"The minority obeys the majority" is a principle that many people are familiar with and have defaulted to. When there are disagreements about collective actions, most decisions are made based on this principle. It applies to various groups, including families, such as eating dumplings for dinner.
Li Peifeng, who considers himself the "head of the family", voted against, but the other three agreed, so he could only agree to rush over for the whole day. Everyone was busy in their own rooms, and they did not sit down to eat lunch together.
Instead, they each ate some snacks and fruits to cope with the situation, leaving more expectations and stomach space for the dumpling meal in the evening. Li Peifeng originally thought of going downstairs to make noodles at around 4 p.m., but he just arrived.
At three o'clock, he received a three-character WeChat message from his beloved mentor Zhao Qingge...
"Make dumplings!
What a rush!
Li Peifeng looked at the time and saw that it was still early. He was busy typing and didn't want to interrupt, so he pretended not to notice, pulled out the keyboard, and continued writing. Who would have expected that half a minute later, it would come again...
Zhao Qingge: “Make dumplings!!”
Will eating later make you starve to death?
The guide's train of thought was completely interrupted. Li Peifeng clicked on the keyboard, and Leng Yiruo never responded to the message. What would be the consequences? Most Internet article authors have no emotions when coding. Some of their emotions are invested in the characters and world in the book.
This can be called "focus time"
Especially successful Internet article authors, the more successful they are, the more ruthless they become. Their parents are sick, their wife's amniotic fluid has broken... They can't bother them at all to update. Wu Wenyue has this trend, which shows that he is one step closer to becoming a truly ungrateful master."
Ding Ling Ling Half a minute after Li Peifeng sent the second message, Jian Cai's cell phone rang the WeChat language ringtone. Yes, it was his beloved and dear guide who called him. He couldn't pretend to be dead. If he still couldn't hear it, he probably should.
Wu Wenyue went upstairs and knocked on the door, sighed, and answered the call: "Hello?"
“Didn’t you see my WeChat account?
Lao Zhao's tone was very violent, and Wu Wenyue was slightly wrong: "Did you send me a WeChat message? Sorry, I didn't see it."
"Okay, then I'll say it again"
Li Peifeng said one word at a time: "Make dumplings, go downstairs to make dumplings, do you hear me?"
I'll forget about making dumplings for you too. The one with Jiancai stuffing is a bit old, but it has a strong texture and a long aftertaste. After steaming and cooking for an hour and a half, it will definitely be fragrant and taste very good.
!
At this point, although Wu Wenyue felt uncomfortable having his train of thought interrupted, Wu Wenyue could only go downstairs and enter the living room to start organizing: "It's time to make dumplings. Everyone, please put down what you are doing and take your precious time to come out and help me with my work.
"Do it so soon?" Huang Tian was the first to open the door and said slightly: "It's only three o'clock, and I just ate an apple. In order to avoid telling the truth and causing trouble, Wu Wenyue said rationally: "Bao
Dumplings take time, not to mention you guys can't speak, so it will take even longer. Now, if you can eat them at 5:30, it will be quick."
Jiancai was the second to leave the house: "What should I do first?"
"Sit down first and ask Yue to come out."
Opening the door to the master bedroom, Jiancai was sitting in front of the computer for a video conference. Fortunately, it was about to start. He hurriedly said a few words and got up and left the room. He followed Wu Wenyue to the kitchen, "How to do it?"
Wu Wenyue opened the refrigerator, looked at the ingredients at home, and said casually: "We can only make dumplings stuffed with cabbage and pork. Add a little fat meat refining residue and put it into the filling. Wenyue, you are responsible for turning the lean meat into meat filling."
, cut the fat into small pieces and make it into oil residue, then cut the cabbage stuffing into pieces. First like this, then like this, and finally like this...
After explaining the general method of making dumpling fillings, Zhao Qingge heard it very well and went to work with some vague understanding. Jiancai put the panels and flour on the dining table in order and prepared to knead the dough. Huang Tian pointed at himself.
and Li Peifeng: “What do I do with her?
Wu Wenyue squinted: "Don't ask me what you are going to do, ask yourself what you can do first!"
Huang Tian sneered slightly: "You have become impatient after half a month, and you still want to hug me? You are so talented and brave."
Jiancai looked at her, then looked at Li Peifeng, his eyes paused for a moment, then he lowered his head to finish playing with noodles, slowly drew the shape of a flag on the chopping board with flour, and said in a deep voice: "I don't dare to think about it anymore, this is what I put up.
White flag, let’s talk about the next topic!”
Huang Tian raised his eyebrows and watched as the white flag drawn with white flour was quickly covered with more flour. He said silently "Hu"
Li Peifeng let out a breath and shifted his gaze from Jiancai to the restaurant. Zhao Qingge was concentrating on rinsing the pork to defrost it. Her eyes gradually became simpler, her lips tightened, and she didn't say that making dumplings was not a one-person job.
, the most important steps are nothing more than kneading the noodles and stuffing. Although Zhao Qingge doesn't know how to make the dough, the stuffing is still no problem. Wu Wenyue's sword skills can also be used at this time, and he himself is making dumplings.
The main force was responsible for kneading and kneading the dough, but the other two didn't really sit and watch them work as Wu Wenyue said. After sitting for a while, Li Peifeng and Huang Tian went to the kitchen to help Zhao Qingge with stuffing. Is it possible?
, Do you understand, it doesn’t matter whether you can really lend a hand to help, the most important thing is that doing so can be considered as participation. Zhao Qingge waved his two knives, without blinking, and chopped at the meat slices that had been cut on the cutting board just now, from the east.
Go to the west, cut with one hundred and eight cuts, then cut from south to north, and cut with another one hundred and eight cuts, crossing the stuffing, the cold light is radiating, the fierceness is heavy, and the small pile of meat gradually turns into meat paste.
…
Li Peifeng looked on coldly: "My knife skills are good, but don't you have a meat grinder?"
"No," Zhao Qingge replied in a brisk tone, and the two knives stopped. Then the two knives clashed with each other, and he threw the meat stuffing on the blade onto the cutting board. Then he picked up the two knives and continued to hit the food with the knife.
The sound on the board was so rhythmic that Zhao Qingge couldn't help but sing. She also heard the conversation between the three people in the restaurant just now. What they didn't dare to think about, what they gave up with a white flag... Good news, good news!
I can eat a few more dumplings today!
"Is the meat too much?"
Huang Tian looked at his phone and said hesitantly: "I read on the Internet that when filling the meat, you have to add water on one side so that the texture will be elastic and lubricated, and on the other hand it won't be too sharp." "Really?"
Zhao Qingge didn't have the slightest trust in the cooking skills of this wealthy daughter, but when he heard that the other party was searching on the Internet, he was a little unsure. In addition, it was also his first time to stuff dumplings, so he was unsure, so he shouted loudly: "Little
Do I need to add water to the pork filling?”
"Add!" Wu Wenyue, who was kneading the dough in the restaurant, responded: "Just add cold water, but don't add too much. When you add it two or three times and it feels dry, just add a little bit. Too much water will also affect the taste."
" Jiancai nuzzled at Huang Tian next to him: "Bring me a bowl to get some water. Huang Tian immediately took a bowl of water and poured half a bowl of meat filling on it. Zhao Qingge quickly stopped: "Enough is enough, I'd rather have less than more."
Li Peifeng glanced at the pile of fat slices cut off from the cutting board, picked it up and walked to the stove: "I'll refine the oil residue."
"You will?"
"You can watch the video." After Li Peifeng replied, he put down the plate, took out his mobile phone and opened the browser. Zhao Qingge said: "You don't need to read, put the water in first, add the fat to the pot in cold water, and then pour out the water after it boils."
Put oil in the pot and add the fat, then lower the heat and "water first?"
"Yes, you also know about water?"
"Wenyue, don't talk too much, ah!"
"Sister, please don't patronize me as the supervisor. I haven't cooked the cabbage yet. Why don't you get a knife and cut it?"
"Fine!"
'The collision of kitchen knives, the working sounds of gas stoves and range hoods, and the sounds of the three girls, all kinds of sounds combined together to form a sound, which is the sound of fireworks in the world.
Hearing this, Yue kneaded the dough slowly. Although he still had a strong feeling of being "separated" in his heart, he was also enjoying the last warm moment of reunion between the four of them. Next time, let alone such a day when four people live together.
Even sitting together to have a meal will easily be unblocked tomorrow morning. If nothing else happens, the girls will not even eat breakfast and leave with their luggage. This dumpling meal is probably the last meal for the four of them living together. "I know
This world is as short-lived as dew, yet, yet"
Wu Wenyue paused slightly while kneading the dough, picked up the bowl, poured some water into the flour, and continued kneading, trying to knead the dough into a whole dough and knead all the distracting thoughts in his heart!
He really wanted to raise the white flag and give up. What about the five-in-one and the four-in-one? If the three of him, Zhao Qingge, and Xu Ning are together, they can have work and life with each other, and have a harmonious relationship. No one can tell who is like the director.
, after all, reality is too harsh, and Huang Tian is just a temporary passer-by. "I heard that love is very sad, and feelings always make me suffer... Why suffer, eat dumplings! I have to drink something today, white, nine cups!"
"
The depressed mood did not last long. Wu Wenyue thought of a way to let himself know. After undergoing the transformation of the Stone Liver, Rudou's Gallbladder and other internal organs, he felt that his mood was basically not too bad.
No matter how exciting things are, he can face them. When he encounters Zhizhong that cannot be solved at all, Jiancai also vowed: "I allow myself to take a step back, temporarily stop moving forward, and become a big waste for a short time!"
More than half an hour later, Wu Wenyue had mixed the noodles, and the dumpling fillings were completed with the concerted efforts of the three girls. "Listen to me, making dumplings is very complicated. Fill the filling first, and then fold it like this..."
Before officially opening the package, Wu Wenyue took the lead in picking up a piece of dough, filled it with some stuffing, and explained it while making it, trying to teach the other three that they were not stupid, and that it was indeed not difficult. The three girls learned it one after another.
, everyone worked together to postpone the end of the work. "Is it time?"
"Twelve minutes...enough, the meat filling is cooked."
"Open the pot!"
"Bring up the soy sauce and vinegar."
"Do you want vinegar for the cabbage stuffing?"
"Just for this jealous comment about this dumpling!
Before five o'clock, the first pot of cabbage and pork dumplings came out steaming hot. The person holding the utensils took the utensils to hold the dumplings. Wu Wenyue fried another dish, added a tomato and egg drop soup, and four people
Finally, we were officially seated. Some of the dumplings on the plate were strangely shaped, some were long, some were round, and there were two with exposed fillings. These were the necessary costs for the three girls to go from being novices to experienced dumpling makers. "Who made these?"
Zhao Qingge picked up a dead noodle and said with a smile: "Is there no filling in it? Why is it wrapped like this?" Li Peifeng said calmly: "It's a blessing."
Huang Tian had a blank look on his face: "The stuffing is exposed, let me take it all out and rub it... If you don't want to eat it, give it to me!"
"Here you go, don't throw it away"
"By the way, I forgot to put the coins!" "They are all put there during the New Year. There is no need for the winter solstice. I'm going to start!"
The three girls took their own actions, but Wu Wenyue looked out the window. The winter night came quickly, and it was already dark at five o'clock. The snowflakes outside the window had not stopped since the morning, and seemed to be getting bigger. They were illuminated by indoor lights.
Down the window, dots of crystals flew past the window like feathers. They met briefly and parted in the blink of an eye, as if the whole world was melting. "I'll have a drink."
After saying this, Wu Wenyue hurriedly got up and rummaged around the cabinet, and finally found a bottle of osmanthus wine brought specially when moving. She took another wine glass and sat back at the table. She poured herself a glass and drank alone silently.
, although his expression was very enjoyable, there was still a trace of sadness in his eyes, "What's wrong with you?"
Zhao Qingge smiled half-heartedly: "The blockade of the community has been lifted, and everyone will go home tomorrow. You can also go back to sleep on the big bed in your master bedroom, so why don't you just drink wine in depression?
"It has nothing to do with me not being depressed."
"What?"
Wu Wenyue took a mouthful of dumplings and drank another sip of wine, feeling even more sad: "Yue, did you not mix the dumpling fillings well?
"2"
Li Peifeng coughed dryly: "I ate a very salty one just now. "The one I ate was relatively bland..."
Huang Tian didn't believe in evil, so he picked up a new one, took a bite and nodded slightly: "It's not mixed well."
Zhao Qingge felt a little guilty: "That's not right, I remember I mixed it up."
"It was mixed, but not evenly," Huang Tian emphasized, "I watched you do it. Then why didn't you remind me?"
"I didn't know you didn't mix it thoroughly. You should have tasted it at that time."
Wu Wenyue smoothed things over: "Okay, let's eat, that's it this time, be careful next time, if there is a next time"
Zhao Qingge nodded to express his refusal: "When the quarantine starts, the three of us will make another batch of mutton fillings. She hated the fact that there was no sound other than the collision of bowls on the dining table. Three or four seconds later, there was another man's steady voice:
"Alright at seven o'clock, dinner will begin. Wu Wenyue drank a bottle of white wine, added water twice, and returned to the pavilion with a slight alcohol smell. He lay down on the bed for two minutes to break free from other thoughts, and finished conceiving the novel.
After thinking about it, I was about to sit in front of the computer and type, when there was a knock on the door, "Are you coding?"
The person who came in was Zhao Qingge. Uncharacteristically, she was not wearing pajamas. Instead, she was wearing a short black windbreaker. She was not wearing culottes on her lower body, but a pair of black silk wrapped around her long legs. She was wearing a style where her lower body was missing...
“I’m planning to code it”
Zhao Qingge sat on the edge of the bed and put his hands on his legs a little uncomfortable, but his face was still flustered: "I won't waste your time, right?"
Wu Wenyue sighed softly: "It's too late, it's been too long, I can do anything else, at most half an hour will start." Jiancai held back her laughter and asked, knowingly: "...but I just want God, what else are you talking about?"
?”
Dumplings, Jiaozi Wu Wenyue actually knew what Zhao Qingge wanted to do when he was eating. After eating dumplings for dinner, he naturally wanted to Jiaozi in the evening!
This chapter has been completed!