Young Commander’s Supernatural Sweetheart

I can't find you anymore..." Dongfang Ling kept talking, forgetting the elder brother behind him.

Dongfangze shook his head helplessly, seeing that Mu Qingxin was smiling all the time, patiently listening to her sister's chattering, she felt relieved, this girl is relatively simple, and being with her sister can't hurt her, she really looks like a Baby, no wonder Lingling likes her so much.

Dongfang Ling and Mu Qingxin added their contact information to each other before they stopped.

"Huh? What is that?" Dongfang Ling looked up and saw something strange in the corner of the lounge, which he had never seen before.

Dongfangze was also very curious, he had seen it long ago, and since it was not his own, he didn't ask.

Ou Xuemei poured tea and brought it over, and the fragrant tea smell came out, "Come, drink tea, your tea is very fragrant".

"I've won the prize, it's just my own race." Dongfang Ze took it and put it on the table.

"Hurry up, sit down, it's just today that I'm making dumplings at noon. You can also eat here and taste the craftsmanship of your heart." Ou Xuemei smiled at the invitation, and was amazed at the tea she just received. Now there are few normal plants in the interstellar space. Few, people usually drink processed tea leaves, or boiled water. I didn’t expect that Dongfang’s family could grow tea trees.

"Dumplings? What is that?" Dongfang Ling had never heard of it before and looked at Mu Qingxin with wide eyes.

"It's a kind of food on the ancient blue star. In ancient times, dumplings had a special meaning." Dongfang Ze said thoughtfully, seeing the surprised eyes of the three, and explained, "I just saw one at home. It was introduced in this ancient book that I was able to see Mu Qing with my own eyes today, but I never thought that there are still people in this world who know the food on earth, and I was very happy, "Dumplings do have a special meaning, there is a tradition of eating dumplings at New Year's Eve, but dumplings are eaten everywhere customs are also different. Some places eat dumplings on New Year's Eve, and some places eat dumplings on the first day of the new year. Eating dumplings is a unique way to express people's prayers and wishes as they bid farewell to the old and welcome the new. The homonym of dumplings is "Jiaozi", which is the moment when the new year and the old year meet. Eating dumplings during the Spring Festival means good luck. In addition, dumplings are shaped like ingots, and making dumplings means wrapping good luck. "

After listening to Mu Qingxin's words, the three of them fell into deep thought. They didn't expect that a small meal would have so much attention. Mu Qingxin turned around and continued to make dumpling wrappers, "You guys will try this famous dumpling today, and I promise that you will be happy from now on. Love it!"

"I didn't expect that Sister Xinxin would actually cook ancient food." Dongfang Ze looked at Mu Qingxin with inquiring eyes.

Mu Qingxin didn't care about the exploration in Dongfangze's words, and shrugged, "It's just that I read too many books and wanted to try it, so I just studied it."

"Oh? I don't know what book Xinxin sister is reading. Let my brother take a look at it." Dongfang Ze thinks that there are not as many books in the entire interstellar space as the Dongfang family, but he has never seen any book introduced. The practice of ancient food, even if there is, the previous ingredients have disappeared, how can it be made.

"Haha, I also forgot where I saw it, anyway, after I regained my senses, I have these things in my mind." You can't really check the books I read when I was a fool.

"..." Dongfang Ze was speechless.

Dongfang Ling saw that his brother was blocked for the first time and couldn't speak, so he secretly covered his mouth and smiled, of course, he had to worry about his brother's face, and hurriedly said, "Xinxin, you are amazing, is there anything I can help you? Say it anyway."

"Of course there is. After the dumpling skins are ready, you can also make the dumplings."

"Okay, okay." Dongfang Ling was very happy when he heard that he could make dumplings too, watching Xinxin's actions from the side, the more he looked at it, the more magical it became.

"Wow, that's amazing..."

I saw Mu Qingxin divide a large ball of dough into small doughs. When the rolling pin turned, a round dumpling skin was formed, and the speed was very fast. The three onlookers were stunned. Full of dumpling wrappers.

Chapter 35 Dumplings (2)

"Come on, wash your hands and come over to make dumplings." Mu Qingxin brought a pot of dumpling stuffing over. Fortunately, two free laborers came, otherwise, when would such a large pot of dumpling stuffing be wrapped.

"Okay, let's make dumplings." Dongfang Ling was so happy to wash her hands, and Ou Xuemei was also excited. She had never done anything to help, it was the first time.

In an instant, only Dongfang Ze was left standing there awkwardly. Could it be that he also wanted to pack? Dongfang Ze thought uncertainly.

"Brother Dongfang, aren't you going to wash your hands? Go wash your hands quickly, we can eat it right after we wrap it up." Mu Qing said with a smile, her eyes flashing sly, the implication is: You don't wrap don't have to eat!

"Brother, go wash your hands quickly, let's make dumplings together." Dongfang Ling is a powerful brother.

Of course, Dongfangze could hear what Mu Qingxin meant. He also wanted to taste the dumplings recorded in the book, so he had to obediently wash his hands and make dumplings. Fortunately, the shadows were not allowed to come, otherwise the face of his master would be lost in the future.

"Look at my technique. First, take a dumpling wrapper and put it in your left hand, then sink a spoonful...pinch it tightly, and you're done." Mu Qingxin demonstrated it to everyone.

"Baby, look at what mom made." Ou Xuemei excitedly showed her dumplings to her daughter.

"Uh... this is it?" Mu Qingxin took a closer look.

"Auntie, you look like a piece of cake," Dongfang Ling said quickly.

"..." Ou Xuemei stared stiffly at the "Baba" in her hand and was hit hard.

Seeing her mother's distressed appearance, Mu Qingxin comforted her, "No, no, it's the first time to pack, it's already great, at least

The edges are all pinched, so that the pot will not rot, which is great, mom. "

At this time, Dongfang Ling also reacted, and said, "Yes, yes, the aunt's wrapping is very good, but my brother is clumsy, and the dumpling skin was crushed by him and still hasn't been wrapped."

Dongfangze, who was fighting against the dumpling skins, was instantly struck by his own sister, and received the disgusting gazes of the three of them. Dongfangze calmly put down the dumpling skins that had become dough again, and smiled, "It seems that making dumplings is a job. I really can't make it, so let's not waste the dumpling skins, you can make them." After speaking, he went to wash his hands, then sat on the sofa and took a cup of tea to drink.

Mu Qingxin looked at the leisurely Dongfang Ze, and then looked at the unsightly dumpling skins, and decisively gave up and let Dongfang Ze continue to make dumplings.

"Xinxin, do you think my bag looks good?" Dongfang Ling picked up her bag and showed it to Mu Qingxin excitedly.

"Well, it looks good." This is the No. 2 "Baba".

"Baby, how did your mother pack this time?"

"Great." This is "Baba" No. 3.

Looking at the "dumplings" who couldn't bear to look directly, Mu Qing felt a little sorry for the dumplings.

For a while, the room was filled with surprise sounds from Dongfang Ling and Ou Xuemei. Their wrapping became more and more like "dumplings", while Dongfang Ze was quietly reading a book.

After less than ten minutes of wrapping, the interest of the two slowly faded. Mu Qingxin saw that there were still more than half of the dumpling filling and dumpling skin, thought for a while, and smiled, "I will sing you a song about making dumplings. Well, it's funny."

"Okay, okay," Dongfang Ling shouted in support, Ou Xuemei also raised her spirits, while Dongfang Ze on the side did not move, but her ears perked up.

"Fried radishes, fried radishes, cut and cut

Sprinkle a little oil, a little salt, and a little dip

making dumplings, making dumplings, rolling skin

Roll out the dough and pack the dumplings

make dumplings make dumplings

Put the lid on the pot and cook the dumplings

boiled dumplings