Of course, part of the reason is that when I was young, my family was poor and couldn’t eat meat. When I could eat such a meal of meat during the Chinese New Year, I naturally thought it was a delicacy. When I grew up, I couldn’t change this image.

In this era, this kind of dumpling is called Jiaozi or Yanyue-shaped wonton, but only well-off families can afford this kind of dumpling. In the past, during the Chinese New Year, it would be nice if a charcoal girl could eat a little meat, and the elderly were not very good at it. Make these exquisite meals, so the little girl has never seen these things.

She was sitting in Li Xin's arms, imitating Li Xin's appearance, making dumplings one by one.

Li Xin took her little blackened hand and taught her hand in hand.

The little girl was only five or six years old at the moment, and due to malnutrition, she was extremely thin. Sitting in Li Xin's arms, she looked like a rag doll.

Each dumpling was formed under the hands of two people.

After making about thirty or forty, Li Xin felt that it was almost done. After all, there were only two of them, so he put the little girl down and said softly: "Eating dumplings will make you smarter. When you eat dumplings, brother will teach you how to eat dumplings tomorrow." Learn to read, okay?"

The little girl was still feeling a little uncomfortable, so she couldn't laugh out loud. She nodded to Li Xin, and then carried the firewood to the back of the stove to light a fire.

Her cuteness made Li Xin a little distressed.

The water boiled quickly, Li Xin poured the dumplings into it, and then poured cold water in after the dumplings in the pot boiled, and when the water boiled for the third time, the dumplings in the pot were considered cooked.

Li Xin came out with two large bowls, and when he was about to set down his chopsticks, a crisp voice came from the kitchen door.

"what to eat?"

Li Xin froze, because he was very familiar with this voice.

Li Xin turned around in a daze, and saw Xiao Jiu girl in a cloud-white jacket standing at the door of the kitchen with a smile on her face, staring intently at the dumplings on the table.

Li Xin put down the chopsticks in his hand, took a few deep breaths, walked up to Miss Xiaojiu, and said with a smile on his face, "How did you come in?"

"The door wasn't closed, so I just walked in."

Miss Xiaojiu spoke with confidence.

Li Xin rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Thank you for reminding me, I will pay attention to closing the door in the future, is there anything, you can go back if there is nothing."

Miss Xiaojiu held her head high, pointed to her nose, and said in an extremely proud tone: "Li Xin, you dare to talk to me like that, do you know who I am?"

Li Xin frowned.

This girl, is this going to reveal her identity?

Just when Li Xinxin was thinking wildly, the maid of Wei Wangfu raised her head, looked down at Li Xin, and said triumphantly: "This girl is a special maid of Wei Wangfu, and I am here to tell you the meaning of His Royal Highness Wei. It's like seeing King Wei!"

After all, she didn't wait for Li Xin to react, she passed Li Xin in a leisurely manner, and sat down in Li Xin's original position confidently.

"It turned out to be a dice."

After that, she unceremoniously grabbed Li Xin's chopsticks, put one into her mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls, her eyes lit up, and she said, "It's much fresher than what I used to eat!"

After all, the girl leaned on the desk and began to bury the dumplings that originally belonged to Li Xin.

Li Xin stood behind her, speechless.

This girl is not only a foodie, but also an inexplicable acquaintance. She has only met three times, and she no longer regards herself as an outsider.

The dumpling stuffing made by Li Xin is made of pork, egg white, and soy sauce. The taste is indeed more delicious than that of this era, but even so, there is not too much difference. So the reason why it tastes so delicious is because she hasn't eaten pork much, or she hasn't eaten pork at all.

I can’t afford pork, not because I’m poor, but often because I’m too rich, especially those high-ranking officials, they rarely touch pork. The higher the status of a person, the more likely they have never eaten pork .

It was the first time for Xiao Jiu girl to eat pork when she grew up to such a big age.

Li Xin sat next to Miss Xiaojiu speechless, seeing the girl eating dumplings that were so delicious, Li Xin had no choice but to get some dumplings for himself.

After eating, the little girl rushed to clean up the dishes and took them to the kitchen for cleaning. In the past few days, the little girl came here like this. After the little girl left, Li Xin turned his head to look directly at the little girl Jiu, and smiled wryly. : "Miss Xiaojiu, didn't you agree last time in Wei Wang's mansion that the distance between us should be farther?"

This girl is a real troublemaker, and she must not get too close to her, otherwise, with Li Xin's current power, he may not even know how he died with him.

Miss Xiaojiu put down the chopsticks in her hand, glanced up at Li Xin, and said, "Mr. Li, you said that to yourself, and I didn't agree."

She smiled mischievously: "I still want to help the prince pass orders to you, how can I stay far away?"

While talking, the dumplings in her bowl had been eaten up, and the little girl knocked on the edge of the bowl with her chopsticks.

"Master Li, I'm not full yet..."

Li Xin looked at the girl speechlessly.

Although I don't know what kind of identity she is, but what is certain is that she is definitely not just a maid in Wei Wangfu.

Thinking of this, Li Xin shook his head, and said softly: "The dumplings are gone, I need to get some more."

Xiao Jiu stood up enthusiastically, with an excited voice: "That's great, I'm going to make some with myself, and when the New Year's Day comes, I'll make some for... some elders in the family to try."

Li Xin shook his head, and began to teach her how to make dumplings step by step. Now, it is unrealistic to get rid of this Nine Girls in a short time.

The origin of this little girl is definitely not simple...

Chapter 43 Site Selection

Little Nine Girls ate with relish.

Li Xin was sitting beside her, watching her quietly.

Unconsciously, after eating another bowl of dumplings, she leaned back in the chair, patted her swollen belly with her hand, and closed her eyes in satisfaction.

Although Li Xin and the Seventh Prince had a lot of mutual interest in each other, when the little nine girl patted his belly, Li Xinxin began to suspect that the reason why this girl approached him was probably pure... for food?

Li Xin coughed and forced a smile at the foodie girl.

"Miss Xiaojiu, I'll write it down for you later on, and you can take it home. The method is very simple, and the people in Wei Wangfu should be able to make it easily. If you want to eat it in the future, you don't have to bother to come to me. Here it is."

Wei Wang's Mansion is in Yongle Square in the north of the city, and Datong Square is in the south of the capital city. It takes at least half an hour to walk between the two places on foot, so Li Xin said it was troublesome.

Miss Xiaojiu rolled her eyes, and while patting her belly, she snorted softly: "That's no good, I saw you twice, and you've already made three fresh food, those idiots from the Wei Palace , can’t make a new thing.”

Li Xin blinked.

Every dish, or every snack, can only be handed down after the precipitation of time, and it also has strong regional characteristics. Li Xinsheng can only get in touch with so many foods in an era of information explosion. It would be too difficult for them to come up with some novel food.

Li Xin really didn't want to have too much connection with this little girl, so he said bravely, "Well, in the future, as long as I come up with new food here, I will send the recipe to Wei Wangfu as soon as possible. Come to Xiaojiu and you will be able to eat."

Nine Girls lowered her head and thought for a while, then shook her head slowly: "No, the things made by those people are not authentic, they are not the same as what you make."

The so-called authenticity is actually a preconceived notion. Li Xin is not a professional chef, and the food he makes may not be as delicious as the cooks of the Wei Palace. The reason why Xiaojiu girl has this idea is only because of psychological effects. .

Li Xin said with a wry smile: "This Yongle Square is so far away from Datong Square, it would be troublesome for Miss Nine to come, wouldn't it?"

The imperial city faces south from the north. The Yongle Square under the imperial city wall is naturally in the north of the capital, while the Datong Square is in the south of the city. If you walk the distance between them, it will take at least half an hour or even more than an hour.

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