Chapter 136: eat dumplings
Chapter 136 Eating Dumplings
Five pounds of fat and thin pork belly.
Jiang Xiaoxiao peeled the meat, prepared to cut the meat into pieces, then continue to decompose it, and finally chop the stuffing.
Jia Shu is chopping cabbage there.
They were thirteen people eating dumplings. Especially apart from the two of them, the rest are all young men.
The food intake is larger than the other.
I estimate that one person needs at least 25 dumplings, otherwise he will never be able to fill his stomach.
So chopping stuffing is a hard work.
"I'll chop the stuffing, you'd better go ahead and chop the onions."
Before Jiang Xiaoxiao could react, a pair of big hands had already taken the kitchen knife from her hand, and he naturally occupied the position in front of the chopping board.
“Can you chop stuffing?”
Jiang Xiaoxiao was full of doubts, mainly because Song Moting's face was so deceptive. For such a good-looking man with such a good temperament, he didn't look like a man doing housework at home.
She had speculated before that Song Moting's family background was probably not low.
Song Moting has a strong bookish aura about him, and is elegant and noble.
This is not something that ordinary families can cultivate, it is an innate temperament.
“Don’t worry, I also work at home. My grandma makes dumplings, and I chop the fillings every time. And I can say that I have a lot of experience.”
Song Moting smiled, what a look in this girl's eyes, as if she disliked herself so much.
“I really didn’t expect that, I thought you were the spoiled one at home.”
Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at Song Moting's big, well-jointed hands, where he began to cut the meat skillfully.
I finally let go. It seems that I am indeed very experienced and I really didn’t lie to myself.
She was not worried about anything else but that Song Mo Tingwan would have his hands on her.
Isn't that a crime worthy of death? Originally, she had good intentions and let everyone have a good meal.
“I’m here, let me help you make the noodles. I have strong hands, so the noodles I make will be strong, and I will make delicious dumplings in a while.”
He Aiguo rushes to work.
After taking the basin, I went over there to scoop out the flour. They didn’t have much white flour, so they ate a little and a little less.
But a meal of dumplings is not a waste if you don’t eat white flour dumplings.
They have meat, but if they don’t use white flour, the meat will be in vain.
“I’ll help you light the fire.”
“We were helping to roll out the dough for a while, and I was the best at rolling out the dough.”
Everyone rushed to help.
This meal of dumplings was made in a short time, mainly because there were more people and more strength.
Two rollrs and six dumpling makers. As you can imagine, making these dumplings is not an easy task.
Wait until the dumplings come out of the steaming hot pot.
At this time, everyone no longer eats in the kitchen and has moved into the living room.
Mainly the kitchen, it’s too cold here.
The big house they live in has already been equipped with a fire pit, so the room is much warmer than the stove.
The dining table was carried directly into the room, and the stools were also moved over. On the table were several large plates of hot dumplings, as well as minced garlic and vinegar.
Song Moting didn't see Jiang Xiaoxiao.
"Jiang Xiaoxiao, why is he missing? These dumplings are ready. If you don't serve them quickly, they will become lumpy after a while."
Jia Shu smiled and said,
“She said fry some chili oil, otherwise the dumplings will be tasteless. Come over soon, everyone, please sit down first.”
Song Moting took a look at the seats. Several grown men had already sat down without any politeness. He Aiguo sat next to Jia Shu.
The other seat next to Jia Shu was empty. It was obviously reserved for Jiang Xiaoxiao and the two of them, who usually seemed to be alone. Definitely have to sit together.
And Gu Dali happened to sit next to the empty seat.
His face turned dark.
Gu Dali, Gu Dali, why are you just leaning in front of me when you have nothing to do?
Walked over and patted Gu Dali on the shoulder.
This person is holding his own lunch box and putting minced garlic and vinegar into the lunch box.
He was tapped on the shoulder and looked back quickly.
“What’s wrong, Brother Song? Sit down quickly! You’re not active in eating, and there’s something wrong with your brain.”
“You go and sit over there.”
Song Moting had no expression on his face, and Gu Dali was stunned when he said this.
Why should you ask him to move? He just sat down and hasn't even taken a bite of the dumpling in his mouth.
“Brother Song, I can just sit here. Over there, that’s the seat for you.”
He feels wronged.
“I just like sitting here, you go over there quickly.”
Song Moting didn't say anything, picked him up and sat down by himself.
That grievance of Gu Dali.
My own brother Song always turns into a robber and even steals people's seats.
Ye Jiansheng next to him smiled and winked at him, patting the seat next to him.
“Hurry up, come and sit in front of me, why are there so many things?”
Gu Dali sat down aggrievedly.
He provoked whomever, why did everyone look at him like this?
Jiang Xiaoxiao picked up the curtain and came in.
Everyone smelled the fragrance.
“Okay, the chili oil is ready. This is my own secret chili oil. I guarantee that you will remember it twice after eating it. It is a unique secret recipe.”
Jiang Xiaoxiao walked quickly to the table carrying a bowl of chili oil.
The chili oil has just come out of the pot, and the bowl of hot oil is still hot.
She was afraid that she couldn't hold on, so she threw the bowl away.
Song Moting hurriedly took it, "Why don't you know how to get a rag? What should you do if you burn your hands like this?"
Jiang Xiaoxiao said with a smile.
"Oh, tell me, my mind was just thinking about letting everyone try my chili oil, and I completely forgot about it. Okay, okay, everyone, sit down quickly. Let's eat."
Jiang Xiaoxiao touched his ears. They were really hot.
Sit on the empty seat next to Jia Shu.
It was only later that I realized that Song Moting was actually sitting next to him.
Looking at the packed seats around me again, I felt a little strange.
Song Moting would not approach him on weekdays.
Is it because of what he said today that Song Moting wants to pursue himself?
"It's delicious! Xiaoxiao, your craftsmanship is good. Look at the dumplings you made. I have never tasted such delicious dumplings, stuffed with pork, green onions and cabbage! Suddenly I feel like this is heaven on earth. Oh, I I have never thought that our country’s policies would be so good. This policy of ensuring household income is so good. If I were still eating in the cafeteria, I would never be able to eat dumplings stuffed with pork, green onions and cabbage.”
Gu Dali couldn’t stop talking excitedly.
Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled sheepishly. Making dumplings was indeed his specialty. In his previous life, he had worked as a cook at a dumpling restaurant in Kyoto.
Making dumplings is my specialty. If you can’t even prepare the dumpling fillings well, how can you make dumplings for other people’s chefs?
No matter what, I have learned other people’s secret recipes.
I can be considered as taking advantage and taking advantage of others.
"It's not as good as you said. Eat it quickly. I just learned how to make dumplings from my parents. You just haven't eaten dumplings for a long time, and suddenly they taste delicious. If you eat them every day If I ask you to eat dumplings like this, I’m afraid you won’t find them so delicious.”
"Don't be humble, Xiaoxiao! It's not what Gu Dali said. We all think this dumpling is delicious, really! Even if you just let us eat dumplings like this every day, we are happy. We can be regarded as living a new life of socialism. Life. There are dumplings to eat every day. I’m afraid that the landlords in the past didn’t dare to eat like this, right?”
He Aiguo’s words resonated with everyone and they immediately burst into laughter.
(End of this chapter)
