Siheyuan: Traveling through Cai Quanwu, pretending to be Uncle Shazhu

After returning to the house, Cai Quanwu felt a little warmer. There was a double sky inside and outside the house, and the stove was really not burning in vain.

At the table, Shazhu was adjusting the fillings and chatting with the first man and the others. When he saw Cai Quanwu coming in, he said hello.

"Uncle, are you back?"

Cai Quanwu rubbed his hands and replied casually.

"Well, Yuyu asked me for two cigarettes and a small whip. I met the third uncle and chatted for a few words. Then he came back without any problems."

Cai Quanwu's words were a response to He Yuyu's statement just now.

With that said, Cai Quanwu walked to Shazhu and asked softly: "Isn't it done yet?"

"It'll be ready soon."

Silly Zhu adjusted the fillings, tasted the saltiness of the fillings, and washed his hands in the basin on the side.

"Okay, we can make dumplings later."

"Uncle, why didn't you chat with the third uncle more?"

Cai Quanwu thought to himself that if he chatted with the third uncle for a while longer, the entire Forty-Nine City would belong to the third uncle.

After sitting down, he grabbed a handful of melon seeds and nibbled a few. Cai Quanwucai smiled and joked with everyone.

"The third uncle's food is so good. It made my mouth water. I didn't dare to talk to the third uncle."

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they heard Cai Quanwu's ridiculing words.

"Hahaha."

Mr. Jia Zhang was sitting on the edge peeling peanuts, laughing the same way, but the sound was a bit catchy.

This is back after escaping,

"Sister-in-law Jia, is your stomach feeling better?" Cai Quanwu asked pretending to be concerned.

Jia Zhang was stunned for a moment, then realized what she was doing, smiled awkwardly, and then said:

"Uncle Zhuzhu, he's much better."

Jia Zhang had a smile on her face, thinking that Cai Quanwu was scolding him as a bloody nozzle.

This guy named Cai really doesn't like to open any pot.

"That's good."

Cai Quanwu replied, stopped talking, and concentrated on eating melon seeds.

Unfortunately, just because Cai Quanwu doesn't want to talk doesn't mean that others won't talk to him.

Before I had even eaten a few melon seeds, Silly Zhu, a cheater, couldn't help but asked curiously: "Uncle, what delicious food did the third uncle's family eat?"

Of course Si Zhu knew that Cai Quanwu was teasing the third uncle just now, and he wanted to know what the third uncle said to Cai Quanwu.

They say curiosity killed the cat, and it also kills many people.

Cai Quanwu stopped eating melon seeds and asked with a smile:

"Want to know?"

Silly Zhu nodded.

Cai Quanwu glanced at everyone and found that everyone had a serious desire for knowledge in their eyes.

However, it is a bit unethical to say it to the third uncle.

The third uncle's reputation for being stingy is not good to begin with. Wouldn't it be bad to give him a bragging title?

"It's bad to talk behind someone's back, Zhuzi. If you want to know, ask the third uncle tomorrow."

Everyone looked at Cai Quanwu for a long time, feeling as uncomfortable as eating flies after hearing such words.

The uncle actually praised Cai Quanwu for his approach.

"You all haven't learned well. Uncle Zhuzhu did it right. How could there be anyone behind it?"

As expected of a great man, he quickly stood on the moral high ground.

It was as if the curiosity in his eyes just now was fake.

The first man's method of fooling an inexperienced person is about the same as a fool-like two hundred and five, and it has little effect on the old world.

Anyway, Cai Quanwu sneered at the first uncle's statement. You, the old Yinbi, like talking behind people's back the most.

Why is Xu Damao's reputation so bad? Don't you have any idea?

You still have the nerve to say that the person behind the scenes is not good.

Seeing the uncle preaching with a straight face, Silly Zhu laughed and changed the subject.

"Auntie, is the noodles ready? Can you make dumplings?"

Seeing Silly Zhu changing the topic, the first man did not continue to lecture, knowing enough was enough.

The aunt opened the steaming cloth covering the basin and pressed it with her hand. It felt almost the same.

"Okay, I'll get the rolling pin."

After a while, the aunt came over with a rolling pin and a tray for dumplings.

After bringing the things, Auntie began to roll out the dumpling wrappers, while Sha Zhu and Qin Huairu started making dumplings.

The others, like Cai Quanwu, only used their mouths but not their hands, and even gave instructions from time to time.

"Pillar, wrap a few coins in them, one cent, two cents, five cents."

Cai Quanwu took command immediately.

Cai Quanwu was a southerner before time travel. He remembers eating dumplings for the first time as a child, when he was seven or eight years old.

That time, his third uncle's family made rice dumplings that the eldest son steamed and ate.

Very few people there eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year.

After the popularity of quick-frozen dumplings, some people bought quick-frozen dumplings to eat at home during the Chinese New Year.

There are almost no people who make dumplings by themselves, but there are quite a few who make egg dumplings during the Chinese New Year.

Cai Quanwu is really curious about making dumplings. When watching TV, coins are put in the dumplings to make the dumplings.

"Uncle, I don't have any coins."

"Master Yi, find a few coins at home and boil them with boiling water. Let's see who has more luck this year."

Cai Quanwu's main idea is to be able to beep but not to do anything, and to command the great master.

The old man who was sitting there acting as an uncle heard Cai Quanwu ask him to find coins and agreed with a smile.

It was all about good luck during the Chinese New Year, so there was no way he wouldn't agree.

The first man went to the room to find three coins, then washed them with boiling water and handed them to Shazhu.

"Silly Zhu, you can't mark the dumplings. By the way, they are for your sister-in-law. You can't make them by yourself." Jia Dongxu and Silly Zhu started laughing.

"Okay, let's make them for my sister-in-law. I know all the dumplings I make without marking them."

"Did you see that the dumplings I made are plump and beautiful?"

Silly Zhu boasted about his skill in making dumplings.

It's really not a boast. When I was learning how to cook, I made more dumplings than the average person eats in a lifetime. Needless to say, my level of skill was very high.

Comparing Qin Huairu with Silly Zhu is like comparing amateur players with professional players.

Ordinary families can eat dumplings several times a year.

Cai Quanwu saw Silly Zhu's arrogance and wanted to give him a blow. Later, he watched the video and saw that some people could make more than a dozen kinds of dumplings. Then he said, "Zhuzi, make a few more kinds of dumplings. One kind of dumpling is too monotonous."

"okay."

Unexpectedly, Shazhu agreed wholeheartedly.

Next, Silly Zhu showed them that a cook is a cook.

Yuanbao dumplings, Sixi dumplings, sunflower dumplings and other types of dumplings are presented in Shazhu's hands.

Silly Zhu's showmanship was an eye-opener for Cai Quanwu. In reality, it was the first time for him to see someone perform so many tricks.

"Zhuzi, this is a good craftsmanship." Cai Quanwu praised it sincerely this time.

Cai Quanwu himself is a handicapped person. Making dumplings is a difficult task for him. (The author is also a handicapped person in real life and cannot learn how to make dumplings.)

Not only did Cai Quanwu praise him, but everyone else praised Silly Zhu.

Silly Zhu felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his life, and he couldn't help but want it.

"I'll make five-color dumplings for you when I get the chance later."

Cai Quanwu has never heard of or eaten five-color dumplings. After watching the video, I learned that they are made from the juices of various plants and flour.

Except for the deaf old lady, the others, to put it mildly, all came from mud-legged backgrounds. In the past, it was good to be able to eat white flour dumplings twice a year. How had I ever heard of this?

The colorful dumplings all feel very novel.

In fact, Shazhu may not have seen it before. It is more likely that he heard people bragging about it when he was learning to cook.

Cai Quanwu knew that Shazhu was probably bragging, but he didn't expose it.

It felt inappropriate to praise Silly Zhu just now and then come out to slap him in the face.

Time passed quickly while I was bragging about my skills and making dumplings. When the dumplings were wrapped, the ten o'clock bell had already passed.

When Auntie went to cook dumplings, Cai Quanwu went out to call He Yuyu to come back and eat dumplings.

Children are not afraid of the cold. They played outside for several hours without touching the house.

From this point of view, people say that there is nothing wrong with children having strong firepower.