NOVEL WEB Chapter 145 Poker Fight!
The name He Ye was given by the old dean who was a cook. Everyone in the orphanage who did not have a surname had the surname Su after the old dean. When the old dean picked up He Ye, he said that this little grandson had a pure smile. Incomparable, white jade is flawless, so He Ye was given the name of a cook.
When he grew up, left the orphanage and entered society, he always believed that this society was kind because there were people like Dean Su.
Every year during the Spring Festival, he would spend all his salary to buy new year's goods and bring them to the orphanage to celebrate the Spring Festival with his grandchildren and the old director, that is, his common people!
He Ye was quite a failure in his previous life. He had no skills and had not studied for a few days. He did not even know many basic skills, such as swimming, driving, etc. He did not learn in an instant. He did not learn in an instant. Use it to work! Overtime! Part-time jobs!
He felt that if he worked harder, the old dean would suffer less. Until that day when he went up the mountain to watch shooting stars, he came to Beidu Siheyuan. He was confused for the first few days, and then worried about the old dean and the others. He discovered that without him, the earth would not stop rotating every day. It can be said that he had gone through such a long time in his heart. Maybe God had mercy on him and gave him a perfect family in this life!
"Daniu, why are you so useless? Are you eating?"
He Ye's loud voice rang in his ears. He Ye came back to his senses and saw the whole family staring at his face. His mother, Yan Liu, stretched out her hand to wipe his face and said, "Why are you still crying after eating?
Only then did He Ye feel the coldness on his face. He quickly lowered his head to wipe it off, raised his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, I just feel like it's great to be with you guys from the courtyard!".
"Hahaha, Guawazi, how can you say this so well!"
Grandpa laughed, and grandma also joked: "That's it, I'm still a factory worker. In which Spring Festival did we, the common people, not get together?" He Ye laughed with the two of them, and kept picking up food for the two elders. , more important than anything else!
After eating, the common people were sitting on the hot bed chatting. He Ye and Yan Banggan also put on new clothes, each wearing a leather cloak. He and Yan Liu were not willing to make one for themselves, but instead this I dressed both old people. While talking about spending money, grandpa lovingly touched the gray cotton back and forth with his hands. The affection on his face should not be too obvious. Grandma was very reserved and took these things very lightly. She covered her legs with her fur cloak and continued teasing the extremely clever guy. Everything was so harmonious.
He Ye is a restless person, so how can he not eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year? Although this was only popularized in the Ming Dynasty, He Ye also insists on eating dumplings during the Chinese New Year. The Spring Festival is incomplete without dumplings!
It's amazing to say it. You people in the courtyard, do you know who invented this dumpling? It was invented by Zhang Zhongjing, the medical sage of Beidu! Because the shape resembles an 'ear', we called it "dumpling" at the beginning. "Jiao Er" was invented at that time to treat rotten ears. At first, it was made of pork and cold-repelling herbs. After being cooked, it was chopped into pieces and wrapped in dough for the patients to eat. Later, there were dumplings.
Just do what you said, and went to the kitchen and called Mrs. Yan Liu for help. The mother and son began to prepare the meat filling. They only had large pork at home, so they planned to stuff it with large pork and green onions. Green onions, the delicious local plants of the Dragon Kingdom, and Needless to say, the right side of "fresh" and the combined taste don't need to be said, right?
Yan Liu chopped the meat filling, and He Ye prepared some spices to season it. When he was ready, he started making noodles and making dumplings for dinner in the evening. Besides visiting during the Chinese New Year, how could there be no other entertainment activities? Mahjong is a bit laborious, and poker cards should be used. Then, the game of Landlords was born!
However, the name of cooking needs to be changed. The energy of Landlord is still so huge now. It is not good for Dou Landlord to spread. After thinking about it, I called it a poker fight. It’s simple and easy to remember! I first taught Mr. He, and then this old man officially set sail with San Happy Poker!
After Yan Liu and grandma became familiar with the rules of the game, Grandpa and He were replaced and could only watch helplessly. In the afternoon, when neighbors came to pay New Year's greetings, Grandpa and He taught them how to play again. With them, it's not that difficult to make a pair of cards. Everyone who comes to He Ye's house to pay New Year greetings is attracted by this game called "fighting poker" and stays in Yan's house.
I believe that within a few days, this new type of entertainment activity will spread throughout Beidu Dragon Kingdom. After playing poker all afternoon, I started making dumplings towards the evening. There was no Spring Festival Gala in Beidu Siheyuan, and the villagers did not have the habit of keeping vigil. Dumplings were a food that won unanimous praise from the whole family!
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Mr. He decided to add this kind of delicacy to the store next year. He Ye told him that there will be many kinds of fillings, for example, people who pray to Buddha can eat vegetarian fillings here, etc. The two of them decided to The issue of dumplings was talked about so enthusiastically that Yan Liu shook his head and smiled bitterly. They were still talking about this during the Chinese New Year.
Going to bed when it gets dark at night is also the standard life of Beidu Siheyuan. Work at sunrise and rest at sunset. In this way, He Ye spent his first year in Beidu Siheyuan, the first year of Zhenguan, in an ordinary way. !
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Early the next morning, the first day of the Lunar New Year in the second year of Zhenguan, before dawn, the taxi driver's shouts came from outside the door. He Ye changed his clothes, and Mrs. Yan Liu had already brought He Ye food. It was done. Yesterday's dumplings were a little warmer. After the two of them ate, they led Yan Chongming, who had the same sleepy look on his face, into a taxi.
The fare is exaggerated, one or two grains! Such a high price can usually allow him to go back and forth more than ten times, but this New Year's Day, all the neighbors in the courtyard are willing to come out to pick up you people in the courtyard, but no one The right price certainly won’t work. The coachman huddled in his big pigskin fur, his beard covered with frost from the cold, and asked He Ye tremblingly: "Sir, a student from the Siheyuan, why don't you go back to Chang'an in such a cold weather?"
He Ye was not much better in the car. After all, the taxi did not have air conditioning. He also shivered and said: "No, there is no way, the shop, the shop is open." The taxi driver admired: "Siheyuan students are so smart. At such a young age, I can build a business in Chang'an. I'm so envious." He Ye chuckled, not knowing that his polite words were actually being sincere. It didn't matter, but he felt quite happy doing it.
When it was just dawn, the taxi arrived in Chang'an, entered West Street, and came to the third place of Liaozhai Noodle Community. From top to bottom to the archway, there were red cloths tied on them, and red silk and satin. The flowers looked so bright, and the plaque of Liaozhai was also covered with a big red cloth. It looked like they would have to wait until the ribbon-cutting to bring down a few. .