Sha Qiqi said while wrapping it: "I see that you kid just don't have much experience, you haven't done any work at home, haven't you ever been in the kitchen?" ”

Cheng Yao silently rolled his eyes in his heart, hehe, when labor and management cooked for the first time, you didn't know what to do!

Speaking of which, Cheng Yao's life is really ...... Wonderful!

Cheng Yao is an only child, but often lives the life of a big family at her grandmother's house, and later, Cheng Yao moved to the town when she was only three or four years old.

When I was about four years old, one day, my parents were working overtime, Cheng Yao was hungry at home alone, and after thinking about it, she remembered what Cheng's mother looked like when she was cooking, she pondered, or I would make a pot of rice, so she ran to the kitchen on her feet.

Tiptoeing with a small bench, she wondered how much she would have to cook. One person is one bowl, and those three people are three bowls, so she scooped three bowls of rice and put it in the pot.

I can't help but cover my face, I don't have any eyes!

This kid is such a bear! Put three bowls of rice in and cook it, how much rice does it have to be!

Ouch, this is the first time she's cooked, so let's forgive her for now.

After putting the rice in, pour water, because my mother said that when cooking rice, it is enough to put a little water on top of the rice, and to cook porridge a lot.

Cheng Yao put it at random, anyway, a little above the meter.

Then, she found out that she couldn't use a rice cooker, what should she do? Okay, let's use a pressure cooker, so I poured it into the pressure cooker, and then turned on the gas stove, and the action was done in one go.

Well, it's cooked.

When it was about to be cooked, Cheng Yao was about to tiptoe with a small bench to turn off the fire, Cheng's father and Cheng's mother came back, yo ho, that scared her dear parents enough.

But when they see how much rice is in the pot, they can't stop laughing.

Still, the cooked rice was a success.

Well? Can I eat it, you ask? That's sure to be edible!

I ate it for two days!

There was too much rice, so I ate rice that night, soaked it the next morning, poured rice at noon, and got a little bit of egg fried rice in the evening, and finally solved it.

Since then, our Cheng Yao children's shoes have often used her natural cooking skills in front of the stove, and from time to time she will make something peculiar, so later, Cheng's mother often let her go into battle when she doesn't want to cook.

That's the truth that the capable work hard.

Cheng Yao's dumpling making was taught by Cheng's mother, Cheng's mother not only taught her this common wrapping method, but also taught her another, at this time, Cheng Yao showed his hand very calmly.

Didn't you say I wouldn't work?

Didn't you say I didn't have much experience?

Didn't you say that my wrap would be too tasty and too thick?

Okay, then I just don't have much experience, the bag just doesn't taste good, what can you do with me?

Cheng Yao took out her wrapper, put it on another plate, and began to make dumplings, first making them into a half-moon shape, the same as Sha Qiqi said, but she then used her thumb and index finger to cooperate, pinching continuously, and a wave-like pattern appeared on the mouth of the dumpling, so that it was not easy to break when cooking.

Wang Xintong glanced at it, "Huh? Where did you learn this method? It's pretty good! ”