Imperial Master of the Ming Dynasty

"When did the spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do we know about the past? There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland cannot bear to look back at the moonlight."

"Are you crazy?!"

It was also New Year's Eve. In the mansion of the Hu family and his son, Hu Hancang was drunkenly drinking wine and reciting a few words of Li Yu, the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

Probably because he had been depressed at home for a long time, perhaps because of the drunkenness, or perhaps because he expressed his true feelings, Hu Hancang actually grabbed the wine glass that his brother had taken away, and shouted: "I want to read it. I want to read it. I want to read it. What happened to a few words?”

After that, the song "Broken Array" came unexpectedly.

"In the past forty years, our country has covered three thousand miles of mountains and rivers. Phoenix pavilions and dragon towers reach the sky, jade trees and twigs are used as cigarettes and radish. How many times have we ever seen war? Once we become a subject, we will spend the most time and the most hastily resign from the temple. On that day, the church still played a farewell song, weeping to the palace maid."

Hu Hancang burst into tears when he sang to the point of emotion.

At this time, firecrackers were blasting all over the city. Even the guards in uniform who were pretending to be servants to monitor them had gone home. Only the guards on the periphery or on guard were still at their posts, so no one really cared about these homeless people. What did the displaced people say.

"Confused! Confused!"

Hu Jiya was already very drunk, but even though he was about to die, he was the most open-minded among the three father and son. He was seen chanting while drinking.

"The willows in the big city and the small city are green, and the snow is clearing on the east and west platforms.

The orioles are dreaming of the New Year again, and the silk and bamboo trees often hear the sounds of the quiet night.

The abandoned garden is full of smoke and horses are moving, and the Qingjiang River has risen in spring and flattened its embankments.

The wine in the bottle is full of strength, and I don’t regret living this life. "

After chanting, he burst into laughter.

"Hu Jiya, you are confused!"

While scolding themselves, they picked up the dishes. The dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner on the table were quite simple, and what they drank was the Tusu wine brewed with Tusu grass, which symbolizes physical strength. Many dishes also had peach leaves on them, which was taken from "General It means "replace old talisman with new peach".

Seeing his father and brother like this, Hu Yuancheng also smiled bitterly for a moment, paced back and forth in his cowhide boots, and said helplessly: "Let's light a fire."

Different from the Song Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty's stay-at-home rituals were more unique. People in the Ming Dynasty liked to light bonfires at home. In the countryside, they usually used the straw left after the autumn harvest to light the fire. However, in the city, there was no such condition, so some tree branches were usually used. Put firewood and firewood into a basin or jar and light it. This is called a "strong fire". People believe that the stronger the fire is, the better luck will be in the new year.

At this time, despite the non-stop crackling of firecrackers outside, it is actually not yet midnight, so most people continue to eat and drink. After eating and drinking, they eat melons and peel oranges, or do something to play, such as playing leaf cards. Category.

A strong fire was lit, and the father and son sat in front of the copper basin, staring blankly at the fire.

The flames jumped and burned, seeming to form a vortex, sucking their thoughts into it.

The ancients said, "I am a stranger in a foreign land, but I miss my relatives even more during the holidays." However, they are a family with all their relatives here, but it is a pity that they are still strangers in a foreign land.

Hu Yuancheng had something to do every day at the artillery foundry. He had not been the emperor before, and his hobbies were more in line with his work, so he didn't feel so much sense of loss and complaint. However, Hu Hancang stayed at home every day and had such a temperament. So gloomy, just because he was depressed, he also got sick from depression.

"Dad is old. In this Ming Dynasty, it is a blessing to be healthy for a few years, but you never know when you will die. You two must remember what you said back then."

Hu Jisao broke the silence, but made it even more silent.

That sentence was naturally a poem written to Hu Yuancheng when Hu Hancang was chosen to ascend the throne.

"Remember, no matter what in the future, I will take care of my brother."

Hu Jishao looked at Hu Yuancheng and had a lot to say, but in the end he patted him on the shoulder, then changed the subject and asked, "How have you been doing lately?"

Hu Yuancheng replied: "The iron smelting technology of the Ming Dynasty is much better than that of Annan. Now under the guidance of Jiang Xinghuo, molten steel can be smelted on a large scale. A lot of high-quality steel has been produced. It is very busy every day."

"Are they used to cast cannons instead of bronze cannons?" Hu Hancang asked casually.

Unexpectedly, Hu Yuancheng shook his head and only said: "Part of it."

"Is that for making weapons and armor?"

"Not entirely." Hu Yuancheng said truthfully, "In fact, most of the steel is used to make parts and machine tools, and most of the rest is used to make steel bars. There is actually not much left for weapons, armor and cannons."

Hu and his son were surprised for a moment. After hearing Hu Yuancheng explain what the "parts and machine tools" were used for, Hu Hancang sighed: "This is used to make hens that lay eggs."

"Not entirely."

Hu Jiya said: "We have many and good armors, weapons, and artillery. There is no need to improve the quality for a while."

After that, Hu Jiya drank another glass of Tusu wine and sighed: "The development of the Ming Dynasty is really changing with each passing day. After a month, it has changed. Our craftsmen have to use their hands to rub these things. People now use machines directly." Go ahead and make it, it’s really not okay if you don’t accept it.”

"What has Father been busy with recently?" Hu Yuancheng felt a little guilty. He seemed not to have paid much attention to what his father was doing recently.

"Idle clouds and wild cranes, just follow and work around."

Hu Jiya poured the wine flask, but there were indeed only a few drops of wine left.

"Have you read Ming Pao?"

"Looked at it."

"The "King System", the School of Classical and Modern Literature, and the Diversion of Classics and History. With so many big moves, Jiang Xinghuo turned Confucianism upside down with just a few clicks. In the past when "Yongle Dadian" was compiled, most people followed and sorted out these things. I can be regarded as quite Confucian. I have achieved a lot, so I picked one and made a lot of it. People see me as somewhat useful, so they don’t care much about my status.”

After hearing this, Hu Hancang said in frustration: "My father and brother are both capable, but I am a loser."

Hu Yuancheng wanted to blurt out something, but he pursed his lips and did not say it. Hu Jiya raised his head and drank the wine in the flask. He looked sideways at his good-for-nothing son and said the truth: "If Liu Chan hadn't behaved well, He's like a waste, can he die well? If you were really capable, I wouldn't be able to eat safely."

After hearing this, Hu Hancang was stunned and speechless.

As the sound of firecrackers outside became louder and louder, Mr. Hu and his son also understood that it was almost time to give birth.

In fact, except for burning fires, the New Year customs of the Ming Dynasty are basically the same as those of the Song Dynasty. The traditional setting off of fireworks and firecrackers to drive away the Nian beast and bless peace is no exception.

It was inconvenient for the Hu family and his son to leave the house, and they were both old, so they naturally stopped joining in the fun. They had almost eaten the dishes, so they staggered up and planned to go back to the house to sleep.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door of the backyard of the mansion.

"who?"

A guard who was nominally responsible for protecting them but actually responsible for monitoring them came in and said, "The Imperial Master has sent some New Year's gifts."

Hu Yuancheng took apart a few gadgets, but he didn't quite recognize them.

"This is?"

"It smells pretty good." Hu Hancang interjected.

After turning it over, I saw the words engraved on the bottom of the glass bottle.

——A gentleman is like bamboo, fragrant in the wind.

In the other bag, there was a card written, which was Jiang Xinghuo's congratulations. It turned out that he didn't think it was appropriate to give anything, so he gave three boxes of perfume samples.

Perfume is not only aimed at the female market, the retro version of Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove is aimed at male literati. Who doesn't like to retro style the Wei and Jin Dynasties?

Sure enough, this gift was delivered to the heart of Hu Jishen, a Confucian.

Hu Jishao held the moon and looked at it for a long time before sighing: "This Imperial Master is really a humble gentleman!"

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"You boy, don't run away from me!"

The modest gentleman Hu Jiyou calls him is currently at the door of the mansion, holding a horsewhip-shaped burning firework and throwing it at Zhu Yong, followed by a group of children.

Zhu Yong's athletic ability was so amazing that Jiang Xinghuo couldn't catch up for a long time. It was a pity that the group of children behind him did not have such athletic ability. The two little girls from Duke Wei's family were so frightened by the fireworks that they covered their faces and sat down in the snow. on the ground.

This is a game similar to the eagle and chicken game, but there are two teams, with a bunch of children from different families screaming along, and some people setting off fireworks and firecrackers nearby.

In the Ming Dynasty, fireworks and firecrackers had basically reached their peak development. They could be made in any shape. There were hundreds of kinds on the market. Those wrapped in mud were called "casseroles" and those wrapped in paper were called "flower tubes." , those packed in baskets are called "flower pots", those that make only sound are called "cannons", those that can fly into the sky are called "fire", those that make a sound after flying into the sky are called "third-level waves", and those that spin on the ground are called "Ground Mouse". There were sounds and lights of all kinds of firecrackers and fireworks everywhere, and the scene was extremely lively.

After playing for a while, Jiang Xinghuo felt that it was boring, so he handed the fireworks to the people next to him. The "old hen" was replaced, but no one dared to catch him. They just looked at the little kid sniffing. We, Jiang Xinghuo felt a little lonely for no reason.

Suddenly looking back, there was no one in the dimly lit place.

Jiang Xinghuo put his hands in his pockets and walked up the steps of Duke Chengguo's house.

On the stone lions on the right, Zhu Neng, Duke of Cheng Kingdom, and Xu Jingchang, Duke of Ding Kingdom, were pulling the snow on the steps with the heels of their boots, chatting casually.

"Feeling better? Don't catch a cold again."

"cannot."

Zhu Neng looked at Jiang Xinghuo, gave him a friendly smile, and stretched out his hand to tighten the white mink cloak on his body.

Jiang Xinghuo pulled him back from hell. Zhu Neng was sincerely grateful to his savior. His previous hostility had long since turned into regret.

"I heard that Gansu is going to build seventeen forts?" Xu Jingchang on the side asked at this time.

After a year of training, Xu Jingchang is no longer so green at this time, but he is still a junior after all. Although he is in charge of the handicraft factory area in Jiangnan and has great power, he still doesn't dare to speak and can only look for unimportant things. To avoid showing your cowardice.

"Yes, we must be prepared for the Timur Khanate's expedition."

Jiang Xinghuo gestured with his hands: "Actually, it is to change the city fortress from a convex polygon to a concave polygon. After this improvement, more side firepower can be arranged. We have many small-caliber artillery, which are used to kill and injure the enemy when attacking the city. The infantry is very convenient. No matter how the enemy attacks, it will expose it to more than one bastion surface. In addition, we can also use cross fire to carry out multiple strikes, and we can also shoot vertically on the moat to effectively block the enemy. subsequent offensive line.”

"The cities in the Hexi Corridor are connected in a line. If the bastions are of great use, you might as well build more. Seventeen are just the first batch of plans." Zhu Neng added at this time.

Jiang Xinghuo nodded and just said: "Well, let's take a look after the year. A one-to-one version has been built with bricks and stones on the plain outside Nanjing City. It will be completed after the year."

Because the concrete has not yet been completed, the reinforced concrete structure will not be used on the bastion for the time being, but in fact the masonry structure is sufficient for verification.

The essence of the bastion is to defend against strong enemies. In fact, if it is to defend against the Mongols, any fortress is the same. The Mongols have no siege technology left at all. If the opponent is weaker, there will be no siege technology at all. If you need to defend, just push back all the way.

Therefore, the built bastion is also used to show the actual combat effect to the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion. As for the materials of the buildings, they are actually similar. The most important thing is to explain clearly the principle of changing the defense mechanism.

"Master, do you think Timur will really come?" Xu Jingchang asked curiously.

"I don't know. I hope he dies on the way."

Jiang Xinghuo is telling the truth. Although necessary precautions must be taken, if the Ming Dynasty really falls into a war with the Timur Empire due to changes in the historical line, then the reform process will undoubtedly be affected. It will have a huge impact and may even come to a standstill.

Without a good external environment, it is impossible to build the Ming Dynasty itself. It does not matter if it attacks the Annan Kingdom. Even the small countries around it are not enough for the Ming Dynasty to fight. The most critical issue is to try to avoid an all-out war with the Timurid Empire. The Timur Empire is undoubtedly the second most powerful country in the world.

It may be an exaggeration to say that Timurid's empire had one million armored men, but three to four hundred thousand string control men is definitely not an exaggeration. If an all-out war breaks out with an empire of this size, the war will definitely burn to the west of Tongguan, and the Ming Dynasty must concentrate on the whole country. The manpower and material resources will be used to support the northwest front. At that time, any reform measures will have to give way to all-out war, which is what Jiang Xinghuo does not want to see.

"Since the beginning of the People's Republic of China, the northwest has been in dire straits. Shaanxi, Gansu, and Ningxia west of Tongguan have a combined population of barely one million. In such a large place, the population is not as large as that of a city in Nanjing, and most of them are military households. Construction is inherently difficult. Difficulty, if this battle really breaks out, even if it is won, I am afraid there will not be many people left in the entire northwest."

Zhu Neng answered: "The land of Jin is not stable either."

Jiang Xinghuo and Xu Jingchang obviously know what this means. It is the first day of the first lunar month of the second year of Yongle. In the first half of this year, the main force of the Yan army of more than 200,000, which has been stranded in the south for two years, is about to I broke camp and headed north to return to my hometown.

These soldiers have been completely fed up with the weather and life in the south. Now this result has been delayed again and again. After completing the military reform of the three major battalions, they have to go north no matter what.

At that time, the unlucky ones will naturally be the only remaining kings of Qin and Jin, as well as the Mongols and Jurchens.

Jiang Xinghuo didn't want to dwell on this topic any longer, but turned to Xu Jingchang and asked: "What about Luzon's overseas study envoys and the princes from Japan? After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, when the factory area resumes work, let them Go visit.”

Xu Jingchang was slightly startled, then nodded in agreement.

Because the handicraft workshop area still involves some Ming Dynasty secrets, it would be fine if the eldest prince of Luzon and the prince of Japan do not return to the country in the future. If they return to the country, it is indeed a question whether it is convenient to show these things to them.

If they wanted to take a look, it would definitely not be a superficial look. They would have to take a look at all aspects of the interior. They might not be able to see any secrets, but there must be some scruples in it.

This is the reason why I haven't arranged for them to go see it before.

But since Jiang Xinghuo nodded today, Xu Jingchang naturally has nothing to do. The Imperial Master has agreed, so just take a look.

"Arrange for Director Tang to entertain them well."

Well, through her own efforts, Tang Yin has been promoted from a textile foreman to a factory director.

It has to be said that capable people are like a cone in a bag and can rise to the top wherever they go, even if they are starting from scratch.

I haven't seen Tang Yin for a long time. This woman is quite interesting. Jiang Xinghuo suddenly felt like he was from another world.

After watching for a while, the children were in high spirits, but Zhu Neng took his leave and said he was sleepy.

Jiang Xinghuo and Xu Jingchang were the only ones left under the stone lion of Duke Chengguo's Mansion.

"I mentioned Jiangnan just now, but there's something I've always wanted to ask."

Jiang Xinghuo suddenly said: "Your sister-in-law promised to go to Jiangnan to visit, but she suddenly changed her mind."

Xu Jingchang was not surprised at all and said, "Actually, I don't know the specific process."

But he immediately added: "But that day, the eldest aunt (Queen Xu) recruited the younger aunt to join the palace and talked for a long time."

"Where is your sister-in-law?"

"Going to Guanli for meditation."

Jiang Xinghuo was silent for a moment, but Xu Jingchang turned around and asked, "What does the Imperial Master think?"

"Your sister-in-law is a very nice girl. She doesn't have any bad intentions. She is also a beautiful person. If she lives her life, she should be a good family member who respects us as guests till the end of her life. Maybe we will be like a kiss for a long time. But I am a person who thinks too much. He was heavy and had too many scruples, but he failed to develop feelings for her."

"What a pity." Xu Jingchang didn't know what to say.

"There will always be regrets in life. The perfect thing is a novel. I thought I just couldn't fall in love with anyone, but in the end I discovered that I don't love anyone. Some roads can only be walked alone." Jiang Xinghuo is quite free and easy.

It should have ended here, but at this moment, Xu Jingchang suddenly said a very philosophical word.

"But no matter how ugly a person is, he loves himself very much."

Jiang Xinghuo was stunned by these words.

Looking at the fireworks, Xu Jingchang suddenly felt a little emotional. He said: "My father told me before he died, don't hate my eldest uncle, and don't hate my uncle. The family must bet on both sides to remain invincible. "

"Hedging your bets."

"My eldest uncle wants my eldest uncle to be a thorn in the side of the north."

"Who are you with?"

"I'll follow you."

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Yongle second year, the first day of the first lunar month.

The new year and new atmosphere, as the beginning of this year, can be said to be very important, and the palace is not idle on this day. It has to hold many kinds of rituals to celebrate the new year. Before dawn, the palace people have to Incense is burned and firecrackers are burned in the palace, and then the door bolts are pulled out from each palace, placed on the ground and smashed three times, which means "dropping a thousand gold coins", which means that the coming year will bring abundant wealth.

When the sky is about to break, the annual Zhengdan Festival is about to begin.

Don't get me wrong, it's not work, it's the sixteenth day of the first lunar month. This is when all the civil and military officials come to collectively pay New Year's greetings to the emperor.

This custom can be traced back to the Han Dynasty, and by the Ming Dynasty, it had actually become an increasingly grand royal ceremony.

The Zhengdan court meeting is generally divided into two parts. One part is the "congratulatory ceremony", and the objects of congratulations are different. Civil and military officials and foreign envoys have to congratulate the emperor on the New Year, while the wives of each family have to congratulate the master of the harem. During the New Year, the general order is the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother, and the Queen. Now there is only the Queen, so just worship the Queen.

The second part is the "Grand Banquet Ceremony", that is, after the emperor has congratulated the officials, he holds a grand banquet in the palace. Officials, members of the royal family and foreign envoys can participate. The second part is that the ladies have to meet with the queen and others in the harem. have a meal together.

The scale of the entire Zhengdan court is very large, and the banquets are also diverse, divided into large banquets, medium banquets or small banquets. Different banquets also correspond to different dishes.

There is no discussion of state affairs or government affairs at the banquet. It is purely about eating and drinking. Each person has a small table. If you can't finish the dishes, you can pack them up if you want to take them back to your mother and family. Moreover, the court supports and encourages packing and does not advocate waste. This is because in the past, there were many stories about loyal ministers and filial sons who could not eat meat on weekdays because they were honest and self-respecting, but when it came to the banquet, they were reluctant to eat and wanted to take it back to their mother's family.

There was nothing to say during the official meeting. No one wanted to cause trouble at this time. The emperor also maintained a silent attitude towards any government affairs. The eldest prince was still thinking behind closed doors, so nothing happened. Jiang Xinghuo had a good meal in the morning. , went home after eating, and had to come for a meal in the evening.

But this is not the end of the first year of junior high school. He still has a lot to do.

Because although the family temple in Rongguo Duke's mansion does not belong to him, he still has to take Jiang Xuan to worship his ancestors.

Jiang Xinghuo does not believe in gods, but he is like a father to his eldest brother, so he still has to take Jiang Xuan with him to do necessary things. The ritual of worshiping ancestors is not complicated at all. Cut the papyrus into paper money and burn it, and then add three cooked animals as offerings. In front of the ancestral tablets.

After the ancestor worship was completed, it was time to wish birthdays to the elders. Jiang Xinghuo sent blessings to all the old comrades he knew, wishing them to accompany him on the road to reform for a long time.

Then the whole family makes Bianshi together. This is not a custom in the south, but from the north. Bianshi is a Yan dialect, which generally refers to pasta such as wontons and dumplings, and generally refers to dumplings.

Jiang Xinghuo likes to eat leek and egg stuffing and pickled cabbage and beef stuffing, so Jiang Xuan made some. Beef is usually not available. Although the Ming Dynasty did not strictly prohibit eating cows like the Tang Dynasty, beef is not something ordinary people can consume. The price is very high, and people still consume pork and mutton as the main meat.

After eating a few dumplings in a hurry, Jiang Xuan said to him.

"We let our souls go!"

"Go ahead and be safe."

"Fanghun" means "having fun" and is a dialect in Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas, but it is basically common in Jiangnan. Jiang Xuan and Jiang Xinghuo are from Xuancheng, so naturally they are no exception. During the Chinese New Year, you can start to enjoy it from the first day of the first lunar month. For fun, many young people in Ming Dynasty also like to go to temple fairs.

The older ones, who are not so adventurous, will keep having "banquets" to pass the time. Every family is holding a banquet, and anyone who looks familiar can eat it if they give a gift of a hundred copper coins. It’s a good banquet, so during the Chinese New Year, many people rely on “banquets” for all three meals a day.

And the most important thing is that during the Chinese New Year, the liquor in the liquor workshop is sold out.

Rich people in the Ming Dynasty generally made their own wine, and the more famous the family, the more they paid attention to this. When entertaining guests during the Spring Festival, they would basically treat the guests to drink their own good wine. In fact, the annual wine output is basically Forty to five percent of the total is consumed during the Chinese New Year, and many small households have to hold banquets and do not have the conditions to make their own wine, so they have to buy wine. What other wine is more cost-effective than high-quality and cheap liquor? The common people didn't care at all that this high-alcohol wine was at the bottom of the wine contempt chain in the eyes of the nobles, and they didn't care whether it was in line with current tastes. They only knew that this stuff was not only inexpensive, but it would also make you drunk.

Jiang Xinghuo watched the guards follow Jiang Xuan and the others out, but he was not in a hurry to go out, because if nothing unexpected happened, many people should come to give him gifts.

Officials' New Year greetings are actually simpler than those among ordinary people, because as long as they are not particularly familiar with each other, there is no need to bring gifts for New Year greetings. There are two conventional ways of paying New Year greetings. One is to set up a long table in the front hall of the home. , put a signature paper on it, and the guest himself or entrust a close friend to come to the home of the person he wants to visit, raise a pen to sign, and it is considered as a New Year greeting; the other is to send a name card, which is about a combination of a business card and a greeting card. This way of greeting you does not even require entering the house. Just send a business card outside the door. Everyone will assume that even if they meet you, this is the case for New Year greetings everywhere. It is convenient for you and it is convenient for me.

In order to make it easier for others and themselves, officials even put a red paper bag in front of their house with the words "Receive Blessings" written on it, which is used to hold the name card. People who come can just drop it in and it's done. If you want to get a fortune, you can go to the door. There is usually a red envelope, either candy or a few large coins.

This custom has been around for a long time, and it is not new to the Ming Dynasty. The earliest notes written by Zhou Hui of the Song Dynasty, "Qingbo Magazine", record that "During the Yuanhua period, during the New Year's Day, servants were often used to carry famous thorns." And in Jiang Xinghuo's case, In his previous life, Wen Huiming, one of the four great talents in the south of the Yangtze River, also wrote a poem titled "New Year's Greetings" which goes like this: "I don't ask for a meeting, but for a visit, and the famous papers fill the open house. I also follow people to throw in a few papers. The world is too simple but not too empty.", also You can get a glimpse of this custom.

But compared with the minimalist style of officials, communication with non-officials is much more troublesome.

Jiang Xinghuo waited for a long time, and encountered this kind of trouble when he went out at noon. When he met his colleagues and friends on the way, if he brought a junior with him, the junior would have to kowtow to him as an elder in the street. In the early Ming Dynasty, kowtowing was still a big gift, and it was really not as good as bringing Qing to meet people. The knocking kind.

On the street, both men and women, old and young, fold gold foil paper into ornaments in the shape of flying geese, butterflies, grasshoppers, etc. and insert them on their heads. It is somewhat similar to hairpins, but much simpler, and it is a handicraft that even children can do. , mainly used to heighten the festive atmosphere, called wearing "noisy noise". The larger one is about the size of a palm, and the small one is only the size of a copper coin. Normal people wear one to show off that they are rich. That is true. Put paper made of gold into your head, whoever has a sore neck will know.

When arriving at the home of a true "friend", according to the custom of New Year greetings in Jiangnan in the early Ming Dynasty, wine was always placed in the house. Guests who came to pay New Year greetings generally had to drink some wine before leaving, or at least take a sip to express their feelings.

Jiang Xinghuo's face turned a little red after walking around for a while, and some of the shops on the road started to open. Basically, they were selling small snacks, and most of them were selling glutinous rice balls part-time. The glutinous rice balls were stuffed with walnuts and sugar, and then served on the side. Sprinkle water and roll it on the thin glutinous rice noodles. It will roll bigger and bigger like a snowball until it reaches the size of a child's fist. Not only did the child next door cry with greed, but Jiang Xinghuo couldn't help but buy a bowl and taste it. After finishing it, he felt... I am holding on a little.