After Guan Mufeng's strict training, Qiao Yingying's cooking skills have soared, and she can live noodles smoothly, adjust the fillings, and move them to the dinner table to start making dumplings. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When Mi Xue saw it, she was about to get up to help, when she heard Guan Mufeng's faint voice next to her.

"Let her wrap it, you rest. ”

She had no choice but to sit down again, her eyes swept over Guan Mufeng's cold facial features and Qiao Yingying's busy figure, and the sense of complexity in her heart deepened.

Finally, Qiao Yingying fished out the first batch of dumplings from the pot and brought them to the table.

"It's time to eat!" she called happily, looking at the white and chubby dumplings in the bowl, and her heart was full of a sense of accomplishment.

Guan Mufeng put down the file and walked over and put the phone on the table.

"One hour, one minute and eighteen seconds. Timed out. He said.

Qiao Yingying looked at the time displayed on the timer on her mobile phone, and suddenly felt a little deflated, she had already used her strength to breastfeed. I was a little lucky: Mr. won't be so serious, will he really not let me eat at such a point?

She saw that Guan Mufeng and Mi Xue had already sat down, so she divided the dumplings on their plates. After dividing it, there was still some left, she looked at Guan Mufeng's face, thinking about whether to decorate her bowl.

"It tastes good. Guan Mufeng tasted one, praised it with great difficulty, and then said, "Go cook some more." ”

Qiao Yingying heard him praise herself, and she didn't care about eating it happily, so she ran to cook the rest.

"Sister Michelle, is it delicious?" she asked, looking at Michelle expectantly.

Shrimp with corn, carrots with pork, the filling of four ingredients, moderately salty, sweet and delicious, is really good.

Michelle nodded and said with a smile: "Yingying's cooking skills are really different from the past, and they are all comparable to the taste of the restaurant." ”

Qiao Yingying suddenly smiled, and pushed the big bowl in front of her: "Then Sister Mi Xue eat more!"

Sure enough, the two of them are very face-saving, and the dumplings are decreasing at an alarming rate. Qiao Yingying looked at it with a smile at first, but then she couldn't laugh anymore.

In this way, she really won't have anything to eat!

The fragrance of dumplings was fragrant, she swallowed hard, and looked at Guan Mufeng with a sad look, looking as pitiful as she wanted. Mi Xue couldn't stand it and was afraid of Guan Mufeng, so she had to stop her chopsticks and try to leave some for her.

But Guan Mufeng didn't notice her at all, and ate all the dumplings in the bowl one by one.

Qiao Yingying turned her appetite into grief and indignation, and looked at him angrily, her eyes full of accusations.

"What, unconvinced?" Guan Mufeng slowly wiped his mouth clean, glanced at her, and raised his eyebrows.

Qiao Yingying was hungry, in a bad mood, and very bold.

"I'm already very fast, and I can do this in an hour, and my husband may not be able to do it. She was indeed not convinced, and she was very courageous to challenge Guan Mufeng.

Guan Mufeng sneered and raised two slender fingers at her.

"Twenty minutes. With that, he pressed the timer and went into the kitchen.

Re-scooping the dough, adding water, mixing the dough, rolling the dough, his movements are smooth, fast but not chaotic. The filling was not enough, so he took some unused meat and chopped it now, and a knife danced quickly, and the sound of the rattling on the cutting board was extremely pleasant.

I added the meat to the filling, beat an egg, quickly added all kinds of seasonings, stirred and began to wrap. Flexible fingers hold the dough and pinch it, and a dumpling is wrapped. Not a single step was missed, every action was in place, and Qiao Yingying was dumbfounded.

After boiling out of the pot, Guan Mufeng took a bowl of hot dumplings and put it on the table and pressed the timer.