As the so-called three stinkers are Zhuge Liang, there are many people and great strength.

Although everyone has the idea of making a successful pie, it is not as easy as imagined to act.

"I'm going to wrap the pie around the traditional pie until it's in the pan."

Tang Zhao said as he put the dough in his hand on the board and flattened it.

He then places the filling in the middle and folds his fingers up from all four sides of the dough until he envelops the minced meat.

"Brother Promotion, did you wrap the pie out......

Chang Le is not the only one who thinks so, when Tang Zhao first looked up information about pies on the Internet, Qin Zheng was also surprised by this after learning a little about it.

Tang Qiu knew in his heart that among the people present, he and Lin Chumo's cooking skills were quite passable, but he still hoped that others could put forward some opinions, after all, if it continued like this, it would be difficult to succeed in cooking pies.

Tang Zhao flattened the wrapped pie again, so that it could be cooked in the pot.

"Pork sauerkraut stuffing, I like it."

Chang Le accosted him on the side, but as soon as he finished speaking, he scratched his head.

He didn't come to Tang Zhao's house to eat today, and Chang Le also knew about this.

"Then I'm ready to cook now."

Tang Zhao said, and at the same time turned on the induction cooker switch on the dining table, and began to boil water to prepare to cook pies.

Everyone stood in a circle around the table, everyone waiting for the moment when the pie was in the pot.

Lin Guzhou looked at Tang Qiu's movements, he was grateful, but he didn't speak, just watched quietly.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that Tang Zhao quickly named him.

"Lin Guzhou, I'll leave it to you next."

Tang Qiu's expression was serious, and he handed the spatula in his hand to Lin Guzhou.

Everyone's eyes focused on Lin Guzhou, the squad leader who usually seemed to be light and harmless in the class, for the first time, people felt the tension emanating from him.

"If you cook dumplings, you must use a spoon, but we cook pies, so in order not to stick to the pan, we must shovel underneath."

Tang Qiu explained to Lin Guzhou, who nodded slightly.

After the water boiled, the much-anticipated pie cooking session finally began.

Tang Zhao took the pie in both hands and gently put it into the cooking pot, and soon the pie sank to the bottom.

"Shall I start shoveling the bottom now to prevent sticking?"

Lin Guzhou asked Tang Qiu with a spatula in his hand, but he didn't expect Tang Zhao to shake his head blankly.

"How do I know, I haven't cooked it. What do you think you people have come to my house for......

「……」

Lin Guzhou was silent.

It's also said that since no one has tried this kind of thing, it can only be explored little by little.

Lin Guzhou used a spatula to push the pie in the pot, but obviously the pie was too big and not easy to handle.

And it did happen that they were all worried about before, that is, because the pie could not float, it would stick to the bottom of the pan.

At this time, it is difficult to use a spatula to shovel, first, it is not easy to reach under the pie, and second, it is easy to break the pie.

Lin Guzhou was already very careful, but in the end, this boiling pie was still combined with Tang Xuan's cooking pot.

If you want to fish it out, the pie has to be broken.

Everyone gathered around, and the atmosphere seemed a little depressing.

"Don't waste anything, I'll go and drain the water in the pot, and I'll taste what it tastes like."

Chang Le walked towards the sink in the kitchen with the pot in his hands, and the others looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Brother, maybe it's just grandpa's mistake, don't take it to heart."

Lin Chumo's tone was calm, and he opened his mouth to comfort Lin Guzhou.

Although their grandfather is the same person, Lin Guzhou is the eldest son and grandson of the Lin family, and his grandfather has a patriarchal mentality, so Lin Guzhou has suffered since he was a child

Grandpa loved it, it's an indisputable fact.

"Perhaps."

Lin Guzhou replied softly, he was a little stunned, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

This kind of ending was expected by everyone, so why did they get together and meet the expected defeat head-on?

When Changle returned from the kitchen, he brought a pot and a boiled pie stuck to the bottom of the pot, as well as a mixture of garlic sauce and vinegar.

"It's all cooked, you have to taste it."

Chang Le had a bright smile on his face, and the mood of the others who were originally a little low became much lighter because of his carefree performance.

In the following time, Chang Le started eating and broadcasting, and performed the whole process of eating and cooking pies to everyone.

He used a quick stick to pull the pie off the bottom of the pan little by little, and it was certain that it would break, but he put the cut off part into a bowl, put in the sauce he had prepared earlier, and then took a bite......

"It's similar to the taste of dumplings, but it's not as delicious as dumplings. Anyway, it feels like ...... water."

Tsunele expressed his feelings, and although others didn't taste it, they could imagine what it tasted like.

"I don't think Grandpa Lin would like to eat this kind of thing......

Chang Le added again, and the expressions of the others were a little helpless.

Indeed, this kind of thing really has no point in existing.

Although the taste was not very good, Chang Le still ate the whole pie, and then he consciously went to the kitchen to brush the pot, while the others sat at the table, not knowing what to do next.

[In view of the general environment,

"Let's study how to make the pie not bad and taste slightly better."

Tang Chao, as the organizer, took the lead in speaking, and he also looked forward to others giving his own suggestions.

"Why don't you hang it up and cook it?" As long as you can't touch the bottom of the pot, won't it stick to the pan? It's like shabu-shabu, except that the ingredients become pies."

Lin Chumo really dared to think about it, the problem was that this was a way of execution.

Hanging it up and cooking it is of course equally difficult, as the pie will be pulled and cause it to spoil.

"If you just don't touch the bottom of the pot, you don't have to hang it. Just make a few fulcrums at the bottom of the pan so that the pie can be boiled in water without touching the bottom of the pan."

Lin Guzhou also gave his own supplementary explanation, he basically doesn't know how to cook, and he doesn't know whether the concept of fulcrum he said is feasible.

But whether it's feasible or not, if you have the chance, you have to give it a try.

Tang Zhao found a few pieces of potatoes and cut them into cubes to make the fulcrum in the cooking pot.

Then he made another pie, and this time when it came to the pan, the pie was placed on top of the potatoes so that it wouldn't stick to the pan.

After the pie was cooked, Lin Guzhou carefully used a spatula to get the pie out of the pot, and this time the pie was intact, although it looked ordinary, at least it looked like that.

"Succeeded?"

Chang Le was delighted, and the others were also excited.

"It's supposed to be a real pie, and if that's not enough, then I can't think of anything else I can do."

Tang Chao spread his hands, he was very satisfied with this result.

"Later, I'll take the pie I made this way to my grandfather and ask him if it tastes like this."

Lin Guzhou had a sincere smile on the corner of his mouth, and Tang Yu responded with the same smile.

"I have a lunch box at home, you can just pack it when the time comes."

At this point, the dust seems to have settled, and Tang Qiu's mood has improved a lot.

"Let's stay at my house in the evening and cook dumplings together, anyway, everything is ready-made, I have prepared a lot of fillings in advance, enough for all of us to eat."

Tang Qiu smiled and proposed, and everyone happily accepted.

"Hey Changle, why did you eat again......

"It's okay, Brother Qian, anyway, I know how to do it, and I will make a new one for Lin Guzhou and his grandfather at night, it's not a big problem."

Today is a rest day, and after everyone solved the problem, they spent an ordinary but happy afternoon at Tang Zhao's house.

As for the content of the event, it is natural that the game is closely related to the number of people present......

The game time passed quickly, and the process of five blacks was quite smooth, and I didn't lose.

In the evening, everyone decided to prepare dinner together and make dumplings together.

Tang Zhao and Chang Le were in charge of rolling out the dough, while the others were in charge of wrapping the pork and sauerkraut stuffing in it.

"Qin Zheng, you are from Suzhou and Hangzhou, you should rarely eat dumplings stuffed with pork and sauerkraut, right?"

Lin Chumo spoke to Qin Zheng on the side, and Qin Zheng smiled and nodded.

"That's right, but after I came to Shencheng, I think the food habits here are actually quite to my appetite."

"Tsk, we don't know if it's your eating habits or our handsome and dashing brother Chi's appetite for you."

Chang Le interjected with a smile on the side, and the action of rolling the dough in his hand was very quick.

Qin Zheng was not angry, she just looked at Chang Le with a smile, and then when she spoke to Lin Chumo, her tone was meaningful.

"Chu Mo, if you marry Chang Le in the future, remember the domestic violence against him, and then we will let Tang Chao and Chang Le go to the men's domestic violence shelter together to be companions."

「……」

Tang Zhao rolled the dough in his hand, listened to the words in Qin Zheng's mouth, and suddenly shook his head helplessly.

How can a joke between lovers be told to outsiders, it's really ......

"Brother, the dumplings you make are still so different."

Lin Chumo looked at the dumplings wrapped by Lin Guzhou beside him, and his tone was casual.

Lin Guzhou's dumplings are smaller than others, but they look very firm.

"Get used to it."

Lin Guzhou replied with a smile, and then put the dumplings wrapped in his hand on the curtain.

It's not the first time Qin Zheng has made dumplings with Tang Chao, they usually eat dumplings at home, so they are already familiar with the process of making dumplings.

When everyone was making dumplings, Qin Zheng stopped making dumplings in his hand, picked up a piece of dough and looked at it.

"Tang Qiu, have you seen Little Sun?"

She asked Tang Qiu, who was rolling the dough with a rolling pin, in a soft tone, Tang Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head.

"No, what's that?"

"That's it, you see."

Qin Zheng picked up a dumpling wrapper and put it in the palm of his hand, and then put the filling on it, but he didn't wrap it immediately.

She picked up another dumpling wrapper and covered it, then pinched the edges into waves and squeezed them flat, and the final result was the sun dumpling in her palm.

"In the past, when I made dumplings at home, if there was not enough filling and there was some dough left, my mother would do it."

Qin Zheng showed the sun dumplings in his hand to everyone, and a soft smile appeared on the corners of everyone's mouths.

There was only one person who didn't laugh, and that was Lin Guzhou.

He looked at the sun dumplings in Qin Zheng's palm in a daze, and suddenly his thoughts returned to his childhood.

When he was fashionable and young, when his family was making dumplings, he secretly made a dumpling with dough that was about the same shape as Qin Zheng's palm.

After cooking, he put this special dumpling in his own small bowl and sent it to his grandfather to taste.

"Grandpa, this is the dumpling I made, you can taste it."

The young Lin Guzhou had a bright smile on his face, and his grandfather's eyes were full of love.

"Hey, how is this dumpling like this?"

"Then it's not dumplings, it's pies, try the boiled pies I made, grandpa."

"Okay, my good grandson made me a pie, then I'm sure I'll want to try it."

The conversation between the grandfather and grandson in the room was known only to the grandfather and grandson.

Lin Guzhou was so fashionable and young, he couldn't remember this kind of thing for a long time.

But he never thought that his grandfather suffered from Alzheimer's, and when his life was about to come to an end, the last thing he wanted to eat was the boiled pie that his grandson gave him to eat.

He pursed his lips tightly, the corners of his mouth bent downward, and he couldn't speak for a while.

Qin Zheng casually mentioned family anecdotes, but it happened to help Lin Guzhou a lot.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and so does life.

Lin Guzhou wrapped his boiled pies at Tang Zhao's house, put them in a thermal lunch box after cooking, and then hurried to the hospital.

After learning the inside story, everyone was surprised, after all, the characteristic of Alzheimer's disease should be forgetfulness, I didn't expect Lin Guzhou's grandfather to remember this incident for so long.

But this is everyone's effort, and this time the pie should be what Grandpa Lin Guzhou wants to eat.

"Let's go to the hospital together and see Grandpa Lin eat it with our own eyes."

At Qin Zheng's suggestion, everyone took two taxis and went to the hospital where Lin Guzhou's grandfather was.

As the sun wanes, the sunset falls on the hospital building, covering it with a warm glow.

The group took the elevator upstairs and went straight to the ward where Lin Guzhou's grandfather was, and saw that there were many people standing outside the ward at this moment.

"Your grandfather, he'...... Just a few minutes ago...... Passed away."

Lin Guzhou's father stood at the door of the ward with red eyes, although he was sad at the moment, he still had to communicate with the doctors and nurses in the hospital about follow-up matters.

Lin Guzhou was still carrying a small cloth bag in his hand, including an insulated lunch box containing boiled pies brought from Tang Zhao's family.

"You go in and see Grandpa, don't be afraid, it's your relatives after all."

Lin Chumo's mother Zhang Tingye was also present at this time, her face was solemn, and she said to Lin Guzhou and Lin Chumo.

The rest of Tang Zhao, Qin Zheng and Chang Le stood in place at a loss, they really didn't come at the right time.

"It's a pity, if only Grandpa Lin could eat the boiled pie made by Lin Guzhou."

Chang Le sighed in his mouth, he has a pure character, and he can't see this kind of sad emotional scene in the world.

"Yes, it would be nice if Grandpa Lin could eat the boiled pies made by Lin Guzhou himself."

Qin Zheng repeated Chang Le's words, but her gaze stayed on Tang Yu on the side.

Sensing Qin Zheng's gaze, Tang Yu only felt bitter in his mouth, and he understood what Qin Zheng meant.

Qin Zheng stood on tiptoe, put his pink lips to Tang Qiu's ear, and whispered softly to the latter.

"Help, my young master......

The girl's soft words in her ears made Tang Qiu's heart tremble.

Who can withstand this......