"How did Xiao Jinbao make dumplings? What else did he use?"

"You don't understand this, right? That's a fork! Things to eat Western food in the city."

"Why do you want that thing to make a dumpling?"

"Who knows, watch it!"

When Wu Jiali heard the adults' discussion, she couldn't help but glance at the dumplings made by Xiao Jinbao.

I saw ten wrapped dumplings in front of her. The tail of one end was very long, while the other end was fat and short.

Xiao Jinbao was holding a fork, not knowing what to pull at one end of the dumpling.

At this time, Pang Ya had already made twenty dumplings, and the other children had made more than ten dumplings, only Xiao Jinbao still had ten dumplings, and it seemed that he had no intention of making more.

"There are five minutes left, everyone should hurry up."

As soon as the words were finished, the children all speeded up their hands. Xiao Jinbao was still shaking, holding the fork and pulling his only ten dumplings.

After slashing and pulling the left side, she pulled the upper side, and it was neither too late, but she seemed to be in a hurry at all.

From time to time, Xiao Jinbao used his floured little hands to push away the broken hair that fell on his forehead. Before the competition was over, her face was already dotted with flour and turned into a little cat.

"Mom! Look! I'll pack it!" Xiao Jinbao raised his masterpiece and showed it to Yang Chunlan outside the venue.

Before Yang Chunlan could see clearly, Xiao Jinbao patted his little head again and muttered, "Mom, wait a little longer! I forgot my eyes!"

Eye?

Yang Chunlan was confused by her daughter, but she didn't think much about it and pulled Wu Laosi to shout with her: "Come on, daughter! You are the best!"

Listening to the encouragement of his parents, Xiao Jinbao worked harder.

She grabbed a few small corn and green beans from the bowl in front of her, pressed them hard into one end of the dumpling, and then pinched them carefully.

After finishing, he raised the dumplings again and shouted: "Mom, look! I've really packed this time!"

Now Yang Chunlan saw clearly that the dumplings made by Xiao Jinbao turned out to be a little goldfish!

Just now, the long dough on the end of the dumpling was flattened by her fork, and she also drew several vertical lines, making a living goldfish tail.

On the edge of the pleated and bonded dumplings at the top, there are also vertical lines drawn by forks, which look like the fins of a goldfish. The other end is dotted with two corn kernels. As the eyes of the goldfish, it can be said to be the finishing touch and lifelike.

"Look! Xiao Jinbao pinched a goldfish!"

"Oh my God, this kid! It's so amazing!"

Just now, I felt that Xiao Jinbao was a child and the villagers who made the dumplings were very ugly. At this time, my eyes were lit up and I couldn't help but applaud her skillfully.

"Time is here!"

As the referee shouted, the children stopped their movements.

After counting, the top three experts in making dumplings were about to come out.

Within the specified time, the one who made the most dumplings was Pang Ya, with a total of 46 dumplings, the first in the whole market, followed by Jiawen, 37 dumplings, and Wang Cuilian's son and 29 Donglin.

"Congratulations to these three young winners, they will receive three barrels, two barrels and one barrel of peanut oil, respectively."

As soon as the village chief announced the prize, the villagers were all excited!

This is cooking oil! Every household wants it.

Before, no one was cooking lard, cooking vegetables and cooking. This cooking oil was a fresh thing in the city. Even the village heads of other villages who came to be judges were very jealous.

"In addition, in today's competition, we have a special entry, with only ten dumplings. Come and show it to everyone."

At the request of the village chief, Xiao Jinbao's dumplings were brought out and displayed.

"This dumpling has become ten lively little goldfish in the hands of the child. Therefore, the judges temporarily decided to add a special prize to the young contestant who made this goldfish dumpling, Xiao Jinbao!"

Amid everyone's cheers, Xiao Jinbao ran towards the village chief happily.

"Tell me why I only made ten dumplings? I saw it just now. You still have time to make more ones, so why don't you make a few more?"

The village chief asked the thoughts of many onlookers present, but Xiao Jinbao smiled silly and replied: "Brother Jiayou said, "It's perfect. I just think everyone should be good this year, so they only have ten."

The village chief was happy: "Xiao Jinbao, you are a golden word. We all borrowed you a good word. This year, every household is perfect!"

There was warm applause outside the venue. I could get Xiao Jinbao's blessing, but it was happier than picking up money. After all, she once called Lei Guanhong, which was very magical.

"Then why do you need to wrap goldfish?" the village chief continued to ask

"Because I am a little goldfish!" As soon as I said that, I realized that I had missed my mouth. Xiao Jinbao quickly changed his words and said, "Because there are fish every year!"

A hearty laugh broke out again at the scene, and everyone was amused, and they praised the child for being smart and sweet-mouthed.
Chapter completed!