When Jiang Yu came to the kitchen, he had a bewildered expression on his face.

Thinking that he has grown so big, it is the first time he has come to the kitchen, and if he is asked to refine the pill and refine the poison, he can get it done quickly without blinking his eyes.

But asking him to make food is like telling a child who can't walk to run faster, isn't this a deliberate attempt to embarrass him?

But the woman who was embarrassed by him was looking at him with a smile on her face, which made his heart warm, and he didn't care about her careful thoughts.

Mo Yu took a clean cloth, dipped it in some water, stood on tiptoe to Jiang Yu's neck, and gently wiped the wound he had just cut with scissors for him.

Maybe it's a little close, maybe it's because the posture looks a little intimate, Jiang Yu's face is a little red.

The breath of Mo Yu's breath hit Jiang Yu's neck, gently scratching people's hearts and sinking.

The hand is not heavy, just some dried blood stains on it. The blood stains from the wound were wiped clean, and Mo Yu stood up and looked at Jiang Yu, who had a somewhat confused look in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Don't get me wrong, I just don't want to wait for the food to be eaten mixed with the smell of blood." ”

Jiang Yu naturally wouldn't believe such a reason, but Mo Yu's feelings towards him were a little complicated.

Mo Yu didn't think he was a bad person, but she had poisoned her man, and she would have no conscience if she didn't avenge her husband.

Poor Situ Yue, who finally took advantage of it, actually found that he was poisoned. Such a tragic thing was caught up by him, hey, he must have died of sadness.

"What does Xiaoyu want to eat?" Jiang Yu's voice is like a pleasant song, with a unique charm.

Mo Yu was a little surprised, Xiaoyu? In modern times, Brother Jiang Yu also called her that, which is really a coincidence.

"The master is really capable, and even my name has been investigated." Mo Yu smiled a little, but he didn't smile to his heart.

"The name of the person you like is something you have to remember for a lifetime." Jiang Yu gently confided a few words, which sounded a little hazy and beautiful, but it made people feel real and credible.

Mo Yu didn't answer, and smiled helplessly. When she saw Situ Yue at the beginning, she also thought the same, because she wanted to love for a lifetime, so she had to remember it for a lifetime.

Love is such an incredible thing, we are all slaves to it.

If she wasn't a slave, why was she willing to give everything for him if she loved Situ Yue?

If she wasn't a slave, why did Jiang Yu let her be at her mercy knowing that she was deliberately embarrassed?

In modern times, Jiang Yu is good to himself, and he has to be commensurate with a brother and sister; In ancient times, Jiang Yu was so good to himself that he had to be commensurate with his master and apprentice. Fate may have been so unfair to him, she always owed him too much.

But love is selfish, because Mo Yu loves Situ Yue, so she can't tolerate Jiang Yu's slightest harm to Situ Yue.

Some memories and guilt did not make Mo Yu give up the idea of avenging Yue. After all, it's just that people are similar, not the same Jiang Yu.

"Master, I want to eat dumplings." Mo Yu looked at Jiang Yu and said sweetly, his smile made Jiang Yu feel good, not to mention eating dumplings, even if it was to go to the volcano and go to hell, he was willing.

As for why it is to make dumplings, it is very simple. Dumplings look simple, but they are quite troublesome to make. For a novice like him, it's a toss-up.

"Okay, then Xiaoyu will tell the master what to do on the side." Jiang Yu rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was facing a great enemy, and Mo Yu was a little happy in his heart.

"No problem, master, you first cut a large piece of pork, wash it and chop it, it must be very minced."

"Is that enough?" Jiang Yu picked up a kitchen knife and cut a large piece of pork where the pork was placed.

"Enough is enough, wash it and chop it up." Jiang Yu washed the meat, and directly took a kitchen knife to chop on such a large piece of meat.

Seeing this scene, Mo Yu sighed, "What an honest child, which chopped pork would be chopped directly with such a large piece of meat." How long does this have to be chopped? ”

"You have to cut the meat into pieces so that it can be chopped up quickly." Mo Yu really couldn't stand it, and kindly reminded him.

"Oh." Jiang Yu took a kitchen knife and cut the meat in large and small pieces, the technique was too rusty, but fortunately, after cutting a third, he may have become a little more proficient and the speed has accelerated.

The meat foam from chopping pork flew everywhere, and there was a lot of minced meat on his purple clothes.

Finally, the pork is chopped, the chopped ginger and chopped leeks are added, the salt is added, the stirring is put on the side of the basin. This is the finished filling, Jiang Yu is already hot and sweating.

Next, make the dumpling wrappers. Under the command of Mo Yu, Jiang Yu poured out a part of the flour in the cloth bag and used it in a large basin to add water and noodles.

After a while, there is more water, and a lot of flour is put in, and after repeating this, the original dough has increased several times in volume.

After kneading the dough and resting the dough, Jiang Yu cut a hole in the dough from the middle and kneaded it in a circle. Cut off the finely kneaded dough, sprinkle it with flour, and press down with the large muscle of the thumb of the palm.

The left one has been pinched and the right one has been flattened, so that you can start rolling the skin.

Jiang Yu took the rolling pin, the dough under his hand was pressed flat and thin, and he picked up a piece of dough that looked like a transparent shape.

Mo Yu was looking at the busy Jiang Yu while making bad ideas.

When Jiang Yu made the dough into a dough, Mo Yu said slowly: "Master, the dumpling skin should be thick in the middle and thin at the edge, so that the dumpling filling will not leak and taste good." The dumpling wrappers you made are not up to standard. ”

Jiang Yu held the rolling pin's hand for a moment, and Mo Yu took two steps back with some precautions.

"Xiaoyu, why didn't you say it earlier?" There were two points of reproach in the tone, more of a pampering.

"Hehe....." Mo Yu touched his head and flickered seriously: "This is because the master is so beautiful when he eats it, which doesn't make me fascinated by it, and I forgot to remind it." ”

Such lies are all spoken, and sure enough, Mo Yu's face is very thick.

Jiang Yu's dissatisfaction disappeared when he heard this, "It's okay, the master just re-gets."

Jiang Yu put the finished dough together, added water and flour and made it again. I am also much more proficient than I was at the beginning.

Mo Yu was a little soft-hearted because of his calmness and indifference, so he didn't continue to embarrass him, and taught him to put fillings in the dumpling skin.

Jiang Yu happily handed his first successfully wrapped dumpling to Mo Yu, a bit like a child who had done good deeds and wanted to be praised.

"Yes, yes, master, in the future, the apprentice's three meals a day will be handed over to you. You have to work hard. Mo Yu smiled thiefly, completely ignoring Jiang Yu's face that was struck by thunder.

Still thinking that it was not enough, he added: "Wrong, it's not three meals a day, it should be five meals or more." Master, look at my thin arms and legs, and my small waist will break when I pinch it, how can I not eat more to make up for it. I'll trouble you later. ”

"But ......, one meal is tired and tired, and three or five meals will exhaust the master to death!"

"Ahem, master, aren't you very good at practicing pills, just take a few more pills to make up for it."

"But......" Jiang Yu wanted to refuse, this job is really not easy to do.

Mo Yu couldn't help but smile, looked at Jiang Yu with some doubts, and said with a bit of banter: "Could it be that you, master, are your body bones too weak and weak?" “

Jiang Yu's face became even darker, and he actually suspected that he was weak.

Someone continued to use the radical method, "It's okay, the food supplement apprentice still knows a thing or two, the master can eat more to make up!" “

"Not for the teacher!" Jiang Yu was really angry now, and the dumplings in his hands had been held beyond recognition.

Mo Yu was very good at lighting a fire to extinguish the fire, so he hurriedly came up, pulled Jiang Yu's arm, and said softly: "Xiaoyu and the master are joking, Xiaoyu is hungry." “

A pair of beautiful eyes with a hint of expectation in their innocent eyes, Jiang Yu is still really ruthless to her.

"Well, sit on the side and wait for the meeting." Jiang Yu looked pleasant, as if the person who was angry just now was not him.

"Okay." Mo Yu nodded cooperatively, and obediently sat on the chair next to him and watched Jiang Yu busy. I thought: I look like a smart person, why is he so easy to fool?

Jiang Yu looked up at Mo Yu, his eyes were a little complicated, but he was saying in his heart: "It's not that I don't know, it's just that I love you, so I don't mind." So I'm willing to make trouble with you, I'm willing to let you make trouble, and I'm willing to pay more for you. It's not that I'm stupid, it's that I'm willing to be stupid for you. “

Jiang Yu looked down and saw that the first dumpling had been sacrificed honorably, and threw the crumbs on his hands aside. Continue to wrap the dumpling wrappers carefully.

One, two, three, four, five, ......, more and more dumplings are placed on top of the wooden boards.

Jiang Yu made a total of seventy-three dumplings, and the rest of the dumpling wrappers were put aside.

Jiang Yu had never done anything about burning the fire, he lit the fire, added the firewood one by one, and put it densely, and extinguished the fire at once.

Smoke billowed out, and those who didn't know thought the kitchen was on fire.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ......, hurry up and get some of the firewood out." Mo Yu covered his mouth while helping Jiang Yu take out the extinguished firewood, placed the remaining firewood in the middle of the hollow, and quickly lit a handful of dry straw with a fire breaker and stuffed it in.

The flames were quickly scattered around, and soon the firewood was also ignited.

Hey, if you don't help him, he'll smoke the whole kitchen black.

Finally, the water boiled, and the petite dumplings were put into the pot to boil.

Jiang Yu seasoned the vinegar, crushed garlic and chives together in a small bowl.

After a while, the dumplings surfaced, and he brought a large bowl up and put it aside for Mo Yu, and a small bowl for himself.

At a glance, there should be more than fifty dumplings in the ink rain bowl, and the few in his bowl are pitiful.

Originally, Mo Yu didn't feel hungry, but when he smelled the fragrance of dumplings, his stomach began to be hungry. She took a dumpling and put it in a small bowl to take up some seasoning, put it on the side of her mouth and blew it gently, and then slowly bit down.

The skin is thin and the meat is abundant, and the aroma of leeks and pork is blended together, and it is really delicious.

"It's delicious." Mo Yu took a few more dumplings and put them down, Jiang Yu on the side looked at Mo Yu who was happy to eat, and suddenly felt that if he could cook for her for a lifetime like this, it would be a very happy thing.

Mo Yu looked up at Jiang Yu, who didn't move his chopsticks, "Why don't you eat?" Tastes good. ”

Jiang Yu sandwiched a dumpling and took a small bite, perhaps because it was made by himself, but he felt that it was better than any dumpling he had eaten outside before.

"Master, you still have a talent for cooking?" Mo Yu said while eating dumplings.

"Then the master will cook you for a lifetime, okay?" Jiang Yu looked at Mo Yu fixedly, as if he was joking, and as if he was saying some oath.