Gu Qingyu looked confused, and said sincerely: "No, I didn't say it." ”

Xie Changxuan put down the chopsticks, his eyebrows were cold, and he said to Gu Qingyu: "There is a bamboo forest behind the lotus pond, and there are tender bamboo shoots in it, you go dig some to make dumplings again, don't put meat, just wrap fresh bamboo shoots dumplings." I like the variety of food shapes, which can stimulate my inspiration to create new plating shapes, so you can wrap a dozen of various styles of dumplings, such as crescent moon dumplings, willow leaf dumplings, sunflower dumplings, triangle dumplings, lock edge dumplings, ingots dumplings, clam dumplings, pot sticker dumplings, Sixi dumplings, lace dumplings, plum blossom dumplings, rose dumplings, etc. ”

Gu Qingyu: "......."

She hesitated for a moment before she blinked her big confused eyes and asked, "Do you have to pack a dozen of each?" More than a hundred dumplings, can you finish them? ”

Xie Changxuan's face was not red, and he said nonsense without a heartbeat: "I put it in the refrigerator, and I usually eat it when I don't have time to eat, because fresh bamboo shoots are only available for these two months, so you make more." ”

Gu Qingyu really couldn't believe that he, the president of a catering empire, would eat quick-frozen dumplings! As for why he had to make so many dumplings by himself, she didn't dare to say, and she didn't dare to ask! Anyway, it's done!

"Okay, Mr. Xie." Gu Qingyu responded in a difficult tone, held back his stomach, silently retreated, carried a hoe and a basket in the vegetable garden, and went to the bamboo forest.

When she walked away, those customers complimented: "Mr. Xie's status now, he has a lot of opportunities, and he eats so simply, and he doesn't forget to pursue the inspiration for placating even when he eats dumplings, which is really admirable." ”

"Yes! Mr. Xie! Weekdays must be too busy to eat, today is rare to have this leisure, drink two more cups, by the way, you taste this pork belly, too flavorful, the taste of sand ginger completely penetrates into the pork belly strips, combined into one, and the layers are clear. A familiar customer used chopsticks to clip the dish for Xie Changxuan.

Xie Changxuan couldn't refuse, so he could only taste it.

However, if you go down this bite, you can't stop the car.

He originally thought that this little chef was like yesterday's competition, relying on opportunistic crooked ideas to make a living, and he didn't want her to really have some ability.

He has tasted many famous chefs' meals, and the skills of this young chef are not inferior, whether it is heat or seasoning, the degree of cooking, and the softness, hardness and flexibility of the taste, they all grasp it very well.

Xie Changxuan was a little surprised, she looked like she was only in her early twenties, and she had such a culinary skill? It seems that Hu Shi has really made a bloody investment this time.

While he pondered, the movements of his hands did not stop, and he tasted all the dishes on the table, and unconsciously ate a little bit.

He's always been picky, and he hasn't tried it for a long time! Xie Changxuan tasted delicious, his mood was a little better, and he drank a few more glasses of wine.

And Gu Qingyu is not so comfortable! The bamboo forest was full of mosquitoes, and her face and hands were full of bags, and she spent a lot of effort to wear out her palms, so she dug up a basket of bamboo shoots!

But that's not all! After she carries the bamboo shoots back to the wooden house, she has to wash them, slice them, boil them twice on high heat, and then rinse them with water to remove the astringency before they can be used to make fillings.

This filling should be drained, and then chopped with a knife, a large basket of bamboo shoots, chopping her not only backache, sore limbs, but also dry eyes, regret not at the beginning!

I knew that this Xie family was so difficult to serve, so she didn't come to apply for this cook! Find a casual store to be a head chef, slowly climb up, and you can also have the opportunity to contact the high-level!

After Gu Qingyu finished chopping the stuffing with resentment, it was already afternoon! She chopped for four hours!

However, that's only half the battle! She also has to make dumpling wrappers with noodles, and after rolling out the dumplings, she will make dumplings again, or make more than a dozen patterns!

Although she has been helping out in her grandfather's restaurant, where has she ever tried this, working from dawn to dark! After the last dumpling was wrapped, Gu Qingyu collapsed directly on the chair, exhausted, and felt that his body was not his own.

After Xie Changxuan sent off the customers who were fishing on the farm, he returned to the wooden house, and what caught his eye was Gu Qingyu's tired sleeping face.

Gu Qingyu's face is a small melon seed face, with thick eyebrows and long eyelashes, good-looking eyes, beads of sweat on his small nose, and slightly upturned lips, as if he is smiling.

Xie Changxuan's eyebrows jumped heavily, and his intuition was not good, because this type of girl was his grandmother's favorite!

He glanced at the table again, which was filled with boxes of dumplings. The dumplings are wrapped well, white and fat, round, it is very festive to look at, and there are dumplings of each fancy style, which are classified and placed neatly, and even the direction and size are consistent, and it is pleasing to the eye, without the slightest perfunctory meaning.

Xie Changxuan's heart jumped again, and he became even more vigilant. He has some obsessive-compulsive disorder in doing things, and such a serious and focused person is the type he admires the most.

The people of the Hu family actually studied themselves and their grandmother's preferences thoroughly, and put such a girl over, what is it for? Do you want to steal their new ideas, or do you want to do it secretly?

At this time, a buzzing mosquito flew to Gu Qingyu's face and stung it fiercely, Gu Qingyu couldn't stand the itch, and slapped it the face in her sleep, but she was sitting on the chair, and as soon as she moved, she lost her balance, and the whole person immediately fell to the ground and fell to the ground.

Gu Qingyu was woken up by pain, wailed, and opened his sleepy eyes.

A pair of shiny leather shoes, then straight trousers—and a handsome and indifferent face came to the eye.

Gu Qingyu was frightened, and quickly got up from the ground, straightened his wrinkled clothes, and yawned: "That, I'm sorry, Mr. Xie, your dumplings have been wrapped, can I get off work?" ”

Xie Changxuan took in her panic and a little confused appearance, and felt a strange feeling in her heart as if she had been gently scratched by a soft little animal.

He coughed twice, suppressed the look in his eyes, and said lightly: "You can go back, pack the dumplings and bring them." ”

Gu Qingyu wanted to reply yes, but with a mouth, it was a big yawn, and she felt a little embarrassed inexplicably, so she could only quickly lower her head, cover the dumplings, and put them into a big box one by one.

Seeing that she had cleaned up, Xie Changxuan's expression was still cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Uncle Chen has already gotten off work, you go back to Xie's house with my car." ”