Looking at the two bottles, the monkey asked curiously: "Master, what are you doing with this?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Let's eat dumplings!"
"Uh, shouldn't you eat it directly? I ate it directly. It's delicious, but a little bland..." The squirrel wiped the oil in his mouth and asked happily.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Jingkuan, one of the differences between humans and animals is their particularity in eating. Animals are not selective about food when they are hungry and will eat whatever is available, but humans are more particular about how to eat, how to eat, when to eat, and what to use." eat… "
"Master, don't they mind the trouble and are they so greedy?" asked the squirrel.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "Sometimes, trouble is a sentiment, a culture, and an inheritance. It's like worshiping Buddha. In fact, for worshiping Buddha, you only need to respect the Buddha in your heart, recite sutras or say a few words about Amitabha. That's good. When the heart has arrived, the Buddha has also arrived. However, people in the world prefer to climb mountains to find ancient temples, bathe and change clothes, burn incense and worship Buddha, and throw incense money. Some people even travel thousands of miles to kneel down and worship step by step to show their piety. Do you know why?"
"Relying on your long life, you're stupid!" Squirrel said confidently.
Fang Zheng directly hit him on the head with chopsticks and said with a smile: "Nonsense!" Then Fang Zheng said with a straight face: "That is a kind of belief. From a certain perspective, belief is a stupid behavior. But it is Because this kind of silly behavior turns the nihilistic belief into a real action that can be imitated, emulated, and passed on, and thus has a carrier of inheritance. The meaning of these rituals and actions themselves is inheritance."
When Fang Zheng said this, he felt quite satisfied when he saw the expressions of serious thinking on the faces of several disciples.
At this moment, the squirrel raised his head and asked: "Master, you have said a lot, and it sounds right, but what does this have to do with eating dumplings with soy sauce and vinegar?"
Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said with a serious face: "It's a big deal!"
"How?" Several disciples asked.
Fang Zheng said: "Because using them - delicious!"
The lone wolf, the monkey, the squirrel, and the red boy were stunned in place for a moment, with hundreds of thousands of grass and mud horses galloping past in their hearts. They talked about their feelings for a long time, but they were all nonsense! Deliciousness is the key.
Seeing this, Fang Zheng burst into laughter and said, "Tasty is the most important thing. Of course, it is also a kind of particularity. Southerners like to eat soup dumplings, both in clear soup and thick soup. I am not sure about this. But in the Northeast of China we have , eating dumplings is more complicated. Starting from making dumplings, the fillings are generally not too salty, and there is not too much meat. If it is too salty, it will be difficult to prepare the ingredients later. If there is too much meat, you generally can’t eat much, and you will easily get bored. Of course, what we eat are all vegetarian and have nothing to do with meat. In short, these Northeastern dumplings are usually more vegetables and less meat. Of course, some people like to eat meat and are not afraid of getting tired, so they have more meat. There are even all-meat dumplings. The stuffing... But if there is too much meat, the dumpling stuffing will tend to clump together and become hard, and the cooked result will not look good.”
"Master, there is something strange in the dumplings." At this time, the squirrel ate the first dumpling. His mouth was full of oil, and his little face was filled with a happy smile. His little eyes were squinted, and he pointed at a dumpling in the dumpling basin that looked like an ear of wheat. s things.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "That's not a strange thing, it's also a dumpling. Our dumplings have a history. The Northeast is no better than the South. In the South, there are still beautiful flowers and green trees in winter, and there are many things for children to play with and eat. There are many. We don’t make dumplings this winter, but when making dumplings, we often encounter some problems."
"What's the problem?" Red Boy asked.
Fang Zheng looked at Hong Boy with a smile and said, "Naughty boy!"
Red Boy: "Uh... Master, can we just attack others personally at this time?"
Fang Zheng 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 make hundreds or even thousands. With so many dumplings, all the dumplings can be made. Handicrafts, mixing noodles, stuffing, and buns are all big projects. They can't be completed in a short time, so the whole family has to work together. At this time, the naughty children are in trouble. No one is watching and making trouble. In order to comfort their children, the old people developed various kinds of dumplings, such as mice, wheat ears, piglets, flowers, etc. Just like pastry toys, they are placed on the In front of the child, let the child watch and protect. In this way, the naughty child will be safe...
Similarly, naughty children don't eat properly. They scream when they are hungry. After eating two mouthfuls of rice, they start to lively and playfully. Old people often use these strange, beautiful and fun dumplings to attract these little ones to the dining table and eat quietly. Because this kind of dumplings are difficult to make, there aren’t many in one pot, and children like them. All the old people have to say is: if you run away, these dumplings will be eaten by others. So, everyone came back and guarded them obediently..."
"Well, there are so many concerns about eating. You adults are too tired from life." Red Boy said.
Fang Zheng glanced at Hong Hai'er and said, "Oh? Then you didn't eat when you were a child. How did your mother deal with it?"
After thinking for a while, Honghaier said: "What a joke, how could I not eat when I was a child?"
Fang Zheng knocked his little head and said, "Tell the truth, don't lie!"
Thinking of the consequences of lying yesterday, Hong Hai'er immediately became honest and said with tears in her eyes: "If I don't eat, my father will do a magic trick, and my mouth will not be closed. My mother will just stuff it in and use chopsticks to eat it." It’s pressed inside... ugh... "
Fangzheng, Lone Wolf, Monkey, and Squirrel heard this and gave him a look of sympathy. Sure enough, the monster's child is resistant to torture...
Fang Zheng patted Hong Boy's shoulder and said, "Good boy, it's a miracle that you are alive."
"Master, you haven't said what those two bottles are for." Monkey asked unhappily.
Fangzheng slapped his forehead and almost forgot: "This is the dipping sauce. Although our dumplings have many kinds of fillings, such as leeks and eggs, sauerkraut, cabbage, celery, mushrooms and meat, these dumplings all have them. One feature is that the taste is not particularly strong! The Northeast has a heavy population, so these dipping sauces are prepared. The dipping sauces vary according to personal tastes. Soy sauce is the main ingredient, with vinegar, chili oil, sesame oil, garlic paste, and chive flowers. , fermented bean curd and other ingredients, mix it to your own taste, then pick up the dumplings, open one piece, and dip it in some sauce. At that moment, you can feel that the originally bland dumpling fillings are stimulated by the sauce. , all the fragrances are activated instantly! The aroma in your mouth is overflowing... "
(End of chapter)