Traveling through the world of beasts: I lead the system to build an empire

The dumpling filling is a wild vegetable and meat filling made from a kind of wild vegetable in the animal world.

This wild vegetable is easy to preserve and is a common green on orcs' tables in cold seasons.

Adding some light-flavored vegetables will neither overshadow the main flavor nor be as greasy as pure meat filling. Su Mo is looking forward to the taste of the dumplings.

The dough should be of the right softness and hardness, and you have ready-made dough boards and rolling pins at home.

It's just that the process wasn't very smooth.

The males are very strong, and the soft dough is not only extremely fragile in their hands, but also extremely disobedient.

Either this is broken or that is leaking.

After fixing the uneven thickness for a long time, I finally managed to make it look like a dumpling.

Su Mo’s skills were not very good, so naturally the skills of the apprentices she taught were not much better.

She doesn't force it either.

It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t look good, as long as it doesn’t affect your eating.

The whole family joins in, making just one or two plates of dumplings to try out, and it’s done very quickly.

If they really join forces...

"Momo, look, look!"

Just as she put the dumplings aside, a strange-looking object was handed to Su Mo.

Big ears, a flat nose, a round belly, small eyes and a curly tail.

It was obviously a piglet made of white flour.

Su Mo's gaze shifted from the noodle in Mingfeng's palm to his face.

I don't know how this guy got flour all over his face and hair, which made him look quite funny.

"Why did you think of doing this?" Su Mo deliberately put on a stern face, "You don't even take making dumplings seriously."

Ming Feng saw that Su Mo was not angry. With his face covered in flour, he smiled a little foolishly, "The dumplings were disobedient and always broke. I patched them up and they became like this."

On the chopping board in front of him, there were four or five oddly shaped doughs. They hardly looked like dumplings, and some of them even had their stuffing exposed, which showed that his cooking skills were average.

But no matter how ordinary your skills are, you will never be able to make small animals.

Su Mo obviously didn't believe it. She pointed at the piglet lying on his palm and laughed, "Huh? It's turned into a piglet?"

Mingfeng would not feel embarrassed because of being exposed. He is justified and confident.

"The ones I make don't look tasty. I'm self-aware," he said, looking quite proud. "Look at how good Ling Han's makes look. Just eat his."

Ling Han’s bags are indeed much better looking, with little ingots with round bellies standing there, each one more iconic than the other.

It was obvious that Ling Han had found the feeling now.

"Oh~" Su Mo said meaningfully, and soon laughed again, "So this is why you made yourself look like a calico cat, hahaha."

Mingfeng subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his face. Remembering that his palms were not clean, he deliberately wiped them with the back of his hand.

As a result, the backs of my hands were covered in flour, which became darker and darker the more I rubbed it.

Su Mo was so amused that she fell backwards.

The males nearby, except Tinglang, were also making dumplings and laughing.

When Mingfeng saw their expressions, he roughly guessed what the miserable state of his face looked like.

He simply stretched out his claws and scratched Su Mo's face.

Su Mo was caught off guard and was tricked. She was stunned at first, but soon she started to have a fight with Ming Feng and the other man.

Mu Yang and the other four good kids just watched the two of them making noise quietly, and they kept making dumplings with their hands, which did not delay the progress.

The main reason is that the speed is almost the same whether there is Mingfeng or not.

After making a fuss for a while, Su Mo felt tired, so the two clowns sat on the sofa to rest.

It's not that I'm lazy.

The four of them divided the work and cooperated with each other, some pinched the dough, some rolled the dough, and some wrapped it. Their movements were orderly and not messy at all, and the finished products became more and more beautiful.

They were both average cooks so it was not in their power to cause trouble, so they were helping by just sitting there and waiting for food.

The four of them quickly made three plates of beautiful dumplings. They planned to cook the beautiful ones separately and leave the ugly ones for Mingfeng to eat later.

Ok.

Su Mo felt that she had found the reason why Mingfeng gained weight.

Ever since Su Mo complained about Ming Feng being fat, the greedy big bird didn't care, but Mu Yang became alert.

Big Tiger has not forgotten that when he first met Su Mo, Su Mo stared at him intently.

Obviously she likes his face.

It would be bad if your appearance changes due to eating too much and you are not liked by females.

He is already a beastly husband, so it is not easy for him to do anything to win favor openly. If he makes the females lose interest in his face, he will have no place to cry.

As for whether Mingfeng will fall out of favor.

Mu Yang said that this was not within his consideration.

After the dumplings are wrapped, there is no rush to put them into the pot. The males turn around and go into the kitchen to prepare the dishes.

This was the first New Year that everyone had spent together, so everyone took it very seriously, and the males all cooked a few dishes.

Even those who have just started learning how to cook have shown their health skills.

The whole family joined in the preparation, and at dusk, they had a belated 'New Year's Eve dinner'.

There are three plates of dumplings in the middle, and all around them are various dishes. If the table wasn't big enough, there wouldn't be enough space for them.

Looking at the table full of dishes, Su Mo could tell who made them just by the appearance.

Linghan has a light taste and also focuses on nutrition and color matching.

The colorful plate of stir-fried seasonal vegetables and several other dishes of meat and vegetable combinations must have been made by him.

Mu Yang loves to eat meat, and his dishes are either pure meat or pure vegetarian.

Those fried meats or stir-fried vegetables must have been Mu Yang's work.

Tinglang likes thick, red sauces and dark-colored dishes are his specialty.

Mingfeng is clumsy and not very good at cooking. He is also afraid that the fire will burn his feathers, so he always stir-fries the food for a few times and then hides aside. As for the ones that are burnt, you can tell without thinking that they are his fault.

Jiankang likes stews, and soups are usually made by him.

Su Mo took in the overall situation and swept across the large table with her eyes evenly.

finally.

Under the expectant gaze of the males, she extended her chopsticks to the steaming dumplings in the center.

My grandma loves making dumplings. She makes dumplings during the Chinese New Year, the Dragon Boat Festival, and during various solar terms. She also makes dumplings when she doesn’t know what to eat.

When Su Mo was a child, she often complained to her grandmother that she didn't want to eat dumplings every day.

But she has never eaten it since her grandmother passed away.

Su Mo picked up one from nearby.

It doesn’t look good, it feels like she made it herself.

Looking at the plump and round dumplings in the bowl, Su Mo felt a pang of sadness.

I don’t know if people really have souls after they die. If so, my grandma would probably be very happy to see that someone loves her now.

Seeing that Su Mo had not moved for a long time, the males looked at each other and knew that Su Mo was probably missing home.

So everyone turned their eyes to Ling Han.

Ling Han understood.

He smiled at Su Mo, and his temperament became much softer, as if coaxing a child, "Mo Mo, try it and see if it tastes good."

Su Mo withdrew her thoughts.

I picked up the dumpling and was about to put it into my mouth, but I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen and the dumpling fell back into the bowl.

like……

It's time to give birth.