Four boxes were missing from the area where dumplings were placed. Gong Zihua likes to eat dumplings because they contain meat.
In fact, he is a meat-loving guy. He eats meat for every meal. If there is no meat, he will go crazy.
Probably the harsh environment on the island when he was a child made him develop the habit of loving meat for a long time. But even in that environment, Hughes basically allowed him to eat meat every day...
Gong Zihua closed the refrigerator hard and turned around to see the chopped meat on the cutting board.
Little Hughes took all the meat boxes.
Pick up the poached eggs and put them aside. The two poached eggs were fried until they were yellow and orange, and the color was very beautiful. A pot of water was already boiling, and Little Hughes poured all the dumplings on the plate into it.
Gong Zihua stood beside him silently, staring at the boiling dumplings in the pot, her taste buds secreted, and she couldn't help but swallow a mouthful.
This expression did not escape Xiao Xiu Si's eyes, and he smiled slightly: "It's only quick-frozen. If you like to eat it, we can go to the supermarket to buy flour and make it. That way it will be fresher and more delicious."
Gong Zihua came back to his senses and snorted: "If I want to eat dumplings, why don't I go out to eat them? Dumpling restaurants are everywhere."
"But that's not what I did for you."
Gong Zihua: "..."
Damn, Higashi Gongzi Che is so sullen and rarely speaks so directly and emotionally. But Xiao Xiu Si is different. From time to time he bursts out, which Gong Zihua is not used to hearing, and... it is very useful and feels comfortable all over.
"You think I want to eat just because you're so good? But I won't eat!" Gong Zihua said in a playful manner.
Little Hughes flipped the dumplings in the pot with a spoon and ignored him.
The aroma of the dumplings was stirred up and floated in the air...
Gong Zihua's nose moved and he swallowed another mouthful of saliva. He looked at the meat on the chopping board: "Is this stuff fresh?"
"I checked the dates and they are all fresh." Little Hughes said seriously, "The ingredients in this hotel are changed every day. If you are hungry, can you have a cake first?"
Gong Zihua glanced at him and walked out of the kitchen with his hands on his back. He still wanted to eat dumplings, he could eat a big pot...
Gong Zihua sat in front of the table that looked like a dog plow. There were messy things on the table, including songbooks, pens, hourglasses, globes, guitars, eaten fruit cores, water glasses... and so on.
Any place he has used will definitely turn into a garbage dump within half an hour.
Mong Zihua put her feet up on the table and played the nds game... until Little Hughes came over pushing the dining cart.
His small stature was only as tall as a dining cart, so it was very difficult to push it in front of him, and he had to take care not to spill the soup.
Unfortunately, too many dumplings were made, and some of the soup overflowed. Gong Zihua was dissatisfied: "No matter how you do things, they can't be done well!"
Little Hughes wiped the soup with a towel and handed him the chopsticks: "Try it."
Gong Zihua's eyes turned to the cut on his hand, and the back of his hand was also bruised.
After all, this body is too small and cannot be used flexibly.
Gong Zihua's eyes wandered away again, and Quan pretended not to see it - there was a large bowl of dumplings for two people on the dining car. Of course, this was only for one person.
There are also two poached eggs, a plate of fried meat with green peppers, and a plate of hot sauce.
Little Hughes picked up the empty glass: "Milk?"
"I want a drink! Coke!" Gong Zihua pouted, milk is something only women and children like to drink.