"The dumplings are cooked. Come and get your bowls and chopsticks to prepare for dinner."

Wen Jiu fished out the overcooked dumplings through a strainer. Because there were so many people eating lunch today, she asked Hu Qiqi to cook more dumplings.

I saw the fat and white dumplings glowing faintly, lying one on top of the other on the plate and steaming.

The white mist floats away, and the rich and overbearing sour aroma fills the store, attracting everyone's hungry soul.

As soon as she finished speaking, Li Qingyu and others stopped what they were doing and hurried into the lounge to look for their own dishes and chopsticks.

Because everyone had lunch at Taoyao every day, Qiao Shishi and Stephanie bought exclusive beautiful bowls and chopsticks for everyone when they went to the supermarket, including the two foxes Hu Qiqi and Hu Baba.

I also have a share.

When Wen Jiu saw his friends sitting at the table waiting to eat, he reminded him, "You guys are looking for two sets of bowls and chopsticks for Mr. Ming and Brother Yu. Do you want them to hold them with their hands?"

Do you want to eat dumplings?"

After saying this, Li Qingyu stood up with a smile and found bowls and chopsticks for his brother and Ming Yihan.

But he didn't forget to complain. When passing the bowls and chopsticks, he whispered: "Brother, you don't have long hands, do you? You really think of yourself as an uncle."

"You go away!" Li Zeyu glared at him angrily, "Didn't you see that I was engaged in a business war? You must help me a little."

Hearing this, he couldn't help but sneered, "Your business war is to compete with who can sit still? I suddenly felt that I can do it."

After he finished speaking, he quickly returned to his table and sat down, fearing that Li Zeyu would change back to his original form and come over to beat him.

After Li Qingyu left, Li Zeyu couldn't help but cough a few times in embarrassment, "Ahem, my brother has a bit of a naughty temper. Don't be surprised."

How could he have such a younger brother who would not help him suppress outsiders, but would also make him embarrassed in front of outsiders?

When he goes back to see his parents tonight, he must make a serious complaint.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He felt that not only was he embarrassed, but his soul was also lost to Li Qingyu.

Fortunately, Ming Yihan did not add insult to injury. Instead, the other party smiled sincerely, "Actually, my brother is like this too. He is usually very naughty and makes you want to beat him up."

As soon as he heard this, Li Zeyu regained his soul, "Yes, yes! It seems that all the younger brothers in the world deserve a beating."

It turned out that he was not the only one suffering from his younger brother, and he suddenly felt that life was becoming better again.

So he began to vent his bitterness to Ming Yihan, and even exchanged ideas with him on how to educate his younger brother.

It wasn't until Wen Jiu came over with two plates of dumplings that he closed his mouth and quickly stood up to take the plates handed to him.

The steaming dumplings are shaped like ingots, and they are white, plump and very cute.

Li Zeyu heard Li Qingyu mention it a long time ago that the dumplings at window 18 were amazingly delicious.

It's just that he didn't know Wen Jiu at that time, so he put the matter behind him.

It wasn't until he looked at the snow-white dumplings in front of him that he suddenly remembered Li Qingyu's words.

"One bite is filled with soup. It's thick, fragrant and extremely delicious! I hated myself for not buying two more plates at that time. When it was my turn later, they were all sold out."

"I didn't know that classmate's cooking was so delicious. Let me think of a way to get inside and get to know her. But I think her identity is definitely not simple. Maybe she is a young lady from a well-known family who is hiding her name."

Well, Li Qingyu did successfully infiltrate the inside, but the other party also got her in.

He even packed it with his brother and gave it to Wen Jiushi.

As for Wen Jiu's identity, everyone knows that she is an orphan adopted by Yu Ruman. There is no such thing as an anonymous lady from a wealthy family.

Thinking of this, Li Zeyu picked up a dumpling with great anticipation, and the full sour aroma attracted his thousands of thoughts.

For a moment, he felt that all the cells in his body were activated by this strange fragrance.

He blew on the steaming dumplings first, and then bit into them with anticipation.

The thin and transparent dumpling skin split instantly, and a stream of extremely fragrant soup flowed out.

The peculiar sour aroma lingered between his lips and teeth, and the rich meaty aroma of pork was wrapped in it, making him feel refreshed and full of appetite.

Although he had never smelled such a fragrance, he was still completely distracted.

At this moment, all he wanted to do was savor this strange and mysterious taste.

Although the aroma of sauerkraut is overwhelming, it does not overwhelm the aroma of pork. The two are cleverly combined and complement each other perfectly.

Under the influence of the sour taste, his saliva continued to be secreted. At this time, his extremely hungry stomach sent a signal to the brain.

Eat! Eat big! Eat hard!

So Lizeyu stopped talking and just kept eating with a dull head.

But his appearance is not unusual, because Ming Yihan opposite him is also taking a sullen bite of a pickled cabbage dumpling.

He has eaten five or six times in a row, but he still can't bear to stop.

Even though the dumplings were still a little hot when he entered his mouth, he was not willing to stop tasting this delicious food.

The hot dumplings are fragrant, crispy and tender when you bite into them, and the hot soup bursts out.

The sour aroma of sauerkraut intertwined with the meaty aroma of pork, creating an irresistible flavor.

But what surprised him the most was the dumpling dough. This seemingly thin and transparent dough was actually quite flexible. It was not as soft and rotten as he had imagined. Instead, it was chewy and became more and more fragrant as he ate it. <

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Every time Ming Yihan eats a dumpling, he sighs in his heart.

Wen Jiu's cooking skills are indeed unparalleled. Fortunately, he decisively reached a cooperation with the other party. Otherwise, he would have to compete with the audience to taste the dumplings. How could he eat dumplings in one mouthful like this?

While eating, an idea suddenly occurred to him.

"Xiao Wenjiu, do you want to sell these dumplings of yours?" He tried his best to restrain the desire to continue eating, "You should know that there are quick-frozen foods sold in every supermarket, right? I think your dumplings are very suitable as

Quick-frozen food for sale."

Hearing this, Wen Jiu swallowed the food in his mouth first, and then thought for a moment before replying: "You can sell it, but does your factory have a production line for quick-frozen food?"

"Of course there is, you can rest assured." The more he smelled the aroma of dumplings, the more he couldn't bear it, so he finally gave up on the so-called etiquette and accepted the reality of talking while eating.

Wave after wave of sour fragrance reached Tianling Gai, giving him a comfortable feeling of floating in the clouds.

Take a closer look and you will see the combination of tender pork cubes and crisp pickled cabbage. The sour and salty taste is amazing.
Chapter completed!