Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from a Wolf

"Then you can help chop the meat. There are kitchen knives and cutting boards there." Susie pointed to the pork in the bowl and said.

This is the simplest job. You only need to use a sharp knife to chop the fresh meat into minced meat. However, it is a bit labor-intensive and is usually done by a machine. Unfortunately, the Lion Heart Club does not have a standing meat grinder.

This induction cooker was also brought by Susie from her dormitory. She would occasionally buy some side dishes, and she and Nono would cook them with hot pot ingredients brought from her hometown and chat while eating.

"Okay, leave it to me." Lu Mingfei went to wash his hands in the private bathroom of the office, picked up the kitchen knife, and pressed the meat on the cutting board.

The hand raised and lowered the knife, and a dense chopping sound sounded like an allegro.

Susie nodded, turned around and continued cutting the dough strips. The neat little balls were arranged into two rows, ten in each row.

She picked up the rolling pin and pressed the small dough into a round thin crust. This is a technical job. If the technique is not skillful enough, it can easily lead to asymmetrical dumpling wrappers, which will make the dumplings ugly and must be rolled evenly.

, otherwise the dumplings will break during cooking.

Susie didn't get it right the first time she made it. She had to learn from her mother many times before she could roll out the perfect dough like she does now.

Concentrating on rolling the dough, she quickly prepared eighty dumpling wrappers.

The time came to 11:40, and Susie only had 45 minutes left. She needed to set aside 10 minutes to cook the dumplings, season the meat filling, make the dumplings, pack them into boxes, prepare the dipping water, and send them to Room 201 of the campus hospital.

All this had to be completed before 12:15, and she didn't want any delays.

If she relied on herself, she would definitely not be able to complete these tasks, but today she had help.

Turning his head, the minced meat and leeks were already put into the bowl.

The minced meat and chopped leeks are put together, and it looks like it was pounded out by a machine. It is very delicate and there are no big particles.

Susie was a little surprised, because it usually takes a long time to do this kind of work by hand. After all, the speed of a human swinging a knife cannot be compared with a machine that can turn hundreds or thousands of times a minute.

But considering who was doing the job, she was relieved.

The emotional threshold is not static. When you watch a movie for the first time, of course you will blush and your heart will beat with excitement, but when you watch it more times, you will gradually lose the excitement, and even start to abandon the genre you liked in the past and join the Minotaur.

Queue of soldiers.

Susie is in the process of transition. Nowadays, her mood will not change much no matter what the S-class is doing.

You must know that the person in front of you is a dragon king slayer who only happens once in a thousand years. It is not an exaggeration to call it a once in four thousand years.

"Leave the seasoning to me. You go and turn on the induction cooker and boil water first." Susie found sesame oil, pepper and other seasonings.

Susie's mother has a secret, green onion and ginger juice. Add four green onions cut into 5cm pieces and four slices of ginger in 150ml of cold water. Knead to release the juice. It will be very fragrant when added to the meat filling.

Susie poured one-third of the onion and ginger juice into the meat filling, then poured in sesame oil, sugar and pepper, and used chopsticks to stir in one direction until the meat filling fully absorbed water and became plump and crystal clear.

This process is repeated three times, adding one-third of the onion and ginger juice each time. No starch is added, but it will still be very tender when cooked.

Prepare the meat filling, and then make the dumplings.

The water in the pot was gradually boiling and bubbling. The two of them were sitting on opposite sides of the desk facing each other. They used chopsticks to insert the meat into the middle of the dumpling wrapper. Then they touched the edge of the dumpling wrapper with the tip of the oily chopsticks and pressed the wrapper symmetrically.

Bring them together and make pleats.

Wrap one and cook one.

With tacit cooperation, the dumplings were soon put into the pot one after another. Susie took out the prepared lunch box and used clean chopsticks to pick out the floating dumplings one by one.

Although they are basically the same, the dumplings made by Lu Mingfei are obviously bigger in belly, like those of a middle-aged uncle, while the dumplings made by Su Qian are very well-proportioned, like a graceful girl.

Susie picked 20 dumplings and put them on the first layer of the lunch box. They were all dumplings made by her. After that, she stopped picking and put them on the next layer one by one.

Lu Mingfei took care of the scene, and after Su Qian made some water for dipping, the two of them went out with their lunch boxes.

There was only half of the meat filling left. Lu Mingfei asked Susie if he could give him the meat filling. He wanted to make some more and give some to Professor Manns and Professor Guderian at noon tomorrow.

Susie agreed and said she would give it to him after lunch.

This time, Lu Mingfei could finally walk on the road struttingly, because next to him was the man of the hour, the vice president of the Lion Heart Club and Chu Zihang's rumored girlfriend Su Qian.

No one came to disturb them. Even those who had ideas would leave voluntarily when they met Susie's cold eyes.

"Senior sister, do you usually glare at others like this?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"I wasn't like this before." Susie shook her head, "But I'm not as popular as you, so there won't be so many people chasing me. Usually when I meet junior students, I will chat with them for a while.

"

"Oh, I really don't know what to do." Lu Mingfei sighed.

"Have you forgotten how you glared at me that day?" Susie strode forward, her long hair fluttering, leaving a neat figure on her back, "Show me that look in your eyes that day, and I guarantee that no one will dare to approach you. 10

Within meters.”

...

At 12:13, Lu Mingfei and Su Qian arrived at the ward smoothly.

"Today it's stuffed with leeks and pork." Su Qian sat beside Chu Zihang's hospital bed, opened the lunch box like yesterday, and took out the first layer.

The remaining dumplings are on the second floor, shared by Lu Mingfei and Fingel.

"There is no need to bring me food tomorrow." Chu Zihang took one and put it in the water. "The doctor said that my condition has improved a lot. If there are no problems after a checkup tomorrow morning, I can be discharged from the hospital and go back to the dormitory for recuperation."

"Yeah." Su Qian flipped her hair and silently looked at Chu Zihang's side face, watching him put the dumplings into his mouth.

This man was always like this, never praising her craftsmanship, even if she practiced and debugged it over and over again and tried her best to make the taste the best, it seemed to be the same in Chu Zihang's mouth.

Even if you bring a bucket of noodles back and soak it for him, he will just say expressionlessly: "Sorry to trouble you," and then finish the noodles in silence.

Chu Zihang never promises anything verbally. If you help him, he will definitely repay you and do something for you when needed.

This is his advantage. You don’t have to worry about him forgetting. He understands everything clearly in his heart. But this is also his disadvantage, because he understands it too clearly. You can’t always let him owe you a favor.

I don't know what he is thinking.

After two years of schooling, Su Qian never felt that she really understood Chu Zihang.

A handsome guy with facial paralysis is very cool. He is like a book whose cover has not been opened to you. You don't know what is written in it, and you don't know when he is happy or sad.

But you still think about him, eager to open that book, read it, and see the stories written in it.

Sometimes she wanted to run to the bookstore, empty out her wallet, show her savings to the boss, and ask if they were enough to buy that book.

If the boss says enough, she will buy the book back, open it and read it over and over again for five or ten years, writing her notes on the pages. Then the book will belong to her alone, and no one else can read it.

You can tell her name is written on the cover,

But if the boss said it was not enough, she would pick up the coins that fell on the table little by little, put them back in her wallet, and leave silently, going to the next bookstore to find another book that interested her.

But she just thought about it, because she knew very well that her savings were too little.

She is still saving little by little, waiting for the day when she can happily run to the store and take away her favorite book.

It may take a long, long time, but she is willing to wait. At least now, she feels that she can wait forever.

At this time, there was a loud noise next door.

"Let me guess, this one was made by you, and this one was made by Sister Qian, right?" Fingel picked up a small piece of dumpling, which looked a little like Xiaojiabiyu under his big mouth.

"Now that you can see it, which one do you like to eat?" Lu Mingfei also picked up a large one and put it in his mouth.

He chewed it with his mouth, seeming to enjoy it very much.

"You still need to ask? Your looks are enough to blow you away, okay?" Fingel stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, "Have you ever heard of chewing wine? Young and beautiful witches use enzymes in their saliva to ferment it.

, brewing wine, I heard it’s very delicious.”

"Could it be... that you put it in your mouth, chew it and then spit it out?" Lu Mingfei strategically leaned back and took a breath of cold air, "I didn't say it, but you dare to drink this."

"It depends on the person." Fingel picked up another dumpling, "If it's Sister Qian's chewing wine, I'm willing to give up all my belongings."

"Pervert." Susie looked at Fingel with disgust, as if she were looking at a cockroach crawling out of a garbage dump.

"Agree!" Lu Mingfei voted with a show of hands.

"It's just a joke, sister Qian, don't be angry." Fingel waved his hand, "Besides, how dare I compete with Chu Zihang? If there is such a good thing, I must be the first to give it to him."

"Don't talk nonsense." Su Qianjuan frowned slightly, "Chu Zihang is not as nasty as you."

"Hee hee." Fingel smiled playfully, a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, "Chu Zihang, I think there are no dumplings made by Lu Mingfei in your bowl. Do you want to come and taste his craftsmanship? Your evaluation is fair and just."

, tell me who makes it delicious."

Fingel instructed Lu Mingfei to bring the lunch box over.

Chu Zihang hesitated for a moment, then picked up a fat dumpling and put it in his mouth to chew it carefully.

Lu Mingfei swallowed, "Senior brother, how are you doing?"

Chu Zihang closed his eyes and lowered his head in thought.

Susie pursed her lips and straightened her skirt with her hands.

"Susie tastes better." After a long time, Chu Zihang opened his eyes.

Susie had a big hanging stone in her heart. Last night after the experimental class, she went to the cafeteria to pick fresh meat, looked for leeks in a pile of vegetables, and secretly transported the induction cooker to the office...

All the hard work is worth it.

A bright smile appeared on her face, like a wintersweet in winter. Even if the cold wind was severe, it was still in full bloom, waiting for the young master to come back and walk through the snow, break the branches and smell the fragrance.

...

After lunch, Susie and Lu Mingfei came to the Lion Heart Club again with their lunch boxes.

She made some more dumpling wrappers and wrapped the remaining meat filling together with Lu Mingfei.

A total of 30 were made, and Lu Mingfei took them all away. Susie returned to the scene, took out a piece of pineapple bun from the desk drawer, ate it with a carton of milk, and processed some documents from the Lion Heart Club.

Lu Mingfei returned to his dormitory and sent a message to Caesar.

"Hello, Brother Caesar, I have something to ask you for help. I wonder if you are free in the afternoon. I would like to make an appointment with you to discuss it in detail."

Because he was afraid that someone irrelevant to Caesar would accidentally see the content of the text message, he did not elaborate on it. If the news got out, it would be over, and Ye Sheng's proposal plan would be ruined.

"Okay, I'm free at 4 o'clock. You can come to the student union to find me."

"Okay, I will definitely arrive on time." Lu Mingfei edited the text message and sent it out.

He has watched the 9th episode of "Guangwu Emperor Liu Xiu", and there are still 16 episodes left. He plans to watch two episodes every day, about an hour and a half, and can finish it in 8 days. The rest of the time will be used to study, and he will watch it again every night.

It takes 20 minutes to ask Master Eriyi for advice, perfect!

So he turned on the TV and watched the TV series.

Because we had been chatting in the ward for a long time, it was already 2 o'clock.

He stayed in the dormitory until 3:30, watched two episodes, and then went out to the student union with Ye Sheng.

The two of them walked in the garden with green vines and climbing branches, some fallen leaves falling, crossed the arch bridge, and came to the mountain road.

Amber Hall is some distance from the center of campus, which is why the Student Union and the Lionheart Club are competing for Norton Hall, both preferring a closer commute.

"Didn't Caesar invite you to join the student union?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"When he entered school, I was already the leader of the sailing team and had no time to participate in the student union." Ye Sheng said: "Caesar's reputation is really great, and the Gattuso family is a member of the school board of directors."

"The school director is the boss responsible for giving money, right?"

"That's pretty much it."

"He really looks like a noble man."

"It's not like that, he is." Ye Sheng and Lu Mingfei stopped in front of the Amber Hall, where student union officials were waiting.

"Mr. Lu Mingfei, please come in." A cadre wearing a crimson student union uniform led them into a room on the second floor.

Caesar was sitting on the sofa, holding a newspaper in his hand, his golden hair hanging on his shoulders, reflecting the afternoon sun, like gold. Although he had his legs crossed, he didn't look like a hooligan. Instead, he felt like he was a hooligan.

Like a cynical aristocratic young master.

"Ye Sheng, I know you, the holder of the college's swimming record. I thought it was Lu Mingfei who wanted to find me. It seems that the real owner should be you." Caesar put down the newspaper, picked up the bone china cup and took a sip of black tea.

, "What do you want from me?"

Caesar smiled faintly and asked Ye Sheng, but his ice blue eyes were fixed on Lu Mingfei, but he quickly turned away and looked at Ye Sheng.

"That's it." Ye Sheng began to tell Caesar about his proposal plan.

Lu Mingfei sat quietly on the side without saying a word, but he could feel that Caesar was always looking over him inadvertently.

"Damn it, doesn't he have a girlfriend? Although Nuonuo has a weird temper, she is also a beauty. Why is he always looking at me?" Lu Mingfei had an uneasy premonition in his heart.

After waiting for Ye Sheng to finish speaking, Caesar stood up.

"It's a great plan. I support you and am willing to help you plan the dance. But there is no free lunch in the world. You have to exchange it for something. So, Lu Mingfei, I want you to agree to a request of mine in exchange!"

Caesar's voice was full of energy, like a lion about to attack.

However, Lu Mingfei was thinking of some strange things in his mind.

"It's over! He won't let me use my body to repay the debt!" Lu Mingfei crossed his arms and shrank back.