After returning from Yao's mother-in-law's house, father and daughter also brought back many things, which were much more than they had brought.

After Gu Lingling's steamed bread, it was Liu Yating's turn.

As early as the first lunar month, Wang Shuxia had already said hello to Gu Lingling in advance. This year, Gu Lingling had to help them with their steamed buns and steamed buns.

Although Wang Shuxia has made great progress in cooking under the careful guidance of Gu Lingling in the past six months.

But this is such a big thing as steaming steamed bread during the Spring Festival. She'd better forget it, so as not to spoil the food.

Gu Lingling sent her face in the afternoon of the first day.

Wang Shuxia has heating at home, and the noodles are sent in the kitchen all night. They can be steamed the next morning.

The stuffing was made in advance the first day, so as to avoid the trouble of steaming steamed bread and cutting stuffing the next day. Besides, although the house of Wang Shuxia's family is large, the kitchen is not as big as that of the rural family.

"Tut tut... Ling Ling's steamed stuffed bun is really good." Wangshuxia's nth emotion.

Look at the pleats made by others, she still doesn't show off her ugliness, so that no one wants to eat the steamed buns that are rejected after steaming out.

There are a lot of steamed buns today. When the first pot of steamed buns came out, Yang Yunhai, Su ziqiao and Liu Jun smelled the taste of steamed buns and entered the door together.

Good guy, these three plus one Liu Jianping and four big men, the first pot of steamed stuffed buns was destroyed in this way.

Along with two cold dishes specially prepared by Gu Lingling, they were wiped out.

"This..." Wang Shuxia was a little embarrassed.

She plans to eat these steamed buns until at least the fifth day. The canteen opens.

"Why don't I mix some more stuffing, and all these noodles will be steamed with steamed buns. You can steam some steamed buns tomorrow, aunt." Gu Lingling said.

"Lingling's steamed buns are so delicious. I still have some meat and vegetables there. Why don't I take them all to wrap them." Hearing this, Su ziqiao said, "we can pack together. Many people have great strength."

Yang Yunhai glanced at Su ziqiao faintly, and suddenly found that the boy was a little annoying.

Su ziqiao didn't know that Yang Yunhai didn't want to see him anymore, so he hurried to get something. Not only that, he also encouraged Liu Jun and Yang Yunhai to bring their vegetables and meat to Liu Jianping's house.

A pile of dishes, how many noodles do you have to mix?

"OK, I'll make noodles." Yang Yunhai pulled up his sleeve and said faintly.

Gu Lingling's thin arm is a big basin of noodles.

Gu Lingling, "..."

The opening method of the head is wrong again. Is there wood?

However, this kind of hard work was better done by men, so he decisively gave his place to Yang Yunhai and went to make fermented noodles by himself.

However, it's also true that there are many people with great strength, especially when you work with talking and laughing, the speed is really fast.

"Brother Hai, when did you pack this steamed bun so well?" Suziqiao protested.

Before baozi, the political commissar spoke. The three of them took the baozi they made by themselves. No matter how ugly or ugly, they ate it slowly at home.

"Stupid." Yang Yunhai looked at Su ziqiao disdainfully, and naturally would not tell him that Gu Lingling's cooking was abused last time, and he was taught by the monitor of the cooking class of the special corps for many days.

Now let Yang Yunhai cut vegetables again, and it's sure to surprise Gu Lingling's chin.

It's definitely an art.

It's more artistic than the chef of their overseas Chinese hotel.