Chapter 136 Eating Dumplings

Five pounds of pork belly with fat and lean meat.

Jiang Xiaoxiao peeled the skin and prepared to cut the meat into slices, then continued to break it down and finally minced the stuffing.

Jia Shu was chopping cabbage there.

There were thirteen of them eating dumplings. Especially except for the two of them, the rest were all young men.

Each of them had a bigger appetite.

It was estimated that each person had at least 25 dumplings, otherwise they would never be able to fill their stomachs.

So mincing the stuffing was a skillful job.

"Let me do the mincing, you should go and peel the onions."

Before Jiang Xiaoxiao could react, a pair of big hands had taken the kitchen knife from her hand, and the other person naturally occupied the position in front of the chopping board.

"Can you mince stuffing?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao asked with doubt, mainly because Song Moting's face was too deceptive. Such a good-looking man with good temperament did not look like a man who did housework at home.

She had speculated before that Song Moting probably came from a good family.

Song Moting has a strong bookish aura, and he is elegant and noble.

This is not something that can be cultivated in an ordinary family, it is a kind of temperament that is born.

"Don't worry, I also work at home. My grandma makes dumplings, and I always chop the stuffing. And I can say that I am experienced."

Song Moting smiled, this girl, what kind of eyes are those, as if she dislikes herself so much.

"I really didn't expect it, I thought you were spoiled at home."

Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at Song Moting's big hands with distinct joints, and began to cut meat there skillfully.

She finally put her heart at ease, it seems that he is indeed experienced, and he really didn't lie to herself.

She didn't worry about anything else, but she was worried that Song Moting would cut her hands.

That would be a crime of death, she was kind enough to let everyone have a good meal.

"I'm here, I'll help me knead the dough, I have strong hands, the dough I make must be chewy, and the dumplings will be delicious later."

He Aiguo rushed to work.

After taking the basin, they went over there to scoop noodles. They didn't have much white flour, so they had less and less.

But if they didn't eat white flour dumplings for a meal of dumplings, it would be a waste.

They had meat here, and if they didn't use white flour, it would be a waste of meat.

"I'll help you light the fire."

"Then we'll help roll the dough. I'm the best at rolling dough."

Everyone rushed to help.

The dumplings were wrapped in a short time, mainly because there was strength in numbers.

There were two people rolling the dough, plus six people making dumplings. It's easy to imagine that making these dumplings was not a simple task.

Wait until the dumplings came out of the steaming pot.

At this time, everyone had stopped eating in the kitchen and moved to the house where they lived.

Mainly because the kitchen was too cold.

The big house where they lived had already been heated by a kang, so it was much warmer in the house than in the kitchen.

The dining table was carried directly into the house, and the stools were also moved over. On the table were several large plates of hot dumplings, as well as mashed garlic and vinegar.

Song Moting did not see Jiang Xiaoxiao.

"Where is Jiang Xiaoxiao? Why is she gone? The dumplings are ready. If you don't hurry up and serve them, they will clump together in a while."

Jia Shu smiled,

"She said to fry some chili oil, otherwise the dumplings will taste tasteless. She will come right over. Everyone, please sit down first."

Song Moting took a look at the seats. Several big men sat down without any courtesy. 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 other two. They were as close as one person on weekdays. They must sit together.

And Gu Dali sat next to that empty seat.

His face darkened.

Gu Dali, Gu Dali, why are you always coming here?

He walked over and patted Gu Dali on the shoulder.

This guy was holding his lunch box and putting garlic paste and vinegar into it.

He was patted on the shoulder and looked back hurriedly.

"What's wrong with Brother Song? Hurry up and sit down! If you are not active in eating, you have a problem with your brain."

"You go sit over there."

Song Moting had no expression on his face, and Gu Dali was stunned by his words.

Why should he move? He just sat down and didn't even eat a bite of dumplings.

"Brother Song, I'll just sit here. Over there, that's the seat for you."

He felt wronged.

"I like to sit here. Hurry up and go over there."

Song Moting picked him up without saying a word and sat down himself.

Gu Dali felt wronged.

When did his brother Song become a robber and steal other people's seats?

Ye Jiansheng next to him smiled and winked at him, patting the seat next to him.

"Hurry up, come sit next to me, why are you so troublesome?"

Gu Dali sat down aggrieved.

What did he do to offend anyone? Why did everyone look at him like this?

Jiang Xiaoxiao lifted the curtain and came in.

Everyone smelled a fragrance.

"Okay, the chili oil is ready. This is my family's secret chili oil. I guarantee you will want to eat it again after eating it once. It's a secret recipe."

Jiang Xiaoxiao walked quickly to the table with a bowl of chili oil.

The chili oil had just come out of the pot, and the bowl was still hot.

She was afraid that she would not be able to hold on and throw 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 brain 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 in the empty seat next to Jia Shu.

Only later did he realize that Song Moting was actually sitting next to him.

I looked at the packed seats around me and felt a little strange.

Song Moting didn't come near him on weekdays.

Is it because of what he said today that Song Moting wants to pursue him?

"It's delicious! Xiaoxiao, your craftsmanship is the best. Look at the dumplings you made. I have never eaten 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 adjust the dumpling fillings well, how can you make dumplings for other people's kitchens?

After all, I have learned other people’s secret recipes.

He can be regarded 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. I eat dumplings 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.