On the day of the Winter Solstice, every household in Shengjing City was preparing the ingredients for dumplings, while children chased and played in the alleys, singing rhymes.
"Winter Solstice is here, Winter Solstice is here, every household makes dumplings, if you don't eat dumplings on Winter Solstice, no one cares if you freeze your ears off."
Near the Prime Minister's Mansion, an old man selling vegetables in the morning set up his stall, displaying fresh radishes and cabbages.
"Old Zhang, two radishes please."
Upon hearing the familiar voice, the old man looked up to see a middle-aged man wearing a simple cotton coat and carrying a vegetable basket, and quickly picked out two good-looking radishes.
"Oh, Prime Minister, why did you personally come to buy vegetables?"
Zuo Jinye smiled and said, "Winter Solstice season, just getting some radishes and lamb to make dumplings."
