"Hmm! I love the taste! ”

Miller sandwiched a dumpling stuffed with beans and meat, dipped it in vinegar, and there was some chili sauce in the vinegar, and the dumplings rolled in the mixture of vinegar and sauce, half of the body was stained with the material, and after putting it in his mouth, he said to Zhang Chi.

Miller, this kid understands the essence of eating dumplings today, he used to eat dumplings without anything, but now he has a meal with Zhang Chi's family, and he has to dip them in vinegar to eat dumplings, and he also has to bring chili sauce, otherwise he thinks that this dumpling is a bit unauthentic.

Miller, this silly boy, thinks that all Chinese eat this way, he doesn't know how to eat dumplings, what to dip in dumplings, different places are different.

Just like many people in our country think that English is a tune, there are many dialects that don't know English, and there are some local dialects, and Americans themselves scratch their heads as northerners when they hear the Jiangnan dialect.

Zhang Chi replied with a smile: "If you like, eat more."

This guy has been nagging since the moment he picked up the plate and likes this and that.

Americans are quite fond of dumplings, but what they usually eat is simply two or three kinds of fillings, usually meat or something, or cabbage or something.

Especially Miller, who has been mixed in the west, has eaten fewer dumpling fillings, and he can still eat dumplings with more fillings in places like Los Angeles and New York, where there are many Chinese. Here, let's put it this way, whatever Zhang Youliang and Gu Ying do, he can only eat.

So where has Miller ever seen dumplings with so many flame materials.

Not to mention Miller, even Zhang Chi has never seen so many kinds of dumplings at one time, there are more than a dozen kinds of fillings alone, not to mention the general varieties of cabbage meat and celery meat, as well as carrot mutton, green onion beef, etc.

Not only meat, but also vegetarian filling, what leeks, eggs, vegetarian three fresh, and the like, you name it.

Zhang Chi is now in the bowl with three fresh vegetarian dishes, fungus, bamboo shoots and fragrant solitary mixes together, three ingredients and three flavors in one bite.

"Uncle, you guys are too good at making so many flaming dumplings in one morning. It's troublesome enough," Zhang Chi said to the uncle.

Gu Ying, Li Xiumei and Miao Guifang stood in the kitchen, each serving a bowl, eating dumplings at the same time.

Hearing Zhang Chi's words, he couldn't help but smile.

Li Xiumei said: "It's not that we are busy, it's that your aunt prepares a lot of fillings, saying that you eat happiness with more fillings, and it's easy to get tired of eating just one kind of ingredient......."

This theory Zhang Chi is not easy to say.

Miao Guifang is very polite here, and especially cares about the two guests of Miller, which fully reflects the hospitality of our Chinese.

"Xiaomi, if you don't have enough dumplings, come and serve them, there are still more in the bowl," Miao Guifang said with a smile.

Gu Ying translated Miao Guifang's words, and Miller immediately nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go over as soon as I finish eating this plate."

Miller wouldn't be polite, let alone he'd been hi by now.

"The people over there don't know if they have enough to eat, if they don't have enough to eat, they will take some over" Miao Guifang cared about the cowboys on the ranch again.

Before that, everyone had already sent a curtain of dumplings, about three or four kinds of filling, and each person rowed thirty or forty.

So at noon today, Cannon and the others also ate dumplings, but they had to cook them themselves. However, it is not difficult for Cannon, because in the past, Zhang Chi brought dumplings from his uncle's house, and Cannon cooked them himself.

Cannon may not be able to make dumplings, but cooking dumplings is an expert, and even has penetrated into the law of cooking dumplings with one ji, two ji, and three lids out of the pot.

"I'm full"

"I'm full, too!"

The first to eat full were the two little guys, and the playful villains ate quickly, each with a plate of dumplings, and within a few minutes, they all went into the little belly of the two.

Miller heard his son Yang say that he was full, so he turned to his son and said, "Don't run too far, we'll go home later."

"Dad, can I play here a little longer?" Yang looked at his father and said expectantly.

"Half an hour later," Miller said.

Yang nodded immediately when he heard this: "Hmm!" ”

So the two children began to communicate again through the voice recorder, and then ran away without a trace when Zhang Chi turned his head.

The child ran away, and the dumplings on Miller's plate were also bottomed out, so Miller came to the kitchen with a smile on his plate.

"Give me a little more, half like that," Miller said with a smile.

When Miao Guifang heard this, she immediately put down the plate in her hand, took Miller's plate, lifted the lid of the pot, picked up the colander, and snapped it into Miller's plate.

Okay! A whole plate was deducted with just one spoon.

Miller's face was a little distorted when he saw it, and he hurriedly said, "Too much, too much!" ”

Gu Ying flipped the words, and Miao Guifang said: "It's not much, a big man can only have the strength to work if he eats more."

Gu Ying's words made Miller stunned, he really couldn't understand why he was only half a plate, but the old lady gave him a full plate.

However, he did not insist on not to, because Miller felt that this might be the habit of Chinese, to follow the customs, although Miller did not know this idiom, but he still knew that he was a guest at other people's homes, and he must respect other people's habits.

So the stupid Miller directly returned to Zhang Chi's side with another plate of dumplings, and buried himself in dealing with the dumplings.

Zhang Chi is at home, eating is naturally quite casual, he finished eating a plate of dumplings, and asked for more than a dozen, plus a bowl of soup for cooking dumplings, Zhang Chi's hometown called this soup dumpling urine.

While drinking the dumpling soup, he swallowed more than a dozen dumplings on the plate.

After eating, he was about to get up and take the plate to the kitchen, when he turned his head to find Miller, who was sitting next to him, looking at the dumplings on his plate with a bitter face.

"What's wrong, don't like this stuffing?"

Zhang Chi stretched out his head to take a look and found that Miller's plate was now a stuffing he didn't like too much, carrot beef, so he asked Miller.

Miller whispered, "It's too much, I'm almost out of it after half of it, and there is so much left."

Zhang Chi couldn't help but be happy when he saw Miller's appearance, and opened his mouth to say: "If you can't eat it, don't eat it, no one forcibly asks you to finish all the things in the bowl."

"Isn't that right?"

Miller said, looking at his half plate of dumplings.

Zhang Chi knew that this guy really couldn't eat, not polite, we Chinese would do this, but Americans wouldn't, so he reached out and took the plate from Miller's hand.

"It's okay, you can't eat it, some people will eat it."

What else does Zhang Chi's family care about? Isn't that, let's put it this way, now that Zhang Chi eats at home, there is nothing left if there is not enough.

Not to mention that there are two and three dogs in the ink, let's just say that the giant dogs in the ranch, just these dumplings, are not enough for them to make.

Still, you're underestimating the belly of these dogs.

Coming to the kitchen with a plate, Zhang Chi said to his grandmother: "You guys are too ruthless, you have eaten Miller to the throat!" ”

Miao Guifang smiled and said, "Aren't I afraid that the child won't be able to eat?"

"The next time the Americans say you can give as much as you want, they won't be polite, and they don't know what politeness is, if they can't eat it, they must not be able to eat it, look at what you give, if I don't ask, maybe Miller, this stupid boy, can eat himself to death" Zhang Chi joked with a smile.

Miao Guifang saw that what her grandson said was interesting, so she became happy: "What's the matter, okay, you go play, let's brush these plates or something."

"Then I won't brush it," Zhang Chi said, and the person had already returned to Miller's side.

"Grandpa, you eat, I'm done eating."

Zhang Chi was about to leave the house and said hello to the elders first.

Young people eat faster, Zhang Chi is like that, and Miller is the same. But like Zhang Jiaren, Zhang Youliang and Zhang Youpeng eat quite slowly, and chewing and swallowing slowly is the standard for them to eat.

Seeing that the elders nodded, Zhang Chi and Miller came out of the room and sat down on the terrace.

After sitting down, Zhang Chi remembered, so he stood up again, got a pot of tea from the house, and the two sat comfortably, drinking tea while eating.

"How's your ranch to the east going?" Miller took a sip of his tea and found a topic.

Zhang Chi understood what Miller said, what the Australian tycoon said about exchanging land for a big secret realm.

"It's yellow, I can't talk about it," Zhang Chi said.

The gap between the two asking prices is a bit big, and both feel that it is inappropriate, so this matter is a bit stranded, and it is not said that it will not be talked about below, but everyone has no intention of continuing.

Miller thought for a moment and said, "This matter is not urgent."

Zhang Chi and Miller's family were angry, saying that if they talked about it, they would replace a piece of land with a piece of land of the same size, so that Zhang Chi and the new pasture in the east could be connected.

Miller, or Selyol, doesn't have a problem either, and the replacement of the same area is much better than the land they have to pay, isn't it stupid not to agree.

Zhang Chi has no way here, the same exchange will definitely not be exchanged, why should people be so troublesome to accompany you to go through the procedures.

Not to mention that Zhang Chi is only a friend of Miller, even if he is a friend with Selior, when it comes to money, Serolio will not contain a lake.

At the beginning of the ranch's words, it was a bit of a dead talk.

However, the two didn't need to talk awkwardly, and after being quiet for a while, Miller and Zhang Chi talked about Nell.

At this moment, Nell can be said to be in a hurry, the small days passed, as soon as he arrived in Florida, he immediately became a luxury car, and the small days were called a chic.

Miller and Nell have more contacts, and Zhang Chi has a lot less, first, Zhang Chi doesn't like Nell's way of making money too much, and second, there is nothing to talk about between the two.

used to be good friends, but now that he has figured out the situation, Zhang Chi feels that he and Nell are a little different.

The two of them didn't have anything to do, just chatting and drinking tea, and watching the children play from time to time.

Half an hour passed quickly, Miller took his son Yang home, and Zhang Chi continued to watch the child.