Crosstalk: There is no big or small thing on stage, but there is a new tomb offstage Chapter 410 Don’t talk about making dumplings, just change the way you close your mouth and make dumplings!
Chapter 410 Don’t talk about making dumplings, just change the way you close your mouth and make dumplings!
Watching the girl come out of Song Yi's arms, Qi Yuncheng laughed in amusement, "As expected, she is strong as a mother. She has become much stronger. She needs to protect her with such strength, just like I want to beat her." p>
Song Yi suppressed his expression and said, "Lanlan, are you okay?"
"It's okay!" Zhou Gulan shook his head, looked at the mistress and then turned to the master. He must have felt a little disappointed, after all, he didn't perform well.
But he still spoke.
"I will practice hard and I will perform well next time."
Qi Yuncheng wants to be strict and say what she needs to say, but how strict can she be for a girl?
"The main reason is that you are too nervous. Overcome the nervousness of going on stage. I will make more arrangements for you later."
"Thank you, Master."
There was a look of expectation on Zhou Gulan's face, hoping that the next time he would go on stage would be better, or at least get praise from his master, so that his efforts would not be in vain.
But Qi Yuncheng finally saw that this girl's idea was simply wrong, so he sighed and taught, "Learning drums or folk arts well is not to seek praise from others. It has no effect on yourself and is nothing more than turning a deaf ear."
"I understand Master."
"But I am still nervous. The basic skills I showed today are still solid."
Finally receiving a compliment from the master, Zhou Gulan always had a little joy in her expression as she listened to the instructions, and her heart was instantly filled with warmth.
If it weren't for her master, she would never learn the drum again and would just study quietly.
So if she doesn’t want to get praise from her master, who else can she get praise from? Although it may fall on deaf ears, the master’s words will never fall on deaf ears.
"Okay, okay!" Seeing that they had almost said it, Song Yi finally interrupted their conversation, "Let's go play next, think about where to go, we still have one afternoon."
"Go and play?" Qi Yuncheng was speechless, "You are still pregnant, do you think you can play like before?"
"Then take us for a drive, drive around the Second Ring Road, and then we'll go buy food for the evening."
"Okay! Walk around the second ring road."
He was probably tired of staying at home. Song Yi wanted to go shopping more, and Qi Yuncheng would definitely agree.
But it’s different from the scene in Master’s joke about walking to the Second Ring Road. They were driving, and walking to the Second Ring Road on the main road was really life-threatening.
But after walking around for a while, I said I wanted to buy groceries and cook them home.
As a result, Song Yi decisively gave up the idea when he saw the restaurant he was familiar with, and then he begged to go in and eat again.
It was no other place, it was the pork knuckle hotpot restaurant she went to, located near Gulou East Street.
There are not many seats in this restaurant, so the best way is to make a reservation in advance, but since they went early, you were able to eat.
When I sit in this hotel again.
Song Yi showed excitement, revisiting his old place. This is the starting point without saying a word.
"Gold medal fat intestine hot pot! Roasted pork knuckles, stuffed goose, fish tofu, and osmanthus yogurt..."
At first, she was just a girlfriend who didn't live together, and she still wanted to save money for Qi Yuncheng. Now that she is his wife, she must eat freely until she is full.
After all, she is pregnant with his child, so she must not treat herself badly.
But after all, she was still a sensible girl. After hearing so much, Zhou Gulan asked in a low voice, "Master, have you finished eating?"
"You've finished eating! There are three of us, so don't worry."
"Then why are you ordering a dull goose? Isn't it a bit too much?"
"Give your master something to eat. He doesn't eat pig's trotters. We can solve this problem. It's full of collagen and can make you beautiful. Eat more."
Finally, he couldn't stand listening anymore and Qi Yuncheng said, "Why are you emphasizing beauty so much to a child? Hurry up and order it. Besides, isn't there a set meal? Just order the set meal."
"Okay, let me take a look again..."
Taking the menu, Song Yi ordered a lot of things. After ordering, while the hot pot and food were not served, he started mumbling again.
"Your master is quite bad. He lied to me all the time when he came here."
Zhou Gulan's head turned, and his curiosity suddenly burst out, "What's wrong?"
"We were already together at that time, and we were eating here. He said that he had to go to the toilet and I would just wait. As a result, I saw a small red box on his seat."
"Small box? Red? Diamond ring?"
"Yes, it's a diamond ring! Oh, I was so happy at the time because I thought he was proposing. But in the end, he told me that it wasn't his, but that of a friend of his.
You said I was so stupid back then, why can you believe it?"
"Isn't it from Master's friend?"
"It's his own! I was stupid enough to believe it." The more Song Yi talked about it, the more speechless he became. How could he be so easy to deceive at that time? He said it was a friend without any doubt. If he went back in time, he would even want to call her stupid.
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When it comes to falling in love, my brain is really wet. Even friends who make friends out of nothing can believe it, so I continue to look at Lan Lan angrily and say.
"You should stay away from those who talk about cross talk in the future. From your master, it can be seen that those who talk about cross talk are not good people. I always feel that they are being manipulated to death."
"You say bad things behind my back, and I hear them all."
"So what if I heard it? You bit me. Now the more I think about it, the angrier I am! Why was I so stupid back then?"
Qi Yuncheng really wanted to add that you are not much smarter now, but seeing how excited she came in today, he just forgot about it.
"What happened next? How did you know it was Master?"
The fifteen-year-old girl must be very curious about this and keeps asking.
"I went to his drawer and saw it. That's when he confessed to me. But there was a reason. Mrs. Wang Hui bought it in advance and it was not cheap."
"Then how did you propose?"
Song Yi's mood became much calmer when he said this, and then he smiled, "Proposing is really simple. He took out the diamond ring in a small noodle shop for no reason, and even played homophonic jokes.
But I am indeed very happy to be with your master. You must find someone who loves you in the future, and remember that too false a romance is not as good as reality."
"That's too much. What kind of science are you trying to teach her?"
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Qi Yuncheng lightly knocked on the table to signal his wife to stop. The child is so young, even though it is the age when love begins, it is still too early.
"Okay, I won't say anything anymore, okay?"
Song Yi deliberately said something to her husband, and then started to watch the waiter bring over the ordered pots and side dishes one after another, but after looking at it, he frowned.
"Didn't I order beef balls? I remember I did! That one was quite delicious. Didn't I order Lanlan?"
Zhou Gulan didn't even need to recall, because he had ordered the dishes just a few minutes ago, so he silently looked at the mistress and said, "You really didn't order, I didn't hear the name."
"Really? When I first came into the restaurant, I was thinking about ordering this in addition to the pig's trotters. Didn't I order it?" Song Yi was confused for a while.
Qi Yuncheng, sitting near the couple, had nothing to say. He also said that he was stupid before, but now he is even more powerful. It seemed true that he was stupid for three years after being pregnant, so he quickly asked the waiter to order beef balls.
As for being stupid during pregnancy, he actually knows the reason. It is mainly because the hormone secretion in the female body has changed, which is beneficial to the growth and development of the fetus.
However, it is easy to cause stimulation to the mother's brain nerves. Once stimulated, characteristic phenomena such as slow reaction and making people feel stupid may naturally occur.
So pregnancy is indeed not an easy thing, otherwise Qi Yuncheng made up his mind to take a good look at her.
Soon.
The hotpot is on.
The three of them started eating in a lively manner. It was indeed a very comfortable thing to eat in winter. As for how much it cost, I really didn’t care as much as before.
The first is to make more money, and the second is to spend money on food without feeling a loss, especially if it’s the two of you.
"Master, give it!"
Seeing that the shrimps were slippery and the beef balls were cooked, Zhou Gulan took the lead in picking them up for Qi Yuncheng, and then gave them to the wife. However, she had no time and kept eating the pig's trotters and intestines cooked in the hot pot.
I haven’t had time to talk yet.
"Husband, are you really going to have nothing to do next? You have held venues with tens of thousands of people before, and the others have been venues with thousands of people. After one year, will your popularity drop a lot?"
"Then don't worry about your business."
While eating what the girl gave him, Qi Yuncheng said, "We'll talk about it later. Right now, I'm mainly worried about you. I've been pregnant for three years, and I'm afraid something will happen to you at home."
"You are too worried about this. Whose daughter-in-law is not pregnant, and I don't have the characteristics of being stupid for three years after I became pregnant."
"Really? As long as you are happy."
Qi Yuncheng didn't want to say more at all, and he had no self-awareness at all, but he was also very happy while eating, and his smile never went away.
They came once before with two people, but this time with three people, the atmosphere was completely different.
I hope there will be four next time, maybe it will be different then.
Just like this, when it was dark, the three of them ate until dark before going home. Fortunately, Song Yi did not feel nauseated when eating these things, otherwise she would not be happy all night.
After all, this is delicious, and not being able to eat it is a kind of torture for her.
After arriving home, Zhou Gulan practiced drumming for a while. She could only practice it during holidays, not when she was studying.
So when the long vacation comes, she is happier than everyone else.
However, it was obvious that both Song Yi and Zhou Gulan were a little hungry because they did not eat staple food for dinner. In order to fill their stomachs, the former kept walking back and forth looking for food at around ten o'clock.
I've been looking around, but no one is good enough.
When he was turning to the kitchen, Song Yi's eyes suddenly lit up and he called Qi Yuncheng who was in the study, "Honey, let me make dumplings for you to eat! The sour soup dumplings made by my wife are really delicious, I will make them for you too.
Ah! I’ve seen the master’s wife making stuffings and making dumplings.”
"You make your own dumplings this late at night? We don't have dumpling wrappers at home. Are you really good at adjusting the fillings?"
"It's okay. I'll make a simple one. You don't need to buy dumpling wrappers. Don't you still have flour? I'll make the dough and then wrap it."
"Want to help?"
"I'll do it myself, you go and do your own thing."
"Then why did you call me here? Don't be tired."
"I know! Let's go."
Seeing his wife happily preparing things, Qi Yuncheng stood in the kitchen for a few seconds before going back to the study. Does his wife still understand?
Being able to take the initiative to cook is purely out of interest, otherwise I wouldn’t take the initiative to do it.
I'm really looking forward to seeing what she can make. It shouldn't be too difficult to make dumplings. At most, you need to be careful not to make them too salty when filling them.
But my daughter-in-law is now free from that, so it shouldn’t be a problem.
As for cooking, he could do it, otherwise it would probably be undercooked. She was always afraid of over-frying or over-cooking, so she cooked it in advance. I don’t know what she was thinking.
Maybe it’s due to the experience of being fried several times.
After reading for about twenty minutes in the study, Qi Yuncheng got into the mood. Now he was idle at home, but when he noticed that his wife was still busy in the kitchen at almost eleven o'clock, he immediately walked out.<
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I don’t know yet what it will be like.
But when he quickly walked over and took a look, Qi Yuncheng broke through the defense on the spot.
I saw my daughter-in-law bending down slightly and busy with her hands covered in flour, as if she had just finished mixing the stuffing and started kneading the dough. After kneading the dough to a certain level, she made a super large irregular white dough pancake directly on the cutting board. And it’s not thin, it’s a bit thick.
"No, wife? What do you want to do? Make a leek box? The leek box is not that big. Make pizza? Do you know this new ability? Don't you want to make dumplings?"
"I just want to make dumplings!"
"Then how big do you want to pack?" Qi Yuncheng was puzzled.
"Just wait."
Song Yi seemed to be playing, his fair hands kept touching his face.
And just when Qi Yuncheng thought she was going to make the big round dough into smaller ones, it turned out that his wife's thinking was something he couldn't understand.
He actually used a knife to cut the round noodle into rectangular noodles that were five to six centimeters wide and about twenty centimeters long. After cutting, he did know to dip some flour into them.
After dipping, I started to pick up the spoon next to me and put spoonfuls of stuffing on the noodles, evenly spaced.
After distribution, overlap the upper and lower edges of the noodles like a quilt, and then press them firmly with your thumbs.
With this pressure, the width of the noodles is doubled and the middle is bulging.
Song Yi then used a knife to cut them separately, but at this time she paid attention to the fact that they had to be cut between the fillings.
When she finally cut it open, there were pieces of stuff on the cutting board, and then she picked it up and worked it with her hands, making it look like dumplings.
"Hiss~~"
Qi Yuncheng took a breath of cold air, my wife can do magic? Good guy, how does it work? I obviously didn't miss a second of the process, why can't I understand it?
Just as he was complaining in his heart, there was some movement behind him. Qi Yuncheng saw that it was Zhou Gulan who was washing up and wearing pajamas. He was obviously frightened by the master's wife's actions. He opened his mouth slightly and couldn't say a word.
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"Is this how you make dumplings?" After a long time, the husband finally said.
"Don't you think this saves time? And I can't find the rolling pin. It's troublesome to make the dough with my bare hands."
"No wonder I like you so much."
"Really, have you thought of my advantages?" Song Yi looked at Qi Yuncheng with his hands full of flour.
"Almost." Qi Yuncheng's face was full of doting, "I'll do it. Don't talk about making dumplings. If you change the way you close your mouth, it will be a leek box or a steamed bun."