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Chapter 374 Everyone shows their special skills in making dumplings

 Customs is just surprised that there are still people taking rice out of the country.

But thinking about it, in his career, he has seen people taking their soil abroad, so it doesn’t seem so strange.

Because it was not contraband and there were no problems after passing the inspection, the old lady took the rice from Fuwang Farm as she wished and went abroad to meet her precious granddaughter.

The granddaughter knew that grandma actually brought rice here, and she was helpless and funny, "We have everything here, grandma."

"That's different. You'll know it after you eat it." The old lady looked confident.

The nanny went to the Chinese supermarket to buy some vegetables, cooked some classic Chinese stir-fry dishes for dinner, and cooked a pot of rice with the rice brought by the old lady.

When the rice is almost ready, the steaming heat floats out with the fragrance of the rice.

The windows in the apartment were not closed, which made the neighbors upstairs curious to sniff around and guess what kind of delicious food this smell was?

After all, God testifies that they have never smelled such a fragrant smell in their lives.

That night, my granddaughter finally tasted the different rice from her grandma's mouth. Before she even ate it, she felt something special just from the smell. When she took the first bite, the rice had a soft texture, was fragrant, and tasted amazing.<

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"Is this northern rice?"

In her impression, domestic Wuchang rice is famous, but it seems to be round, not slender like this.

The old lady smiled and said: "It's delicious. It's not rice from the north. It's rice grown on an organic farm in China. It's very popular. You have to grab it if you want to buy it. It's hard for me to grab it."

The granddaughter smiled: "Grandma, tell my dad what you want, and he will definitely find it for you. Let my dad invest in that farm, so you don't have to rob it."

"Your dad wants to invest in other people. His boss is not short of money, so he doesn't pay attention to your dad at all." The old lady said truthfully.

The granddaughter was surprised, "Who else dares to reject my dad?"

"The things grown by the farm owner are all very delicious, but he has a weird temper and won't eat soft or hard food." The old lady sighed, "I've been thinking about eating the ducks raised by the farm owner for a long time, but your dad didn't even think about it.

If you can get me one, your dad’s assistant joked that he would go to that farm and steal one for me, haha..."

The granddaughter was amused by her lovely grandma and asked: "What is the name of the farm?"

"Fuwang Farm."

Granddaughter: "The name sounds interesting, I remember it."

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After the Xu family's autumn rice was all sold out, the team brought by Zhou Zheng and Aunt Zhou packed and shipped it every day, and finally distributed all the autumn rice before the beginning of winter.

Zhou Zheng traveled around the village during this period, collected many environmental samples and sent them to Kyoto for testing, and became very familiar with this small village.

On the day of the Beginning of Winter, you have to eat dumplings.

The newly planted Xuelihong in Houshan some time ago has already grown. Xu Qingzhi moved it out from the space to raise the seedlings. It grows very fast and can grow a few points every time it rains, which is perfect for making dumplings.

Wang Yanmei prepared several kinds of stuffings, including snow-red meat stuffing, cabbage meat stuffing, leek and egg stuffing, and finally, following Tian Li's idea, she got him some coriander and pork stuffing.

Those who could not accept the coriander party, led by Zhou An, took Wang Yanmei's arm and begged her to cook the coriander dumpling last, otherwise the other dumplings would be infected with the coriander flavor.

Wang Yanmei clapped her hand happily, agreed, and let the coriander dumplings cook last.

A dozen or so people gathered together to make dumplings.

Tian Li looks tall and thick, but he is a good hand at rolling out dumpling wrappers. The wrapper is thick in the middle and thin on the edges, making it the best kind for making dumplings.

Dumpling makers show their talents and can make all kinds of weird dumplings.

Xu Qingzhi saw a Yuanbao dumpling that looked cute and asked, "Who made this? I want to learn it too."

"I'll teach you." Yu Zhou brought a dumpling wrapper over and stood next to Xu Qingzhi naturally, "This dumpling wrapping method is actually quite simple."

Huo Fengyan held up a piece of dumpling wrapper: "Teach me too."

Yu Zhou raised his eyes and glanced at him, his tone as clear as usual: "Well, look at my bag. First close it in the same way, then pinch it, and then turn it over again."

He put the wrapped dumplings in the palm of his hand, just like teaching a child: "Look, the dumplings are ready."

It was indeed quite simple. Xu Qingzhi learned it immediately and made a round, ingot-shaped dumpling.

"How's my bag?"

Yu Zhou smiled: "Qingzhi, you did a good job."

Huo Fengyan put the wrapped dumplings in his hand and said, "Teacher Yu, look at what I made?"

Yu Zhou's face turned pale and he commented: "Not bad."

Jiang Xiao came from the side and squeezed in, sandwiched between Xu Qingzhi and Yu Zhou: "Teacher Yu, can you teach me too? I want to learn too."

Yu Zhou nodded, his expression indifferent, it was difficult for people to understand what he was thinking and what kind of emotions he was feeling. His voice was gentle and he responded: "Okay."

He taught Jiang Xiao how to make dumplings, and when he looked up, he saw Qingzhi and Huo Fengyan making dumplings on the other side, talking and laughing, and his eyes dimmed a little.

He made dumplings for a while, washed his hands, went outside to get some fresh air, and sent an encrypted text message.

"When should I communicate with her about organizational matters?"

Zhou Zheng went out to take samples again. Zhou An and Zhou Ran helped him make the dumplings, so it was not a waste of effort. They just waited for the dumplings to be cooked before coming back to eat.

He saw the text message and replied: "The authorities have not yet determined whether she is qualified, and it is not the time yet."

After Yu Zhou read the message, he put his phone back into his pocket and sat under the persimmon tree, with laughter and laughter in the room.

He looked at the blue-black mountain peaks in the distance under the cold light, and took a deep breath of cold air.

Just wait, you’ve been waiting for eight years, you don’t have to wait a few more days.

If Qingzhi could join the organization, he would no longer have to worry about his identity.

"Why are you sitting here alone? Do you think it's too noisy?" Xu Qingzhi brought out a cup of warm tea, handed it to him, and sat on his own recliner on the other side.

She remembered that when he was studying in the past, Yu Zhou didn't like noisy environments. Every time it was too noisy, his brows would always frown slightly, just like now.

Yu Zhou looked at him, took the tea cup, shook his head, and joked: "No, just take a break."

His voice is always gentle, even when he is joking, it feels like running water slowly but not urgently.

"Then my old classmate will sit here with you for a while, don't you think I'm annoying?" Xu Qingzhi said with a smile.

"How could that happen?" Yu Zhou chuckled.

Xu Qingzhi sat next to her, and she really meant it when she said she was sitting with her. She was not as interested in chatting with her old classmates as most people were, so she just drank tea quietly and felt the cooling breeze of the beginning of winter blowing from the treetops.

Passed, and brushed my face, it was like a feather scratching the itch on my face, very comfortable.

"Qingzhi, what do you think of me?" Yu Zhou suddenly said.


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