knows meat stuffing. Qin Huai saw He Cheng had already started eating the glutinous rice balls. He Cheng scooped the meat stuffing into the first one, but Qin Luo stopped him and told him to eat the sweet one first and the salty one in the middle.

Although He Cheng was punished for not making tea properly, it was not a serious crime and he still had to eat the dumplings well.

After eating a dumpling stuffed with red bean paste, He Cheng was stunned.

After eating a glutinous rice dumpling stuffed with sesame candy, He Cheng became even more stunned.

After eating a meat-filled dumpling, He Cheng was no longer as stupid as before.

After eating the last dumpling stuffed with various fruits, He Cheng felt like crying.

He hated why Qin Huai was not adopted by his parents, so that he would be Qin Huai's biological brother.

After eating the longevity noodles and four-happiness dumplings, Grandma Qin felt full.

The snacks made of glutinous rice are a bit filling. Grandma Qin said that she is old and can no longer overeat like she did in previous years. People on the Internet say that the elderly should maintain their health and eat small meals frequently.

Grandma Qin has given up eating midnight snacks in the past two years and no longer secretly gets up in the middle of the night to reheat braised pork.

Yes, a few years ago, Grandma Qin had a hobby of getting up late at night to eat braised pork and pork with preserved vegetables.

Grandma Qin put down her bowl, picked up her chopsticks and prepared to symbolically take a few bites of the food she cooked, and then end today's perfect New Year's Eve dinner.

When Qin Huai saw grandma pick up the chopsticks, he knew that grandma was probably full.

"Grandma." Qin Huai reminded, "You don't need to try the other snacks on the table. You can save the tangerine peel tea for when you're thirsty while playing mahjong tonight, and you can eat the three-diced buns tomorrow morning, but Guo'er, you must try them tonight."

"This is my, your grandson's, signature dish at Huang's. It was featured in a magazine." Qin Huai began to brag about himself.

"Yes, yes, yes, grandma, didn't I take a picture of you? There's such a long line in front of Huang Ji. People start lining up before dawn every day just to eat my fruit."

Grandma Qin suddenly felt that being 70% full was not enough; 90% full was just right.

Grandma Qin squinted her eyes and looked around the table. She didn't recognize Guo'er and asked, "Which dessert is Guo'er?"

"This!" Qin Luo stood up and gave it to Grandma Qin. He picked the ugliest one very considerately. "Grandma, just break it open and eat it!"

"Yes, yes, let's try it." Qin Huai also agreed crazily.

Qin Xiuli had noticed the fruit on the table a long time ago. It was the ugliest among all the beautiful snacks on the table.

While eating the last dumpling, Qin Xiuli whispered to He Hua: "I remember Huai Huai took an art class when he was a kid. It's useless to learn it."

"Keep your voice down. Don't let Huai Huai hear you."

Qin Huai didn't hear the grumbling of Qin Xiuli and her husband, but he heard the grumbling of Grandma Qin.

"Old man, I remember Huai Huai learned to paint when he was a child. His paintings were pretty good. Director Qin of the welfare home showed them to me. They were so colorful. Why is he like this now..."

Qin Huai:......

Grandma, please stop talking about my second brother. Your taste is a bit worrying.

"This is called art. Haven't you seen it when watching videos? Abstract art!" Old Master Qin was very sure.

Grandma Qin was puzzled. She could only carefully examine the abstract art and then feel that she might not really understand art, and that colorful art looked better.

Grandma Qin tried to pry the fruit apart, but she didn't do it well, and the juice flowed out along the dough. Grandma Qin quickly leaned over to suck it up.

In an instant, Grandma Qin's eyes widened.

As a snack, the taste of the fruit is very layered.

It is the skin of the noodle fruit, which is slightly hard and has a unique taste. It is not bad to eat. If you only eat the skin at the first bite, you will think it is a very standard chewy white flour snack.

Peel off the outer layer of skin that has been kneaded to a hard surface for shaping, and you will find a different texture inside.

The skin in the middle is soft, and the innermost skin is soft and soaked in soup.

Just like the bun skin, some people's favorite is the circle of skin that is closest to the meat filling. It is soaked in soup and tastes oily and fragrant. They think that is the essence of the bun.

The innermost layer of skin of the noodle soup is undoubtedly a plus version of the big meat bun skin.

It looked oily, but the flavor of the carrot puree cut through the oil nicely.

It is the sweet fragrance of gravy, the joy of scraping a layer of steamed bun dipped in vegetable soup and then eating it in one bite, the perfect combination of fat and carbohydrates, and the real essence of fruit.

It is impossible for a normal person to get the essence of a fruit in one bite.

Grandma Qin ate it in one bite.

It was her first time eating it.

Grandma Qin never understood why anyone would be willing to queue up for a meal. It was so boring to queue up, and not only was it tiring to stand all the time, but your waist would also hurt after standing for a long time.

When she was young, Grandma Qin hated queuing, but she always had to queue. She had to queue to deliver grain, to buy things at the town's supply and marketing cooperative during the New Year, to ride on a bullock cart, to take the bus, and to buy train tickets.

Sometimes when Grandma Qin was surfing the Internet and watching short videos at home, she found it ridiculous to see people’s comments about the popularity of the restaurant saying that they had to wait in line for hours.

She didn't even want to queue up to get eggs.

Young people in this big city are too idle. Don't they work? Are the food in the restaurant so delicious? They have to queue for hours to eat.

Now, Grandma Qin understood.

What are a few hours?
The thing that elderly people have the most is time!
Start queuing before dawn?
What a coincidence, old lady, I wake up before dawn every day, and I really don’t have to go to work. I have a related profession and can arrange it!

Grandma Qin was chewing on it in big mouthfuls. She originally just wanted to catch the juice that would flow out with her mouth for fear of wasting it, but as a result, the small piece of fruit was gone.

"Burp." Grandma Qin let out a very unhealthy burp.

After taking a look at the remaining half of the fruit, Grandma Qin pushed the fruit towards Grandpa Qin and said, "You eat the rest."

Old Master Qin took the fruit.

Mr. Qin originally wanted to eat the Yuanmeng Shaobing. He thought the Shaobing looked delicious. It was golden and sprinkled with sesame seeds. It was filled with meat filling and it was so delicious when you took a bite.

Old Master Qin knows a lot about sesame cakes. He knows that this kind of sesame cake should be eaten while hot, otherwise it will not taste good when it gets cold.

It's a pity that his wife gave him the unfinished fruit, and after eating the fruit he couldn't eat the sesame cake.

The old lady is really something. If she can't finish it, she can save it for tomorrow. Isn't that what they always do for New Year's Eve snacks every year? But she insisted on forcing it on him. Forget it, just take it and eat it.

Old Master Qin took a bite.

Mr. Qin forgot to fulfill his dream of having sesame cakes.

Shaobing? What Shaobing? What is Shaobing? Is it important?
Old Master Qin took a big bite of the fruit.

This was his favorite ugly... dessert.

What is this snack called?

Fruit...?

Qin Xiong’s favorite thing to eat in recent years is fruit!
(End of this chapter)