Wang Rujia laughed, "It's probably good to complain, right? Will someone beat their chests and scold me after I leave?"

Yuehe thought for a while and said, "Chef Liu in the big kitchen is a temper tantrum, if Miss really does this, it is estimated that she will really scold people nine times out of ten, of course, she will not scold in front of you, but scold us, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Zeng Anxin didn't expect Wang Rujia to pick a dish, but he actually understood the truth that many people don't understand in their lives.

When Wang Rujia and Yuehe brought the vegetables to Zeng Anxin, their hands were a little red, after all, this was not yet the beginning of spring, the well water was a little cold, and it was the first time for the two of them to do farm work.

Zeng Anxin hurriedly scooped hot water out of the iron cylinder of the earthen stove, put it in the basin, asked the master and servant to cover their hands, and took the fragrant ointment of the iron box, which was the hand cream developed by Zeng Aijun.

After Wang Rujia soaked in hot water, she picked up the iron box and smelled it, it was really fragrant, so she asked Zeng Anxin, "This is made by your second brother himself? What is it for? It smells sweet and sweet, making people feel like they want to eat it in their mouths." ”

"Sister Rujia, this can't be eaten, this is rubbed on the hands, used to protect the hands, your hands are already delicate, just now soaked in the well water for a while, quickly wipe it with hand cream, this can effectively prevent dryness and frostbite. ”

Yuehe hurriedly dug a nail cover and was about to wipe Wang Rujia's hands, but she dodged over, "Wipe your hands, won't I be able to help you make dumplings?"

"I'll get these dumplings in a while, and Sister Rujia has also worked hard all morning, so sit next to me and help me watch the fire and take a rest." ”

Wang Rujia shook her head stubbornly, "No, I said that I would make breakfast together, how could I just sit next to me and play." Yuehe, you have always valued your hands, you have to take the embroidery needle, if the hands are rough, the embroidered things will have no texture, you wipe them well, I will help you roll the dumpling skin. ”

Yuehe had to sigh and put down the hand balm, Miss didn't wipe it, even if she loved her hands again, there was no reason to be in front of Miss, so she had to admit her fate, and ran to help chop the green vegetables and leeks, add salt and other things to adjust the dumpling filling.

Wang Rujia looked at Zeng Anxin, holding a short and chubby rolling pin, holding a small piece of flour dough in her hand, just like that, rolling and pushing, a thin dumpling skin came out, why couldn't she get here?

She was in a hurry, sweating profusely, but she couldn't get out, so she had to be cheeky and ask Zeng Anxin for advice.

Zeng Anxin was not stingy, and immediately taught her how to roll out a thin, round and transparent dumpling skin, Wang Rujiayuan is not stupid, but he doesn't do it often, he listened carefully, and then slowly groped, and finally took shape.

But it's just like that, it's a bit cruel, it's not too big, it can wrap five or six dumplings, it's too small, or it's too thick, or it's too thin and broken.

"I didn't expect a small dumpling wrapper to be so difficult to do? I don't believe it, I can't handle you, I must roll out a perfect dumpling wrapper today." ”

After Zeng Anxin taught him once, his hands became faster, Rao is Yuehe claimed that he was also the second-in-command in the kitchen, but when he arrived at Zeng Anxin, it was not enough to see.

Pulling the medicine out of the basin, and then flying out of a thin piece of skin, it was only a few breaths in between, it was simply a god, and the action was exactly the same, methodical, and there was no mistake in the middle, and there was no difference.

Wang Rujia carefully observed for a while and found that Zeng Anxin's hand seemed to be casually pinching and pulling on the big dough, but every dough was almost the same size.

When Zeng Anxin pulled off ten more agents and was about to start rushing, Wang Rujia immediately grabbed one and compared it with the dough he had torn off.

She started practicing step by step seriously, starting with dough pinching, but she didn't expect that in the end, it really made her a problem and found some tricks.

Zeng Anxin saw that she seemed to have found a little way, so he deliberately pointed her down, "Actually, rolling dumpling wrappers is really easy, the key is to be careful and find the way."

Sister Jia, you are very smart, grasping the dough is the first point, the dough must be uniform in size, so that the rolled out dough will be the same size;

The second is that the rolling pin should be rolled in the dry powder before moving, which can effectively prevent it from sticking to the dough;

Again, the four sides of the dough should be evenly stressed, and when it goes down for the first time, you see that the dough becomes a thin concave in the middle, and the two ends are relatively thick, so you can do it in the opposite direction again, and spread the thick and warped sides into a thin and flat one, so that it feels like a thinner and smaller boat.

And so on, you can see that the force is very uniform on all sides. The broken skin is because of the uneven force, resulting in too much flour on one side and too much thickness on the other side. You think about it again. ”

Wang Rujia nodded confidently.

Yuehe can only be anxious next to her, this rolling dumpling skin, although she can, but what she has done is not as perfect as she has never done with peace of mind, and she is also from elementary school, learning for ten years, before learning this, this kind of thing can only be experienced by herself, slowly pondering, others can't help much.

Zeng Anxin saw Yuehe looking at Wang Rujia there in a daze, so he coughed, "Sister Yuehe, we have to speed up, look at this day, in a while, my father and they will come back for breakfast." ”

You know what that means, you said that when they came back, they found that they were not yet ripe, and then they had to shift the blame to you.

As soon as Yuehe was excited, he immediately accelerated the movement of the knife in his hand, and quickly and attentively chopped up the dumpling filling.

Originally, a large pot of dough had been pinched by a third and steamed steamed buns, but now the fragrance of steamed buns has wafted out, Wang Rujia and their busy mornings have long been hungry, and they can't help but swallow saliva at this moment.

Seeing that Yuehe chopped all the green vegetable foam and squeezed out the water, Zeng Anxin hurriedly put the minced meat foam into the green vegetables, and beat two raw eggs into it and mixed well.

Wang Rujia asked curiously, "Why do you want to beat eggs into it?"

Yuehe immediately raised her hand to speak, "Miss, I know this." ”

Zeng Anxin nodded and let her say, she immediately introduced to Wang Rujia with great interest, "The eggs can be fresh, so that the filling tastes more delicious, and the layer of egg liquid in the egg can wrap the dumpling filling well, so that the dumplings will not lose their elasticity and become very old and difficult to eat during the cooking process, which can well maintain the fresh and tender taste of the filling." Peace of mind, I'm sorry I said?"

Zeng Anxin applauded, "Sister Yuehe said very well, that's exactly what she said." ”

Zeng Anxin has already thought that when the potatoes are planted or the lotus root is on the market, she must make starch or lotus root flour, although this ancient food is full of primitive deliciousness, but the lack of fresh and tender starch is still a big shortcoming.

As for the emperor who crossed over, why didn't he think of this, it's easy to understand, no one is perfect, and people are emperors, where is there so much time to toss these foods, people are worried about national affairs?

Zeng Anxin prepared a total of five kinds of fillings: scrambled eggs with leeks, roasted wild boar meat with pickles (minced), meat foam, green vegetable meat foam, and pheasant meat foam.

The dumpling skin has basically been rolled, but Yuehe looked left and right, and put her own lady's work and Zeng Anxin's work together, and it felt like comparing the beauty of the eldest lady and the village aunt together, and it was impossible to look at it.

However, Wang Rujia herself is very relieved and excited, this is her first work in life.

"Okay, let's start wrapping, Sister Yuehe, you are responsible for teaching Sister Rujia to make dumplings, I want to get the buns ready and steam them quickly." ”

Yuehe received such a relatively important task, quickly cheered up, picked up a piece of dumpling skin that had been spread out with peace of mind, put it in the palm of his hand, dug a spoonful of pickled wild boar meat filling with a small spoon, put it in the center of the skin, and then dipped some water in the water bowl with his fingers, rotated along the perimeter of the dumpling skin, twisted his hand here, and a beautiful willow leaf-shaped dumpling was baked.

Wang Rujia, who was watching, screamed again and again, "Yuehe, I didn't expect you to have this ability, ouch, isn't this willow leaf dumpling what you often wrap for me to eat, it's so beautiful, I want to learn, I want to learn, you teach me quickly." ”

Yuehe suddenly felt very proud in her heart, she used to feel very inferior, and felt that she was inferior to Miss, but today she suddenly found that she was still better than Miss.

As soon as the mood is good, this will naturally teach more and more seriously, but although the student's attitude is correct, the things he has made are really a little unsightly.

It's either that the stuffing is too much and leaks out, or the stuffing is too little, as if two pieces of skin are stacked together, and you can't tell that it's a dumpling at all.

After teaching for a while, the things made by Wang Rujia were still ugly, Yuehe was a little impatient, and for the first time, she found that the teacher was not so easy to be, and blurted out a sentence, "Miss, why are you so stupid, you can't learn such an easy thing." ”

Wang Rujia was stunned, her face was a little embarrassed, but Yuehe suddenly reacted, and knelt down in fright, "I'm sorry, Miss, the slave didn't mean it, the slave should die, the slave should die, please forgive the slave this time." ”

Wang Rujia reacted at this time, and quickly helped Yuehe up, "You girl, what are you panicking about, I don't blame you."

I actually suddenly thought of one thing, do you remember when I taught you to play the piano? As a result, you can't learn a short piece of music for three whole days, and I said the same, I said why are you so stupid, when my mother taught me, it only took me a pillar of effort to learn.

From this, I think that everyone has their own strengths, and we can't laugh at others' weaknesses with our strengths, but we can't think that we are omnipotent just because we have a certain strength. Moonha, thank you for waking me up. Let me really understand what it means to have a short ruler and a long inch. ”

Yuehe still looked at her young lady stupidly, and then smirked, "Miss, you said thank you?

Wang Rujia deliberately pinched her nose with her floured hand, and it was covered with white flour, and Yuehe didn't know it, she was still stupid.

"That's right, our family Yuehe, I've also become a gentleman. Sir, let's hurry up and make dumplings, so that Mr. Zeng's family will come back for a while, and they won't have breakfast. ”

Yuehe was praised, and she was so happy that she immediately put aside her impatience just now, and once again taught Wang Rujia seriously.

It's just that Wang Rujia didn't have the patience to persevere, at first the dumpling could barely be seen to be willow leaf-shaped, but later, it became strange.

Later, she simply stopped making dumplings, ran to see Zeng Anxin making steamed buns, and joined in herself, making all kinds of steamed buns, some like a lump of stool, some like a fat chicken, and some like a pig with ears mopping the floor.

In short, our third lady regarded this big production of buns as a small animal to catch up.

Of the three women present, Wang Rujia is the oldest, already sixteen years old, but she is the most naïve, and she still has to take flour to dip Yuehe's head and face from time to time.

Zeng Anxin was the smallest, but the most calm, no matter how the master and servant made trouble, she didn't stop the work in her hands, and quickly wrapped the buns, put them in the pot and steamed them, and added firewood to the middle to add firewood.

Suddenly, a discordant voice appeared at the door, "This kitchen is really lively, Miss Wang won't be our kitchen as your back garden, my God, this, what is this doing?"

Zeng Aijun raised a lump of flour in his hand with a frightened face, he couldn't see what shape it was, the bottom was round, the middle was square, and the top was winding, if you look at it from a distance, it looks a bit like a poop.

Wang Rujia and Yuehe's faces burned red all of a sudden, Yuehe rushed up, snatched the poop dough, hid it behind his back, and wrinkled his nose at Zeng Aijun, "You are not allowed to bully our young lady?"

Zeng Aijun narrowed his fox eyes, "Those who are sent to the door do not bully Bai and do not bully." Why are you two still standing here, didn't you see my father and my uncle coming back, hurry up and bring towels, wait for the men to wash their hands and faces, and prepare for breakfast. ”

Yuehe glared at Zeng Aijun, how could this person have a nose on his face, he really regarded himself as a number, and he actually wanted to call her own miss, she immediately nervously took Wang Rujia's hand and said in a low voice, "Miss, I will protect you, don't pay attention to this madman." ”

Zeng Aijun's ears were pointed, the fox's eyes narrowed, and he released a bad light, "Who do you say is a madman? Believe it or not, I will immediately let you understand, what is a madman?"

The unkind and cold eyes made Wang Rujia chuckle in her heart, and quickly pulled Yuehe behind her back, smiled at Zeng Aijun and said, "Yuehe didn't mean it, Doctor Zeng doesn't care about villains, so don't worry about it like our little girl." ”

Anxin said, the strange fragrant pancreas was made by the second brother of the Zeng family himself, and she still wanted to take a few pieces from here, and now she can't offend others to death.

Zeng Aijun didn't do too much, and the young ladies took the initiative to bow their heads, so they snorted coldly and squinted at Yuehe, "See, this is the attitude that the sender should have." ”

Yuehe came up again, "What nonsense are you talking about, who sent someone to the fence?"