There are not many people in Guangji Temple, and the incense is not very prosperous, especially on New Year's Eve, the door is open, but there are not many pilgrims.

During the Chinese New Year, the most popular incense in the capital should be Yonghe Palace.

Yonghe Palace is the residence of Kangxi, and Qianlong was also born in Yonghe Palace. Yonghe Palace has always had the nickname "Land of Dragon Qian". Later, Yonghe Palace was changed to a Lama Temple and has always been the highest religious temple in the country.

So, during the Chinese New Year, old Beijingers will grab the first incense in Yonghe Palace.

Liu Cheng didn't like the Qing Dynasty, so he didn't like Yonghe Palace very much, so he chose Guangji Temple.

At this time, Guangji Temple was open, but there were not many people. Liu Cheng looked at the gilded imperially built Hongci Guangji Temple and the slightly mottled brick walls. The Guangji Temple covered with only the withered yellow branches of ginkgo, which looked a little shabby.

He chose to burn incense here for no other reason, so it is most effective to seek marriage here.

Wang Weiru took Liu Cheng's hand and walked through this quaint temple. The masters in the temple were too lazy to care about the couple. They both went around the places they could and could not.

"Isn't there a project to ask the master to solve the problem?" Wang Weiru asked slightly strangely.

Liu Cheng smiled and said, "The New Year is coming soon. The master has been busy for a year and has rested."

"Where will you go to celebrate the New Year tonight?" he asked curiously.

Wang Weiru raised his eyes and shook his head: "Do you have New Year's Eve? I don't know, do you have any options?"

Liu Cheng took out his mobile phone and called out the memo and said, "There is a light festival over the Blue Harbor, and the light and shadow effect is still good."

"Shijingshan Amusement Park is a Nordic-style ice and snow town, Santa Claus, Nordic market, 3D castle phantom show, and there are fireworks there."

"There is a New Year-themed fantasy light show over Happy Valley. The floats in Wufu Gate are very good, but those park projects are limited to open."

"The World Trade Sky Lighting Show has the world's largest LED fantasy sky. During the Chinese New Year, many couples will choose to go there and count down the New Year together."

"Today there is a New Year's light torch tower. At midnight, there will be thousands of bright searchlights, which will produce lamp posts of thousands of meters until the sky, which is very spectacular."

"There are many more, you can choose one." Liu Cheng handed his phone to Wang Weiru. These are the more fun places for the New Year's Eve compiled by Liu Yinuo.

Wang Weiru looked at it for a long time and whispered: "Dear Mr. Liu, New Year's Eve, are we going to celebrate the New Year in bed, okay?"

Liu Cheng shook his head vigorously. No matter what he said today, he would be a little later when he went back. Try to try his best to avoid being exhausted from the bed today.

"Okay, I'm not interested in these things, I'll listen to you." Wang Weiru handed the phone to Liu Cheng and said with a smile: "Anyway, I won't go to work tomorrow, and I don't have to go out to pay New Year's greetings, it's a long time."

Liu Cheng was silent for a moment, gave up resistance, and went home honestly.

He turned on the TV, and "Year after Year" was playing on the TV. This show has been around for a while, and it has been like that every year.

Wang Weiru returned home, took off her thick down jacket, and smiled sweetly, "You have a rest first, I'll go make dumplings."

"Do you eat onions?"

Liu Cheng looked at Wang Weiru who was wrapped in an apron, but he had a unique charm: "There are quick-frozen dumplings on the bottom floor of the freezer."

"That's not possible!" Wang Weiru put on an apron, came to Liu Cheng, turned around and said, "Tie it for me."

After Liu Cheng tied his apron, he reached out to touch Wang Weiru's belt. Her breathing suddenly became rapid. This person was indeed a costume tycoon.

She knocked Liu Cheng off his hand and said, "I know how to make trouble! Let's talk about it after dinner."

"I have an apron in my suitcase. That one looks good. It's also what I wear for you. This one is for cooking. Don't mess around."

Wang Weiru took out a lot of ingredients from the refrigerator and said while cutting it: "When I was a child, I always had frostbite. My mother made me the quhanjiaoer soup at that time. It is said that it was the prescription of the medical saint Zhang Zhongjing, but it was actually dumpling soup."

"Look at the thermometer for me." She pulled her hair, looked at Liu Cheng on the sofa, and asked with a strange look: "What are you watching me all the time?"

Liu Cheng said in a novel way: "I thought you could not cook. I have never seen you make a fuss about your small family."

“28°.”

Wang Weiru continued to cut leeks. When he heard Liu Cheng’s question, he thought for a while and said, “I’m just too lazy to make it by myself. If I want to eat it, I’ll make it for you every day.”

"That's fine, it only takes half an hour to get the dough at this temperature."

Liu Cheng looked at the watery leeks and stared at him and asked, "What kind of dumplings are you going to make?"

"Like leeks and mutton filling." Wang Weiru said with a sweet smile: "I have to take care of you. It will take ten years or even longer to have a body bone. You can't be tired or get tired."

Chives and lamb stuffing...

When Liu Cheng heard this term, he shivered.

Wang Weiru boiled the water very skillfully, made some yeast and sprinkled it in the basin, stirred it evenly and placed it on the ground. Because of floor heating, the temperature on the ground will be higher.

She put her favorite mutton into the meat grinder, and also took five or six soaked dried deer antler slices and put them in it.

After she started to stir and crushed the oil pan, she started to add cooking wine, vinegar, green onion, ginger and garlic to stir-fry it. Until it had the aroma, she poured in the leeks and added salt, pepper, chicken essence, thirteen spices and five spices powder.

She turned her head and saw that Liu Cheng was still looking at her, and explained a little: "Your taste is a little lighter. I used to splash oil directly on it, but the mutton is a bit fishy, ​​I'm afraid you won't get used to it."

"It's very fragrant." Liu Cheng nodded, and the TV was on. He took out the couplet and started posting. This job is not a physical job, but he posted a lot.

After all, Liu Yinuo’s home, Wang Weiru’s home, and the computer room he lives in must be posted.

He didn't have to worry about the company. He had pasted it before the holiday. When he returned home with cold air, Wang Weiru had already made up the noodles.

"I am a pastry chef, and I am very good at kneading noodles." Liu Cheng changed his shoes and came to the dining table in the restaurant. After washing his hands, he helped Wang Weiru make dumplings together.

Not long after, Wang Weiru looked at Liu Cheng's dough rolled, and then burst into laughter. She finally understood what Liu Cheng's dough meant.

"Oh, my charity Liu, I admit that you have a great cooking skills, but the way you roll the dough is cooked in the pot. I'll do it, I'll do it."

Wang Weiru smiled and said, "I agree with your knot kung fu. But this kung fu is not that kung fu..."

Liu Cheng started making dumplings again, but this was not a simple job. He made two, but it was very tight, but there were too many goods in his stomach. He just put them down and opened his mouth shortly after he put them down.

"Forget it, my uncle Liu, okay, okay, I'll do it, okay, are you waiting to eat?" Wang Weiru stopped Liu Cheng from continuing to make dumplings.

Liu Cheng is not good at this. Without this experience, he has never made dumplings at home.

He picked up a piece of noodles and started to pinch the noodles. He quickly pinched a little hedgehog, which made Wang Weiru look at him with admiration.
Chapter completed!