Inheritance, inheritance, sequence, order. Chengxu Hall has a very good meaning. This ancestral hall is also large, but the smell of incense is very strong inside. It is not as empty as the academy. In the middle of the courtyard, there is an incense burner as high as one person, and the ground is covered with a red carpet.
Although the family ancestral hall is also a place to worship ancestors, it does not feel any coldness or fear at all. Looking at the names in the room, it makes people feel at ease.
The old man who let Chen Xing in asked, "Where are you from?"
"From Sichuan Province."
"Oh, Sichuan province, Rongcheng Chen family?" Chen Xing shook his head.
"Then do you have any seniority?"
"I don't remember." Chen is considered a common surname in the New Territories. Chen Xing has several grandfathers. Every year during the Qingming Festival, dozens of people set out together. The hotel has to reserve a floor, otherwise there will not be enough seats, but there is still nothing Ancestral hall.
There is a scenic spot called the Chen Family Ancestral Hall, which is only a few kilometers away from the New Territories, but Chen Xing has never been there since he was so old, and he has never heard his family mention that this place has anything to do with them.
The old man was a little disappointed. He seemed to want to help Chen Xing trace the source of Shuo and find out which branch of the Chen family it was.
Chen Xing doesn't remember his generation. But their ancestral home is definitely not from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and may have something to do with Jiangxi.
The genealogy book in Grandpa's family was recorded from the Qing Dynasty. Chen Xing read it once many years ago. He only remembered that the paper of the genealogy looked like it was made of hay, but he had no other impression.
But no matter what, they are already New Territories people. The old man asked Chen Xing to burn a stick of incense, and Chen Xing was very happy.
After all, they all belong to the old Chen family. Maybe they were the same ancestors thousands of years ago. Chen Xing bowed as usual and whispered: "Seniors, please bless me with a good harvest in career and love. Chen Xing is here first." Thank you all." Put on the incense and bow three times.
This ancestral hall is indeed very tastefully built, and there are many plaques on the main hall, such as the wooden signboards for the number one scholar, the sixth Jinshi, the Yanguan Chen Mansion, etc. However, this is an ancestral hall after all, and it is not convenient for Chen Xing to look at it randomly. It was even more inconvenient to take photos and videos, so he took a quick tour and left.
The children were waiting for Chen Xing outside. When they saw him coming out, they quickly came over and asked, "He didn't hit you, did he?"
"Seventh uncle is so cruel!" The next step is to go to the White Tower, located at the end of the village. Chen Xing always called this place the White Pagoda, but he also had a name. Chen Fuyong said it was the Literary Style Pagoda. When he got closer, he saw that the sign said Tuanyun Pagoda, but in fact it just meant the same thing, which was to cultivate the local literary style. .
This is more common in the south and is a type of Feng Shui tower. Like many clans, one of the keys to the prosperity of the Yanguan Chen family is reading. This can be seen from the Wenfeng Pagoda here, the academy in the village, and the plaques in the ancestral hall. Another proof is that other roads in the village All have been renovated.
But the road near the college is still a very historical stone road. Students throughout the ages have walked on those stone slabs, and they are still in use for hundreds of years. They do not get muddy or wet their shoes on rainy days. Doesn’t this kind of preferential treatment for scholars prove the status of reading in their hearts? ?
Tuanyun Pagoda is located in the center of the pond, surrounded by lotus flowers. This scenery made Chen Xing linger and sit in the pavilion in the middle of the lake to look at the white pagoda and lotus flowers.
Until Chen Fuyong came over with his family.
"Chen Xing?" he greeted. Jing Jing wanted to laugh again when she saw Chen Xing, but she held it back. Now she has to pretend to be a lady no matter what... Chen Xing nodded and said, "Hello, are you done with your work?"
"That's almost it." He introduced to his parents,
"This is Chen Xing, who came back with us before. These are my parents."
"Hello, uncle and aunt." Chen Xing said. This family really looks alike, and it’s not just a small issue like appearance, but Hanako’s mouth like showing her teeth when she smiles, making her look particularly cheerful and happy.
"Okay, okay, oh Ah Yong, why haven't I heard you say that before!" The uncle was very enthusiastic and completely treated Chen Xing as his son's friend. Chen Fuyong didn't say that he met him on the way, simply After sharing Chen Xing's information, he and his girlfriend Nui stayed together and whispered.
Chen Xing was always worried that Jing Jing would talk about hanging out with children, and felt a little guilty. But the old couple saw it as something they couldn't let go of, so they became even more enthusiastic.
After all, Chen Fuyong and Xiao An were together, so the uncle and aunt could only chat with Chen Xing, and they couldn't leave the guests alone.
"Chen Xing, where are you from?"
"From Sichuan Province."
"Oh, Sichuan Province, is this your first time in Jiangsu and Zhejiang?"
"Well, I just came here a few days ago."
"Then you must have never tasted our drunken shrimp, right? This is our traditional craft. The ones made in the hotel are not as delicious as ours. You and Xiao An must eat more in a while to refresh your mind." Huh?
Why are you so close to eating? Chen Xing was indeed a little hungry, but he didn't want to go to Chen Fuyong's house for dinner.
Before Chen Xing could refuse, Chen Fuyong said: "Yes, you are eating alone anyway, so come with us. But it's just a matter of a pair of fast food. The drunken shrimp and fish balls made by my mother are super Awesome." His mother smiled very happily, showing her gums.
The child praised her craftsmanship in front of her friends and girlfriends, which obviously made her feel very proud.
"It's almost time to float the fish. I have to go back and knead the fish balls. You guys can go shopping again." Jing Jing immediately said, "Then I won't go shopping anymore. I want to go back and learn from you." Chen Fuyong looked at Chen Xing, Chen Xing said: "I have been playing here for almost two hours. If you don't mind, I will disturb you..." Drunk shrimp, he wants to eat it.
There are also fish balls, I don’t know what the difference is from the fish balls in Hong Kong Island.
"Hey! Don't bother me. You are Ah Yong's friend. Coming to us is like coming to your own home. And your surname is Chen. Maybe we were really a family before. Don't be polite." Walking back. Go to Chen Fuyong's home.
The two-story building has more than 100 square meters on each floor, which is still more than 100 square meters without a public stall, so it looks very big. The things in the living room are not very cheap. The latest Xiaomi 75 ultra-large screen TV is placed in living room.
The sofa is also very comfortable to sit on. But except for uncle, no one was sitting in the living room to rest. They were all crowded in the kitchen watching auntie cooking.
Fortunately, the kitchen is also very large, so it doesn't look crowded when they stand here. Chen Fuyong's mother explained the cooking method to Chen Xing and others while cooking. She had already prepared the first step of the fish balls, which was to use a kitchen knife to scrape the fish meat from the fish body. Now the delicate fish meat has been completely The scraped off, white flowers were placed in a transparent bowl.
The bowl was filled with water, which she said was floating.
"The floating fish meat can remove the fishy smell, make it whiter, and reduce some impurities in the fish meat. It will taste more delicious after a while." She took a handful skillfully and felt that it was enough.
"The time of blanching cannot be too long, otherwise the fish will not be made into fish balls if they are not fresh, and they will not stick together. Then when beating the fish, you must use a kitchen knife to stamp it slowly, and you cannot use a meat beater. The meat beater will not produce good results. Eat." Chen Xing seemed to understand but he remembered it all.
These are all experiences. Chen Xing has a lot of experience, but rarely does practical work in the kitchen. In the future, if he has to go to the kitchen frequently, these experiences will come in handy, allowing Chen Xing to master the methods of these dishes in a short time.
After finishing the preparations, the aunt carefully checked whether there were any fish bones in the minced fish meat.
After this inspection, she put the white, tender and finely minced fish meat into a transparent bowl filled with a small amount of water and stirred it.
"Well, Xiao An, just boil the water and use the iron pot." Jing Jing started to work quickly, and Chen Fuyong told her where the things in the kitchen were and how to use them.
The aunt was stirring the fish clockwise with her tachyon, so fast that her hand was left with an afterimage. Chen Xing watched as the fish in the bowl turned into something like lotus root starch, becoming more and more sticky.
There are no additives at all, just water, fish, and a little salt. Is it so magical?
When the aunt taught Jing Jing, she had already begun directing her to work, but no one asked Chen Xing to help. He stood near the back and watched the aunt operate, trying his best to record every step in his mind.
I'm still thinking, where is the Drunken Shrimp? Compared to the fish balls, Chen Xing obviously wanted to know how the drunken shrimps were made.
He had eaten drunken crab before, but to be honest, he was a little disappointed. The cooked crab had a bit of alcoholic taste. To be honest, it didn't meet Chen Xing's psychological expectations. It was completely different from what he saw on the tip of his tongue, so he wanted to imitate his aunt. The so-called authentic and traditional.
The fish meat has been mixed, the water has been boiled, and the soup stock is almost ready under the command of the aunt. Chen Xing saw the aunt pinch the fish meat with her hands, use a spoon to scoop out a round shape, put it very gently into the boiling water, and then use a large spoon to gently turn it clockwise in the pot.
She said: "This is Yu Yuyuan, which is called You in Yanguan dialect. Yu is the key to controlling the heat of the fish balls. You cannot turn on the high fire. Fish balls are very delicate. Whatever you do, you must do it gently. If you are strong enough, the fish balls will The balls will either break or not take shape." When I finally scooped them up, they all looked like glutinous rice balls, with not a single one broken.
Add a few slices of sliced ham and pour on the freshly made stock. Authentic Jiangnan Fish Balls in Clear Soup is ready.
It's beautifully made and the presentation is beautiful. If this was placed in a hotel, wouldn't it sell for 188 a copy?
Chen Xing opened his mouth in an O shape and clapped vigorously.
"Auntie, you are so awesome, aren't you? These fish balls are delicious and delicious."
"Hahaha, no, you're welcome. Go and sit down. I'll do the rest." Chen Xing wanted to see how the drunken shrimp was cooked, but found that his aunt had already started to stir-fry the side dishes. The shells of the drunken shrimp Chen Xing I didn't see any of them, so I was a little confused, but it was hard to ask, so I could only follow them into the living room.
Chen Fuyong opened the refrigerator and took out a large bowl covered with plastic wrap. Inside are river shrimps that are still moving.
Ouch...this is the Drunken Shrimp! How to do it? Chen Xing was confused. The uncle also came with a wine glass and a bottle of wine: "Come on, Xiaoxing, come and sit. I felt friendly when I saw you in the lotus pond. I didn't expect that you are also Ah Yong's friend. Isn't it a coincidence? No? Come and have some drinks." Chen Fuyong also said: "You are still a little late for traveling here. Next year, you will see if you have time in March. We have a large-scale ancestor worship activity here. By then It’s very lively, and many tourists from out of town will come here at this time, so you can come and take a look.” The rest of the dishes were quickly served.
There is no chili, but the fragrance is very strong, and the various fresh aromas mixed together are enough to stimulate the appetite of any anorexic patient.
Chen Xing picked up a small shrimp that was still moving, and was a little confused about how to eat it. How do you want to eat this? When the aunt saw it, she immediately taught Chen Xing and Jing Jing how to eat it, saying: "Pinch the tail with one hand and the head with the other, put your mouth towards the belly of the drunken shrimp, pinch and suck, and the meat will come out. And the meat will come out." In this way, eating drunken shrimp can still leave a complete shrimp shell." The uncle nodded and said: "Yes, whether you can eat drunken shrimp depends on whether you can still have a complete shell left after eating." Chen Xing learned quickly.
Jing Jing is from Yanjing. It took several attempts to keep a shrimp shell intact, and she burst into laughter as she sat down to eat.
[Wandering in Chenjia Village, time seems to have gone back a hundred years with these buildings of different forms. The exquisite decorations, from smooth and concise to magnificent, from superstitious sacrifices to returning to nature, are all deeply imprinted with the times and fully reflect the development and changes of Chenjiacun] [Top 100 Most Beautiful Ancient Towns: Chenjiacun] [You discovered the beauty of Chenjiacun and received cash: 100,000] No talent or skills.
But it's pretty good, for one hundred thousand yuan, coming back this time is like a trip in vain. It's just that Chen Xing didn't expect that Chenjiacun was also in the top 100 most beautiful ancient towns. What is the selection mechanism?
Could it be that it has nothing to do with the reviews on the Internet, but only to do with your own feelings? What ancient town did you go to that you thought was good? Is it one of the top 100 most beautiful ancient towns?
If this is the case... Chen Xing suddenly felt that the book he wrote had not been published yet, and the subject of the new book had come up again.
It’s still a theme sent by the system. …………The next day, Chen Xing woke up in the hotel at the entrance of the village.
At his insistence last night, he checked into a hotel not far from Chen Fuyong's home. He was really embarrassed to have food and accommodation at Chen Fuyong's home.
Yesterday, he drank a lot of wine, but Chen Xing's strong physique was completely immune to the damage caused by a hangover. However, the bed inevitably smelled of wine, so he just went to the bathroom and took a shower.
Sitting on a chair by the window, listening to the chirping of birds outside, this feeling made Chen Xing very relaxed.
In the future, I will come to a place like this for my retirement. Taking out his notebook, Chen Xing began his daily editing work again. He quickly finished the work he didn't do yesterday when he had time. Otherwise, Chen Xing didn't know where he would live tonight or what would happen to him.
A few good ones were repaired and sent to the gallery, but the rest...were not good enough to put on the website. Then send them all out.
Chen Xing hasn’t made a pure photo video for a long time. He uses Bizhan’s own editing software, which contains a lot of Bizhan’s copyrighted background music, which saves him from buying the copyright from others.
This kind of video is done very quickly. Completed, sent... [I went into the mountains to collect herbs three months ago, but Hasselblad published the original film directly]
