Chao news client Zhao Wuchen.
I have lived in Zhejiang for nearly ten years, thinking that my taste has long been assimilated, and on the winter solstice, my brother Guoqiang suggested going to the old street to eat dumplings, which awakened the taste memory of my Shandong people.
The dumpling shop is located on Sungai West Road in the urban ring, it is an old shop for more than 20 years, and the business has been very hot for many years.
After waiting for half an hour next to the queue, I finally got the ranking, but when I looked up at the dense menu on the wall, I was dazzled, leek eggs, pork green onions, celery and pork ......Everyone looks very appetizing, but they really don't know which one to eat, and suddenly, the words fennel seedlings and eggs in the bottom row suddenly broke into their eyes. Fennel seedlings! Is it the fennel seedling that I think about day and night?! Suddenly, the familiar and special smell in my memory directly pulled me back to my hometown thousands of miles away, to my mother's side.
Fennel seedlings, in the hometown of Texas, almost all vegetable gardens are planted, fennel seedlings have oval leaves, blunt teeth on the leaf margins, spring growth, exude a strong taste, its carotene and calcium content is very high, nutrition is very rich, most of the neighbors dumplings are inseparable from it.
Vegetable farmer harvesting fennel seedlings. cfp。
In my memory, from childhood to adulthood, every New Year's holiday, my mother would make dumplings filled with fennel seedlings.
Mother makes dumplings, in my eyes is a must, the skin is thin and the filling is big, crystal clear, rolling this thin skin, my mother has her exclusive cheats, the flour must choose the high gluten flour, the ratio of water and flour is exactly 1:2, when kneading the dough, you have to use your wrist to exert force, roll down and press, back and forth; The rolling skin should be thin around and thick in the middle, and the dough rolled out by the mother is as thin as a cicada's wings when carried by hand, and almost all of them can float lightly on that side; Besides, this stuffing, my mother got the true inheritance of my grandmother, using sesame oil to adjust the filling, the small grinding sesame oil of the hometown specialty met the fennel seedlings, the rich incense seemed to be ignited, and after a while, the whole room was filled with this incense, fennel, and oil fragrance!
Wait for the dumplings to be wrapped, put boiling water into the pot, pour two boils of water, and then you can get out of the pot. Through the dough, you can see the green of the fennel seedlings and the yellow of the eggs, and you can't wait to take a bite, it's fresh! The rich smell of fennel seedlings is accompanied by the smoothness of the eggs, as well as the small grinding sesame oil that wraps on it, when it hits the mouth, the fragrance swirls from the tip of the tongue, and then goes straight down to the stomach pouch, and then rushes to the Tianling cover, and finally exhales from the nostrils, leaving a fragrant lips and teeth, and a long aftertaste. Then taste the hand-rolled dough, which is moderately soft and hard, delicate and smooth, chewy, chewy, and chewy, with a thick wheat fragrance in the aftertaste. Looking closely at the half-bitten dumplings, the snow-white of the dough wraps the emerald green of the fennel seedlings, coupled with the bright yellow dotted in between, in this yellow and green, fragrant fennel seedling dumplings, let me remember the taste of home countless times, the taste of mother's love.
After graduating from graduate school, I was admitted to work in Zhejiang government agencies, and the hometown where I was born and raised really became my hometown.
On the wooden board sprinkled with flour, there are many handmade dumplings. Data map. According to CFP.
When I came home for the Spring Festival last year, my mother got up early that morning and went to the vegetable market to buy the freshest fennel seedlings, mix noodles, cut vegetables, adjust the filling, and make dumplings, and I helped roll the skin on the side. At the beginning of the lanterns, I talked to my mother about the people and things I had seen outside in the past year, my mother listened quietly, and inadvertently, I found that on my mother's forehead, I don't know when a strand of gray hair was added, and I realized that my mother was in her fifties, and I had left my hometown and left my mother for nine years since I went south to Zhejiang in 2014.
When the meal started, the sound of firecrackers outside the window came from far and near, and when I looked out, the fireworks bloomed in the night sky, drawing a beautiful arc, and the heating in the house was turned on sufficiently, reflecting the red on my face. On the table was the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner prepared by my mother, which was very rich, and when the fennel seedling dumplings were served as the finale, I couldn't wait to grab one and stuff it into my mouth. I've missed the taste of a year!
On the day of the return, I was sleeping soundly, but I was suddenly awakened by a familiar fragrance, opened my eyes, walked to the kitchen in the dark, and saw my mother through the crack in the door, the kitchen was full of steam, and my mother was making dumplings! Hearing the sound of pushing the door, my mother looked at me, rubbed her hands, and said like a child who had done something wrong, "I'm noisy with you, go to sleep again, and wake you up to eat dumplings in a while." Only then did I find that two full of curtain dumplings had been stacked above the stove, and I suddenly thought that I chatted with my mother last night and said that I couldn't eat fennel seedling dumplings in the south, and I missed it very much. My mother actually remembered it in her heart and stayed up all night to wrap it up for me!
Looking at my mother's red eyes, my nose suddenly became sore, and tears almost fell out, but fortunately, my mother didn't notice it, turned around and served me a bowl of dumpling soup, and said, get in the car dumplings and get off the noodle, and get in the car after eating the dumplings, my mother is relieved.
Carrying her luggage and saying goodbye to her mother, she handed me the bag containing dumplings and said softly, take good care of yourself, I will do it.
The cold wind blew in the early morning, my mother shivered, and the white hair on her head floated up, and my mother was getting thinner and thinner!I didn't dare to look her eyes, and replied, Mom, hurry back, it's cold outside. Then he turned around and got into the car and left, and in the rearview mirror, it was the mother who stood in place in a daze until she disappeared at the end of the field of vision.
In a blink of an eye, it was the end of the year, but I didn't think about it, but on the day of the winter solstice, I ate this fennel seedling dumpling in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, the taste was excellent, but I always felt that there was something missing, ......
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