After the rebirth, I was held in my heart by the natural enemy

Xuan Muzhi also forgot that he hadn't eaten yet, so he found a piece of bamboo and started digging.

When the back basket was almost full, he realized that the shepherd's purse in this area was almost emptied by him.Xuan Muzhi rubbed his nose and stopped. He always wanted to leave a little spark, which was hollowed out at once, and he had to look for it next time if he wanted to eat.

Xuanxuan was almost hopeless at home. My brother had been away for so long and hadn’t come back. The food was already cold outside. The little guy swallowed while watching the food, and finally put the food back into the pot with a heartbroken heart, and waited. brother to eat together.

When one of Xuan Mu arrived home, Xuan Xuan pounced on him. "Brother, why did you come back? I thought something happened to you."

"What could happen." Xuan Muzhi carried his younger brother into the house, "...you didn't eat?"

The table was clean, as if it had been eaten.

"I'll wait for my brother."

"Silly boy, what are you waiting for me?" Xuan Muzhi's nose soured, "Where's the food?"

"In the pot."

Fortunately, because it was put in the pot, the food was still warm.The two brothers brought out the warm meals and ate them affectionately together.

"Next time brother goes out, you can eat first, don't wait for me."

"Brother, we used to eat together." Xuanxuan raised his head aggrievedly.

"...Brother will try his best to come back and eat with you." Xuan Muzhi thought for a while and said.

"Okay!" The little guy's face lit up. "Brother Su An, haven't they come back yet?"

"They're still working. Let's make them something delicious tonight."

"Delicious? Stewed meat again?" Xuanxuan still had a large piece of meat in his mouth, and his tone was full of hope.

"You still have meat in your mouth, isn't it enough?" Xuan Muzhi patted Xuanxuan's head lightly. "It's eating dumplings."

"What are dumplings?"

"Dumplings are made of flour and filled with fillings."

"It's dumplings!" Xuanxuan swallowed the food in his mouth, "I saw someone selling it at the market, and it smelled delicious."

"..." Xuan Muzhi sighed softly, "Don't worry, our home cooks are better than theirs."

"I'll help my brother cook after dinner later."

"Okay."

The brothers got busy immediately after eating.

Xuan Xuan was in charge of washing the dishes, while Xuan Muzhi kneaded a piece of noodles in the clay pot at home.Considering that there are many people eating, this noodle is also a little more mixed. Fortunately, it is the flour just bought yesterday.

While the noodles were cooking in the basin, the brothers began to choose the shepherd's purse brought back by Xuan Muzhi.

Both of them are proficient at choosing vegetables. In the past, they could only cook porridge with wild vegetables every day. Regardless of Xuanxuan's young age, he chooses vegetables faster and more carefully than Xuan Muzhi.When the choice was about the same, Xuan Muzhi left the rest to his younger brother, and went to find the wooden board that Uncle Wu left in the yard as a chopping board.

There was originally a chopping board at home, but it was used for cutting vegetables and meat. Now that I want to make pasta, I naturally need to find a new one.

This piece of wood is quite smooth, and I don't know what Uncle Wu is using it for, so let's borrow it first and use it later.Wash it carefully and dry it in the sun outside.

The pork belly left over at noon was peeled and sliced ​​and slowly chopped into meat fillings, but not too finely chopped. Xuan Muzhi didn't like to eat ground meat since he was a child, and he liked to eat chopped meat.The family has always followed him in this regard, and usually eat stuffed foods such as buns, dumplings or meat pies, which are basically chopped by hand.

Although the family conditions are not bad, when it comes to eating, the Xuan family always eats three meals a day with his mother himself. After he inherited the family business, his father became the main force of cooking, such as chopping minced meat. Life has always belonged to him.

Xuan Muzhi was chopping the minced meat, and couldn't help but think of his parents, his nose soured and tears fell down his face.

He wanted to go home, his parents, his brother, his mother's meals, his big bed and a comfortable sleep, and when he woke up, he found that everything was just a dream...

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Xuan Xuan looked up at Xuan Muzhi, "Brother, don't cry."

Xuan Muzhi quickly wiped away his tears, "No, it's okay, I just squinted."

Although Xuanxuan was young, he was early-witted and knew that his brother must be sad because of something, so he didn't ask any more questions, and cleverly cleaned the shepherd's purse he had chosen.

The washed shepherd's purse was blanched in hot water, and the meat filling was already chopped. There was less meat and more vegetables. In addition to salt, Xuan Muzhi also put some oil to make the filling look more oily.

It's a pity that there is no sesame oil here, otherwise the filling would be more fragrant.

But Xuan Muzhi couldn't help it, he also has his own exclusive secret recipe.

I picked out a few spices from the spices I bought before, prepared a bowl of soup according to a certain ratio, and put heel bones in this soup, which was a gift from the stall owner when I bought pork belly in the morning.

This bowl of soup is very fresh, it is the exclusive secret recipe of the Xuan family, not only the meat stuffing but also the vegetarian stuffing are very delicious.

Xuan Muzhi secretly admired that he was quick-tempered, and had helped his mother prepare a few times before, otherwise how could he taste this kind of taste in this foreign world.

After the meat filling is mixed, the chopped shepherd's purse is also put in and stirred evenly.Xuan Muzhi sniffed it, and it smelled very fragrant. It was still a familiar recipe and a familiar taste.

Xuan Muzhi was in a good mood to smell the familiar smell again.

"Come here, Xuanxuan, my brother will teach you how to make dumplings." Xuan Muzhi saw that the noodles were ready, kneaded them a few more times, pulled off some of them, and put them on the chopping board that had just been washed and dried.Sprinkle a handful of flour on the chopping board, roll the finely ground dough into a ball and stick it on the flour. "Look, like this, use your thumb and index finger to squeeze the noodles into small pieces."

Xuanxuan was young, so he watched carefully from the sidelines after washing his hands, but when it was his turn to try it himself, it was difficult to break his face.

"Brother..." Xuanxuan cried with a small face.

"It's okay, let's practice slowly, my brother was worse than you at the beginning. Can't my brother do it so well? You must be able to do it too!"

"Really?" Xuan Xuan asked with flickering eyes.Now he completely regards his brother as an idol, and feels that his brother is not doing well, so he has a little confidence.

My brother is so good that he didn't do it well, and it's understandable that I didn't do it well. If you practice hard, you can definitely do it!

Whether the dough is good or not, you can rub it back and forth again. Xuan Muzhi didn't care about the little guy, let him practice and play by himself, and went out to wash and wipe the rolling pin at home carefully.

Bread is an original food here, not only soft bread, but also leavened bread.However, the original body seems to seldom cook this kind of food, maybe he is not good at it, or he simply cannot afford pasta.After all, flour is still more expensive than broken barley.

Returning with a clean rolling pin, Xuan Muzhi found that Xuanxuan had really succeeded in pulling a few shots, and praised the other party vigorously, Xuan Muzhi began to prepare to roll the dough.

Making dumplings is not difficult. As a northerner, Xuan Muzhi has been able to make dumplings since he was a child. Not only he can make dumplings, but his whole family is also very good at making dumplings.Every time I eat dumplings, my brother will come back early. He is a small expert in making dumplings in the family. He is all-round from kneading noodles to squeezing to rolling. He can make dumplings for the whole family by himself and still has spare time. Make the whole family laugh by telling anecdotes about the company.

Not having a curtain is the most troublesome thing, even if you look for it now, you can't find it in time, so you can only put it aside and make do with it.

After rolling out a pile of skins, Xuan Muzhi started making dumplings. Xuanxuan watched the dough and fillings turn into small and cute dumplings with a bulging belly in a moment in Xuan Muzhi's hands. His eyes widened and he couldn't bear to blink.

"Brother, is this the dumpling you mentioned? It looks much better than the dumpling at the market."

"Of course, what my brother does is unique, isn't it?"

"Yes!" Xuan Xuan stood up straight and said loudly.

"Hahaha..." Xuan Muzhi laughed happily seeing Xuan Xuan like this.Once upon a time, he also admired his brother so much, and his brother looked at him so dotingly, right?

There was plenty of time, so Xuan Muzhi made it himself, and also taught Xuanxuan to do it together.The little guy has small hands, making dumplings is a bit difficult, but this does not hinder the mood of the two of them at all. The dumplings were not all wrapped until the sun was in the west.

Uncle Wu and Su An had already entered the house outside, Xuan Xuan rushed out to greet them, and Xuan Muzhi added a handful of firewood to the stove to make the fire even hotter, and the dumplings could be boiled when the water boiled.

"Are you tired?" Seeing the two entering the room, Xuan Muzhi stood up and greeted them.

"Haha, I'm not tired, I'm not tired." Uncle Wu smiled and took the towel to wipe off the water stains left on his face after washing his face. "We didn't master the tricks in the morning and they left us behind. Guess what happened in the afternoon?"

"It must have overwhelmed them!"

"Hahahaha that's right!"

Su An cast a cold glance at Uncle Wu, not ashamed to point out that the reason why they are better than others is because two people work together on their five acres of barley and rice fields.

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