Chapter 165

"I'll help you." Liu Qingqing said with a smile.

"Good. Can you make dumplings?" Ye Guangrong asked with a smile.

"Of course I will. When I was a child, I made dumplings with my mother and grandmother. My dumplings were very good." Liu Qingqing said confidently.

"Well, you can make dumplings." Ye Guangrong said with a smile.

"No problem, honey. What kind of dumplings should we make?"

Liu Qingqing asked. Dumplings, dumpling stuffing is very important, because dumplings good or not, dumpling stuffing is an important factor.

"What kind of dumplings would you like to eat?"

Ye Guangrong asked. Ye Rongrong doesn't like dumplings very much, so what kind of stuffing has no influence on him. It mainly depends on what kind of stuffing his women like.

"It's just pork stuffing. You can't taste better if you add a little vinegar when you eat it." Liu Qingqing hasn't eaten dumplings for a long time. When she talks about dumplings, she swallows.

"OK, let's make pork dumplings." Ye Guangrong nodded and said.

It's the simplest way to make this pork dumpling. Just take a certain amount of pork and chop it up. Put a little pork into the dumpling with a spoon.

Say dry, ye Rongrong quickly take out a piece of pork from the refrigerator, chop the pork with a knife, and mix in a certain amount of seasoning.

Take about half a jin of flour and use water to make dough. Then divide the dough into small pieces and roll them into dumpling skins of the same size.

"Well, wife, you can make dumplings." Ye Rongrong said as he washed the flour on his hands.

"Yes, my husband."

Liu Qingqing responded immediately. We started to make dumplings.

Ye Rongrong looks at his wife making dumplings with great interest. I don't know why. Ye Rongrong thinks that his wife is especially beautiful, even the action of making dumplings is so beautiful.

This makes Ye Guangrong feel that good people are rewarded well. It is because his parents have done good deeds all their life that he can marry such a beautiful wife as a son.

Without her parents risking their lives to save Liu Qingqing, how could she have such a beautiful wife. Maybe I'm still living a lazy life.

Even after his parents died, he ruined his family property and led a life of begging on the street. How could he have such a "lazy system" and such a gorgeous wife now.

"Husband, what are you looking at?" Liu Qingqing finds that his man's eyes are looking at him. He blushes and asks suspiciously.

"Nothing. I just think you are very beautiful."

Ye Guangrong said, looking at her own woman. Anyway, ye Guangrong thinks his wife is beautiful.

"Hate..."

Liu Qingqing looks at her man and happily continues to make dumplings.

Ten minutes later.

"Husband, I've made dumplings. How about it? Isn't that good? "

After making about 50 dumplings, Liu Qingqing asked his man happily. Fortunately, I didn't forget the skill of making dumplings, otherwise I would be laughed at by my man.

"Beautiful

Ye Guangrong stares at Liu Qingqing and says.

"I hate it, honey. How about I show you my dumplings? Not for you to see me. "

Liu Qingqing said helplessly. If other men stare at him like this, Liu Qingqing must be unhappy. However, when his man looks at him like this, Liu Qingqing is very satisfied and a little proud.

He is still very attractive, let his man so obsessed with his beauty.

"Oh, beautiful, wife, you are not only beautiful, but also beautiful." Ye Guangrong returned to God and immediately boasted.

It's never a problem to praise your woman.

"Ha ha, husband, you are so numb." Liu Qingqing said happily.

"I'm not a jerk. What I'm talking about is the truth. No one from all over the country knows that my wife is the most beautiful." Ye Rongrong said with pride.

"My husband won't tell me. Let's make dumplings. They are hungry." Praised by her man, Liu Qingqing is a little shy.

"Good."

Ye Rongrong poured boiling water into the pot, lit up the gas stove, gently poured Liu Qingqing's dumplings into the pot, boiled them until they floated, and then took them out after repeatedly watering them twice.

Pour it into another pot of boiling soup, add seasoning, sprinkle clean and chopped coriander and a little sesame oil, and make dumplings in one pot.

Speaking of the origin of dumplings, there is also an interesting legend.

It is said that once upon a time there was a Hun Jun who listened to the treacherous minister's song "if a man can eat a hundred kinds of rice, he can live longer and become a God". Then he issued a notice to recruit chefs with extraordinary craftsmanship throughout the country.

Su Qiaosheng, a folk chef, was selected into the palace with superb skills. After cooking 99 Kinds of meals for the emperor, Su Qiaosheng did not know how to cook the last meal.At this time, when he saw some of the remaining mutton and vegetables on the table, he picked up a knife and chopped them together, mixed them with seasonings, wrapped many small horns with white flour, and then cooked them in a boiling water pot, serving them as the last meal for the emperor.

Unexpectedly, the emperor asked after eating: "today's meal is the most delicious. What's its name?"

Su Qiaosheng replied, "this is the best folk food - flat food."

The emperor wants to leave Su Qiaosheng to continue cooking for him. Qiaosheng is angry with this greedy and stupid king, and sneaks away the next day.

In memory of the chef, later generations learned to eat flat food. In this way, from generation to generation, has been handed down to today, has become the present dumplings.

"All right."

Ye Rongrong fished the dumplings out of the pot, put them into two large and small porcelain bowls, and poured into the soup. The two bowls of hot dumplings were out of the pot.

"Husband, you give me some less dumplings."

Liu Qingqing looked at the dumplings in the small bowl, and some children said angrily. I haven't eaten dumplings for a long time. Liu Qingqing wants to eat more dumplings.

"Overeating is not good."

Ye Guangrong touched Liu Qingqing's face, but he put five dumplings into Liu Qingqing's bowl.

It's not that ye Guangrong is reluctant to let Liu Qingqing eat dumplings. It's that Liu Qingqing has such a big appetite that he can eat too much, but it's not good for her health.

"Honey, it's very kind of you."

Seeing his man putting five dumplings in his bowl, Liu Qingqing happily kisses his man's face heavily.

"Can you kiss more? It's like a dragonfly skimming water every time." Ye Rongrong touched his face and said unsatisfactorily.

"Ha ha, it depends on your husband's performance. I'm going to eat dumplings."

With that, Liu Qingqing happily picked up her bowl of dumplings and went to the restaurant outside the kitchen. Liu Qingqing couldn't wait to eat dumplings.

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