Ye Lancheng and An Zhisu worked hard for a long time in the morning and finally completed the Spring Festival couplets, New Year pictures, lanterns and other items. After resting for a while, Aunt Rong saw that the time was almost up and started making dumplings. An Zhisu also followed to join in the fun. Aunt Rong moved the battlefield from the kitchen
When we arrived at the restaurant, we rolled out the dumpling wrappers on the dining table. Bai Xinci and her grandmother came over to help. An Zhisu hadn't eaten the dumplings made by her grandmother in six years. She deliberately didn't eat much in the morning, so she waited on an empty stomach.
Eating dumplings for lunch.
"Can you do it? Stop making trouble." Seeing his little wife happily wanting to help, Ye Lancheng also came over to watch, so as to save her from causing trouble to others.
"Who's causing trouble? Isn't it just making dumplings? What's so difficult about it?" An Zhisu was unhappy. She couldn't cook, so how could she make dumplings? What's so difficult about this? It's just about wrapping the dumpling fillings in.
Would you like to pinch it in the dumpling wrapper?
Ye Lancheng snorted and looked at her calmly: "Then you can help me take a look."
"Wrap it, just wrap it." An Zhisu picked up the dumpling wrapper confidently, dug out a spoonful of dumpling filling and put it on the dumpling wrapper like his grandmother, and then pinched the dumpling wrapper like his grandma.
But the difficulty came. After she pinched it, she didn't wrap it up in a beautiful shape like her grandmother. Instead, she didn't know what the hell she made. It was barely a wonton.
Ye Lancheng looked at her with a smile.
An Zhisu's face turned red, and he picked up another one and tried it, but it still failed.
Ye Lancheng continued to look at her with a smile.
An Zhisu tried several more in a row, but all ended in failure. Looking at the five or six ugly dumplings in front of him, An Zhisu almost buried his head in his chest.
Ye Lancheng's words really came true. She really couldn't even do such a simple thing.
An Zhisu felt so embarrassed. He must have been too stupid.
The corners of Ye Lancheng's mouth were so curved that they could hang a lantern. An Zhisu was so angry that he threw a dumpling wrapper to him: "Smile, smile, smile as if you know how to make dumplings."
Ye Lancheng easily caught the dumpling wrapper she threw over, neatly wrapped it with fillings, and pinched it twice casually to create a beautiful shape.
An Zhisu:......
You really know how to do it.
Are you so down-to-earth? You can even make dumplings.
"You know why you didn't tell me earlier." An Zhisu was so angry after he saw the joke for a while.
"First time making." Ye Lancheng placed the dumplings he made next to An Zhisu's dumplings. The comparison had an immediate effect.
An Zhisu chuckled: "I believed your lies, how can you do this for the first time?"
"Isn't it just wrapping the dumpling fillings into the dumpling skin? What's so difficult?" Ye Lancheng laughed so hard that he deserved to be beaten.
An Zhisu:......
I really want to throw all the dumplings I made at his face, how can I break it? Did you learn this despicable look from Xia Jingze?
Grandma and Aunt Bai Xinci Rong were all laughing non-stop and were almost amused to death by this young couple.
An Zhisu was unwilling to be killed instantly by Ye Lancheng, and said angrily: "I'll just roll out the dumpling wrappers."
"Young madam, it's not easy to roll out dumpling skins." This time, Aunt Rong reminded Ye Lancheng before he could speak.
An Zhisu was about to say something about what was wrong, but he swallowed the words alive. He couldn't say it, and he would be slapped in the face if he didn't roll it out well.
"I'll give it a try." An Zhisu said conservatively.
Aunt Rong smiled and handed her the rolling pin.
An Zhisu began to roll out the dumpling wrappers in the same manner again, and Ye Lancheng looked at her calmly again. However, the fact was just as Aunt Rong said. The dumpling wrappers looked simple, but rolling them out was even harder than making dumplings. I don't know how to roll them.
People either roll it out too thickly, roll it out too thin, or roll it out in weird shapes, making it difficult to roll out the beer, which is moderately thick and round like beer.
Like the one at the bottom of the bottle.
"Why is this more difficult than making dumplings?" An Zhisu tried and failed repeatedly, and was so angry that he stopped rolling and stopped rolling. It was not enough for Ye Lancheng to laugh at him.
Aunt Rong said with a smile: "Young Madam's talent is not in this area. You can design, embroider, make clothes, and cook and make dumplings. Why should anyone else live?"
These words successfully pleased An Zhisu, who nodded in agreement: "That's right, I always want to give others a way to survive."
Bai Xinci laughed out loud, her daughter-in-law here is so cute.
"You are really not ashamed." Grandma almost blushed for her.
An Zhisu raised his chin without shame: "That's the way it is. There are specialties in the arts, but mine is not here."
"It sounds like my skill lies in this." Ye Lancheng interrupted abruptly.
An Zhisu:......
Who? Who is talking? Who is talking? If you don’t listen, don’t listen. The bastard is chanting sutras.
An Zhisu looked like I can't hear what you're saying.
Ye Lancheng stretched out his hand and flicked her ear: "Don't pretend to be deaf and dumb, go and bring me that towel, and I'll wipe your hands and teach you how to make dumplings."
An Zhisu really wants to continue pretending to be deaf. She feels that her acting skills are fully qualified for such a role.
But Ye Lancheng obviously didn't give her a chance. Seeing that she didn't move, he reached out and tried to pinch her ears.
"What are you doing?" An Zhisu shot away: "Grandma, Mom, look at him, he wants to hit me."
Grandma: "I am old, my eyesight is not good."
Bai Xinci smiled so hard that her stomach ached. As the saying goes, a smile can save ten years. She felt that she would be young again if she lived in Lanting for a few more days.
When An Zhisu saw that even her grandmother didn't help her, she angrily said, "My married granddaughter threw water, and you don't love me anymore, grandma." Then she resigned herself to getting a towel.
Ye Lancheng:......
Is this the meaning of the sentence "water thrown away by a married granddaughter"?
Forget it, when you have children in the future, you should take care of the education yourself and leave it to your little wife. If nothing happens, she will be able to teach the second half of the sentence "Friends come from afar" to "Even if they are far away, they will be punished".
An Zhisu went to twist out a wet towel and brought it to wipe Ye Lancheng's hands. Ye Lancheng wiped his hands, threw the bag he had wrapped before and the defective items An Zhisu bag had into the trash can, then stood up and walked to her
behind.
"What are you doing?" An Zhisu subconsciously wanted to hide, for fear that Ye Lancheng would do something to her.
Ye Lancheng ignored her and reached out from behind her to pick up a dumpling wrapper and put it in her hand.
An Zhisu was confused, what was he doing?
Then she soon knew that Ye Lancheng was going to teach her how to make dumplings step by step. He was very tall, leaning slightly to hold her hand, and his breath was right next to her ear, gently bringing warmth, but it could scorch her.
"Don't put too much stuffing in the dumplings, and don't use too much force with your fingers when wrapping. First pinch from the middle, then pinch from both sides to the middle. Pay attention to adjusting the shape, like this..." Ye Lancheng pointed out her skills while holding
Hold her hand and teach her how to use force
.
An Zhisu's mind was completely distracted. Who cares about dumplings when she is so beautiful?
"Hey, I'm old. My teeth are not good. It's too sweet and my teeth hurt after eating too much." Grandma said, shaking her gray-haired head.
Bai Xinci echoed: "My stomach is not good either. I have indigestion from eating too much dog food."
Aunt Rong simply immersed herself in rolling out the dumpling wrappers, not even looking at the young couple spreading sugar.
An Zhisu's face turned red all of a sudden, and he quickly turned Ye Lancheng with his elbow, signaling him to let go of her.
Ye Lanchengquan pretended that he had not received the hint from his young wife and asked calmly: "Have you learned it?"
An Zhisu: ... Just to learn from it, ask anyone who was taught how to make dumplings by a handsome man like this. If he could learn it seriously, his mind would have already flown to nowhere. Okay?