Jiang Hu misunderstood me a lot

Liang Yufeng watched the little ones bickering, Shi Shiran walked over shaking the feather fan, annoyed and funny: "Are you guys here to make trouble?"

The little prince directly sat up cross-legged on Xiao Qiao, and said bluntly: "I really didn't expect Xiao Mo to be illiterate."

Xiao Qiao reached out to lift him up: "Get up! Little pig, you're dead again!"

Over there, Mo Fengzhi was still insisting: "...you already said I can read!"

Shi Tongyu lowered his head to look at him. His eye circles were red, and the tear mole at the end of his eyes reflected the watery eyes, and he was about to cry.

Young Master Liang gasped when he saw it, and couldn't help but feel cheap.

He stretched out his fan to lift Xiao Mo's chin, and said in admiration: "No wonder the scriptures often describe beauties as having beautiful eyes..."

Shi Tongyu slapped his hand away with a slap, and seeing Xiao Mo's frightened eyes, he patted his head amusedly, and put him down on the ground.

Mo Fengzhi looked up at him blankly.

Shi Tongyu thought for a while, bent down and said to him: "Your brother Liang has no other intentions, so you don't have to take it to heart."

After hearing this, Young Master Liang echoed vigorously: "That's right, that's right, seeing your eyes are beautiful, I just want to see them clearly."

Shi Tongyu: "..."

Young Master Liang leaned over, bent down and opened his arms coaxingly, "Come on, give Brother Liang a hug too?"

Mo Fengzhi took a step back warily.

Young Master Liang really felt very hurt: "Don't be like this! I won't do anything strange to you..."

Mo Fengzhi: "..."

Shi Tongyu: "..."

Young Master Liang continued to coax: "Come on, come on!"

Shi Tongyu's face turned dark, and he couldn't bear it anymore and dragged him away: "You are enough!"

... Among the friends present, none of them had the experience of making soup with their hands.

So everyone took a break after arguing for a while, obediently obeying the orders of chef Shi Tongyu.

At this moment, Young Master Liang began to regret his past.

Because Chef Shi was stern and selfless, he was sent to carve onion on purpose!The strong and pungent onion smell made his face turn green...

Zhong Yin looked at Shi Tongyu's black face, kept silent, and consciously undertook the task of cleaning fruits and vegetables.

Xiao Qiao didn't know what to do, and wanted to steal and play tricks to take the opportunity to be lazy.Shi Tongyu stared at him coldly, so he had no choice but to contract the most trivial and troublesome work, to wash snails and other shellfish.

Mo Fengzhi was the most well-behaved, without being told, he had already silently picked up the kitchen knife and started chopping the mutton stuffing.

Only the little prince didn't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, looking at the flour eager to try, he actually planned to knead the dough with the flour.

He was born with supernatural power, and his strength was not small, but unfortunately his technical content was too low. After working for a long time, he had no achievements other than getting flour all over his body and face.

Shi Tongyu had no choice but to throw him a ball of semi-finished dough to knead and play with, and he resignedly took over most of the remaining work...

After the tedious preparations were completed one by one, Shi Tongyu led everyone around a table.He mixed all kinds of meat and vegetable fillings, rolled out the skin himself, and asked Ji Xiao to let go of his hands to wrap it.

"So we're just eating wontons?"

The wontons mentioned in the Song Dynasty, also called jiaozi, are shaped like a crescent moon, but they are actually dumplings of later generations.

Xiao Qiao's heart is not enough, and some people are still complaining.

Zhong Yin and Mo Fengzhi worked silently, but their skills were unfamiliar, and the shapes they made were all kinds of strange.

The little prince stretched his neck to look at it for a while, and said brazenly, "You guys are so ugly!"

Xiao Qiao mocked, "You can do what you want."

"Come on."

The little prince was right in his arms, he threw away the ball of dough that he had ravaged so badly, he geared up to join the army of wontons, ready to show off his skills.

Shi Tongyu supported his forehead.

He has a strong sense of foreboding, and I'm afraid this side is still not reconciled enough...

At this moment, Young Master Liang carefully washed off the onion smell from his hands, and regained his energy.

He smiled and leaned over and said, "Brother, you've got flour on your face."

Shi Tongyu was worried, and asked casually, "Where?"

"Above the eyebrows."

"Huh?" Shi Tongyu raised the back of his hand to wipe it.

"Hey, not over there, a little over here."

"This way?"

"No, no, no..."

Young Master Liang seemed to be very anxious, so he simply stretched out his hand.

Shi Tongyu was stunned: "Huh?"

It turned out that Young Master Liang saw that his brows were deeply furrowed, so he couldn't help rubbing the creases between his brows.

It's fine to do something, but he even joked: "I'm so worried! Brother, come, give me a smile?"

Shi Tongyu lowered his head silently, turned his hands over, and put a handful of flour on his face!

...and finally reconciled.

This time Shi Tongyu behaved well.After he adjusted the ratio of water and flour, he stopped working hard on his own.

Teaching a man to fish is worse than giving him a fish.He made up his mind to teach Young Master Liang how to knead dough first!

It's just that he regretted it as soon as he learned it.

The two kneaded the dough hand in hand, their fingers were intertwined, and their palms rubbed against each other, vaguely vague.

The temperature of the palm is getting hotter and hotter, and a different kind of emotion is brewing in the bottom of my heart.Shi Tongyu was in a state of confusion, and he didn't know what he had taught in a daze...

In the end, I can only be thankful that Young Master Liang's bones are so strange.

He learned it in such a mess for a while, and he got started.In addition, his internal strength is far superior to that of his peers, and the dough he kneads is full of strength!

It's a pity that no matter how well the dough is kneaded, it's useless.

I'm really sorry for the craftsmanship of a few friends!

Various wontons were put in the pot, and soon turned into a big pot of sliced ​​meatball soup.Not to mention the taste, even with the skill of the beautiful chef making stuffing, it can't be recovered...

Except for Mo Fengzhi who honestly scooped up a bowl and was eating, the others all showed expressions of being unable to swallow.

Fortunately, Shi Tongyu had expected it, and the extra dough was prepared for such use.After letting them dry for a while, Chef Shi finally showed mercy and began to stretch the noodles with his own hands.

Commonly known as longevity noodles, this cable noodle is long and slender like a dragon's beard, unbroken, and each bowl is just one long strand when lifted.

Everyone looked straight.

Shi Tongyu fried three-color fresh and clams, cut crystal kueh and soft sheep, and poured them with various toppings to become assorted noodles.

The little prince ate with gusto, he couldn't get enough of everything, and he didn't feel the smell of fresh fish anymore. The whole bowl of Suo Nian even sucked up the soup and juice, and he still couldn't get enough of it.

What is even more surprising is Xiao Mo.Seeing his delicate appearance, he didn't even change his face and ate three big bowls of noodles!

Xiao Qiao and the little prince were dumbfounded.

The two of them met and discussed together for a while, and suddenly they went together to make trouble with Xiao Mo, trying to see how his little belly stuffed so much food...

Now that the noodles were pulled, Shi Tongyu made ring cakes with the remaining noodles.

This is actually what later generations called Sanzi.Deep-fried in green oil until tender yellow, crispy and delicious, fried for them as snacks.

For a while, I heard the creaking and creaking sound again and again.

The snails that Xiao Qiao washed so hard were not wasted, except for those used as wonton fillings, Shi Tongyu simmered the rest in the earthen jar over low heat.

Seasoned with ginger oil, pepper, salt and soy sauce, the meat is crispy, with a strong taste, delicious and spicy, without any fishy smell.The last few small ones each held a small jar, and they were enjoying themselves inhaling one by one.

Only Liang Yufeng was not used to spicy food, and after eating a few pieces, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and tears were about to fall.

Shi Tongyu was angry and funny, snatched the big can that he was holding in his arms, and threw it to the four little ones.

Young Master Liang had no choice but to reluctantly lick the remaining soup on his fingers, while gasping for air hissingly.

Xiao Qiao's body is so fast, and she has sharp eyes and hands, and immediately took the earthen pot into her hand first.

The little prince and the others stretched out their hands to snatch it, and the boy immediately flew onto the beam of the house, cocked his feet to eat on the other side, and threw the snail shells down at the same time.

The little prince was unaware, and was hit by him several times, screaming in anger, and was about to shoot him after taking the golden bow, Zhong Yin hurriedly threw aside the raccoon slave to stop him.

Several people made a fuss.

Young Master Liang couldn't forget the delicacy of snails, so he couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, why can't I eat spicy food?"

When Shi Tongyu heard that he was still breathing there, he was obviously very hot.So he turned his head and was about to speak, but his eyes involuntarily stopped on his reddish lips.

Young Master Liang blinked, inexplicably saying: "Brother?"

Shi Tongyu came back to his senses in shock, thought for a while, and comforted him with words: "Forget it, I will make a can of non-spicy ones for you someday..."

Xiao Qiao heard it with the tips of her ears, and immediately shouted: "Brother Shi, then I want it too!"

When Young Master Liang heard this, he resolutely refused to agree: "It's not for you! Eating what's in the bowl and looking at what's in the pot, is there anything in this world that you don't want to eat?"

The little prince was indignant, and echoed: "Yes. You are greedy for food and bribes, you are a glutton, right?"

Xiao Qiao immediately retorted: "You say I'm a glutton, why don't you say Xiao Mo? Look at him, he's still eating!"

Everyone turned their heads and looked over, Mo Fengzhi was still eating with a large bowl.

Just eat it, he didn't pick anything, he even scooped up a bowl of wonton soup that no one cares about, and drank it so hard that his little face was almost buried in the sea bowl!

Seeing them all looking over, the child raised his head and smiled shyly, the corners of his mouth were still glistening with crumbs and oil stains, then he lowered his head and buried himself in eating hard.

Really big eater.

A few people gasped in admiration, amazed!