stay taro

Chapter word count: 2305

Jiangyu doesn't pursue pasta and noodles very much, but he is very obsessed with one thing, and that is dumplings.He is so persistent that he doesn't eat dumplings easily, because he thinks that eating dumplings is a very sacred thing, so when he really eats dumplings, it is a very grand "moment". It really is "when you meet a god, you kill a god, when you meet a Buddha, you kill a Buddha."This chapter is related to eating dumplings.

"Little Yu, come to the hot pot tonight." Liang Ding invited.

"No." Jiang Yu refused.

"That's hot pot, it's free." Liang Ding reiterated.

"It's all over, you can eat by yourself." Jiang Yu said indifferently, "I still have something to do, bye."

"..."

Before Liang Ding finished speaking, Jiang Yu had already hung up the phone.

What is ginger taro doing now?

He is currently in the supermarket, buying materials for making dumplings——

"This skin is too thin... this one is too thick..." Jiang Yu was very picky about those dumpling skins, which made the housewife next to him feel tangled.

After finally picking out the dumpling wrappers, Jiang Yu went to the meat section——

"Dumplings, pork is definitely a must. Pork stuffed dumplings are the basic type..." Jiang Yu seemed to be talking to himself, "Which pork do you want..."

After a pause, Jiang Yu seemed to answer by himself—"I want pork belly with seven essences and three fats, um, this one is not bad."

"You can also add leeks or cabbage to the pork stuffing... By the way, there are also shrimp and fish stuffing, as well as celery stuffing..." Jiang Yu stopped, "There are so many stuffings, will the skins not be enough? ..."

In the eyes of outsiders, Jiang Yu has been talking to himself, asking and answering himself-"Then let's go buy some dumpling wrappers..."

It has been an hour since Jiang Yu came out of the supermarket. In addition to the dumpling wrappers and filling materials, the bag he was carrying contained soy sauce, vinegar, sauce, sesame oil, garlic paste, etc. Wait—tonight's dumpling feast, ginger taro is really going to be a big meal.

"Dumplings are really good things. Just a thin layer of skin wraps the ingredients, and the taste becomes more delicate. When you take a bite, your mouth will be filled with soup, full of fresh fragrance... With various seasonings, the taste is amazing. Even more beautiful..." Jiang Yu couldn't help swallowing when he thought of it.

"If you want to eat dumplings, you can tell me before, and it's not impossible to eat them." At this time, a vague shadow appeared against the wall where no one else could see, and it was Xue Yi.

This time, Jiang Yu was going to the supermarket to buy ingredients in person, and Xue Yi followed him to guide him conveniently. Of course, his existence would not be known to others.

"That's different." Jiang Yu shook his head and said solemnly, "You can't eat dumplings casually. Eating dumplings is a very solemn thing. I want to eat dumplings in the best state and at the best time. "

"I didn't expect you to be so obsessed with dumplings." Xue Yi felt that Jiang Yu felt very childish at this time, which matched his appearance very well.

If there is one thing Jiang Yu is willing to do in the kitchen, it is making dumplings.The action of making dumplings with ginger and taro is very skillful, and the dumplings are wrapped in a few strokes. The beautiful and complete ones are placed on a white plate, which looks very good.

"Little taro, you are very skilled at making dumplings." Du Zhou said strangely.

"Of course, it's all done through practice." Jiang Yu put another dumpling away, and said with some pride, "My father taught me how to make dumplings." At home, although I couldn't eat Shrimp dumplings, fish dumplings, even pork dumplings are rare. Even if there are pork dumplings, there must be much more cabbage than pork, and the pork is almost diced—even so, Jiangyu and his Father and son still ate happily. There were about [-] or so dumplings in a big bowl, and they were all cleaned up in one go, and the dumpling soup was completely emptied.

"Your father?" Hua Li said, "Didn't your father tell you that the kitchen is a woman's business, and gentlemen stay away from cooking? Why did he teach you how to make dumplings?"

"The dumplings are different." Jiang Yu replied.

"What's different?" Wen Zhengyue asked with a smile.

"It's different just to be different." Many of Jiang Yu's concepts were instilled by his father. Although he is smart, he mostly obeys his father's words, so the current Jiang Yu is the result of his father's precepts and deeds.

In fact, a few ghosts are really curious about Jiang Yu's father, including the place where he lived since he was a child, and they always feel very mysterious. What's more, although Jiang Yu often mentions his father inside and outside the words, But he didn't look very homesick, like this kind of vacation, and he didn't want to go home—this is the strange thing.But curiosity is curiosity. No ghost would want to find out the answer. Sometimes, it is better not to know something.

In this house, apart from Soy Sauce Boy, who has only claws and no hands, all seven ghosts help make dumplings. The wrapped dumplings are divided into two types, those that are beautifully wrapped and those that fail—those that are well wrapped. The beautiful ones belong to ginger taro, and ginger taro has to be selected for its good-looking dumplings.

About [-] dumpling wrappers are wrapped with fillings, and they are perfectly finished. The next step is to put them into the pot-the one who is responsible for boiling the water is the soy sauce boy, which is actually just looking at the water.After the water boiled, Jiang Yu put the dumplings into the boiling water, and the white and fat dumplings opened in the water, full of joy.

The other ghosts went to rest, and Jiang Yu was watching the fire - he would not leave the pot until the dumplings were cooked.

When the first pot of dumplings was cooked, Jiangyu couldn't wait to scoop up the dumplings, and then put the raw dumplings down—there were about 20 cooked dumplings, floating up and down in the soup with green onions, like small The pillow is average, very cute, the thin skin is crystal clear, and you can see the pink or white stuffing inside.

"It smells so good..." Jiang Yu put ten dumplings in the bowl in front of Soy Sauce Boy, and did not forget to pour sesame oil and soy sauce on the small plate next to it. This is the way Soy Sauce Boy likes to eat.

Jiang Yu was holding his own bowl of dumplings, picked up the most transparent dumpling with chopsticks, and was about to deliver it to his mouth, when he heard the doorbell downstairs——

Jiang Yu frowned, feeling ominous—he swallowed the dumpling, turned his head and said to the ghosts nestled on the sofa, "Who are you, go downstairs and open the door."

All the ghosts pushed me and pushed you. Finally, Xue Qing, the youngest, went down and opened the door.

Jiang Yu ate the dumplings and muttered, "Who the hell is this time..."