Song Wanyue adjusted the filling of a large clay pot and asked Xiao Siduan to go to the dining room.

Song Si happened to come out of the house and walked towards the kitchen, and saw Xiao Si carrying the stuffing of a large clay pot like flying, and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it for a while.

"Young Master Gu......"

Song Wanyue heard the sound of footsteps, and shouted without raising her head.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Gu Yi crossed Song Si and quickly stepped into the kitchen, "Little girl, what's the matter?" ”

"Call all your people to the dining room to make dumplings."

"Huh?"

Gu Yi was stunned.

"Whoever makes the dumplings today eats them, and those who don't want to make them are hungry. Not only this meal, but also at night, you don't need to eat, and you can't drink water. ”

"So, what about me, me?"

Song Wanyue looked up at him at this time, and said unhurriedly, "I'll teach you." ”

Gu Yi wailed in his heart, he didn't like to eat dumplings, really, not at all.

Seeing that his face was wrinkled together, Song Wanyue hooked her lips invisibly, "What, don't you want to learn?" ”

"I want to learn, I want to learn."

Gu Yi nodded suddenly, he didn't have any private money now, and he couldn't go out and buy pastries secretly.

When I think of pastries, I think of Xue Meiniang.

If she knew that the little girl would come to this trick, she should have eaten ten or eight Xue Mei Niang regardless of it, and then she would have filled her stomach.

Gu Yi straightened his chest without any weakness, went out "majesticly", stood in the courtyard and shouted, "Come out!" ”

The six servants and two coachmen who were hiding in the wings on both sides came out instantly.

"I washed my hands and went to the dining room to make dumplings, and I ate as much as I could, and if I couldn't wrap it, I didn't eat it at noon and at night."

The eight of them were stunned in place, looking at their young master in disbelief. They must have heard it wrong, how could the young master let them make their own dumplings?

"You heard it right, it's to make dumplings......"

said, patting his chest, "You young master and I are no exception, eat as much as you want." ”

"Less, less, less, less, young master......"

One of the little guys stammered, "I, we haven't, we haven't made dumplings, I, we have only eaten, eaten." ”

"Nonsense, young master, I've eaten it. There are so many of us, only the little girl is alone, and she can't be tired? So eat your own bag. ”

"We don't have to eat."

A little guy muttered.

Gu Yi immediately looked over, "What did you say?" ”

"No, I didn't say anything, the young master asked us to pack it, and we will do it."

Gu Yi was satisfied, "Go and wash your hands." ”

In the kitchen, Song Si felt that it was difficult for some strong people to let these people make dumplings, and wanted to intercede for them, "Yue'er ......"

"Grandpa, my father, second uncle, and eldest brother, you and second brother, are there any men in our family who can't cook?"

Song Si shook his head, "No." ”

The Song family doesn't have the family style of a man who doesn't cook, so even he sometimes helps the family cook.

"So, you can't get used to their laziness."

As if this was the case, Song Si swallowed the words of intercession for them, and went to the dining room with the reconciled noodles.

After putting down the basin, I remembered that something was wrong just now, Xiaosi is just a child, how can he still walk like a fly with a big pottery pot of vegetable filling? Thinking of that day on the road, Xiao Si knocked himself unconscious, and something flashed in his mind.

"Little four, put the panel away."

The things that flashed in his mind were interrupted by Song Wanyue, and he couldn't remember no matter how he thought about it.

Looking at Xiao Si inquiringly, he was shorter than Song Shen and his body was thin, even Song Shen might not be able to walk like flying, how did he do it?

Xiao Si noticed his inquiring eyes, and thought that he had done something wrong, but when he saw it, he shrank straight behind Gu Yi in fright.

"What are you doing behind me?"

Gu Yi asked angrily, what kind of little guy did he raise, shouldn't he take the lead at this time and save him, the young master, from fire and water?

"Young Master Song looked at me very wrongly."

Xiao Si hid behind him and said in a trembling voice.

Gu Yi looked at Song Si, saw the inquiry in his eyes, the hand holding the rolling pin tightened slightly, and then asked with a smile, "Big brother, what's wrong?" If he has done something wrong, you tell me, and I will punish him! ”

"I wondered, how could he knock me unconscious that day?"

thought that he was looking for a post-account, and Xiao Si was going to cry in fright.

Gu Yi heard the voice outside the words, and smiled and "explained": "The little guy who follows me knows a few tricks, and my father is afraid that I will encounter any danger on weekdays, so he specially let them learn it." ”

It turned out that this was the case, Song Si's doubts in his heart were dispelled, and he said without changing his face, "Let's make dumplings." ”

Gu Yi dragged Xiao Si out from behind him and gave him the rolling pin in his hand, "Be quick." ”

I just experienced the scared little four,......

He almost cried again, and he wouldn't either.

"You guys work in pairs, one rolls dough and the other makes dumplings, it's very simple, just watch me and my eldest brother."

Everyone looked at the two of them in unison.

Song Si took a piece of noodles, kneaded it on the board, cut it evenly, flattened it, rolled out a dumpling wrapper in three or two clicks, and handed it to Song Wanyue.

Song Wanyue took it in her hand, pressed it with both hands, and made it into an ingot-like dumpling.

Everyone's eyes lit up, making dumplings is much simpler than rolling dough.

"I make dumplings."

The eight people blurted out almost in unison, and only the poor little four looked at them sadly with a rolling pin and envy.

Gu Yi frowned, "Old rules ......"

All eight of them were gone.

Soon they all returned, some happy, some crying and sad.

"Come on, I'll teach you."

Song Siwen sounded, in slow motion, rolled a new dough, and told them the essentials while rolling.

The little guy has a good eye to follow and learn, and he learns very seriously and seriously. However, as soon as you get started, the dough sticks to the rolling pin, or pulls a hole in the dough.

Gu Yi felt that he was overwhelmed, but Song Si was still very patient to teach them.

"I rolled it out."

A little guy shouted happily and showed everyone the dough that was almost rolled into long strips.

"Yes, yes."

Song Si smiled and encouraged, and the little guy was greatly encouraged, and he happily rolled out another one.

"Little girl, you teach me."

Gu Yi took the opportunity to pick up one of Song Siluo's dough and approached Song Wanyue's side

"Put the dough in the palm of your hand, put the filling, then put your hands together and ...... with your thumb"

Song Wanyue slowly taught him step by step, after Gu Yi put the stuffing in, she learned from her to put her hands together, and then the two thumbs were forced, and with a poof, all the meat filling was squeezed out.

Song Wanyue,......

Gu Yi was stunned and looked at the broken dumplings in his hand, he was taught according to the little girl, why did he break it?

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