Wu Wang looked at Mu Meng helplessly, with a strange feeling, as if he was taking care of a child under ten years old. Wu Wang shook his head for his strange thought, "You, one, two, three, four. , All five go to wash their hands and help!" Wu Wang said to the five people on the sofa, and then saw Mu Meng staying beside him like a child, "You can come and help now." Wu Wang was helpless. Said.
"Okay, okay, come on."
After a while, everyone in the family gradually arrived.
It's rare that everyone gathers in the kitchen. Wu Wang is very happy this time. There are a few more members in the kitchen. Wait, are they here to help? How does it feel more like a mess
In the kitchen at this time, flour was all over the house, and Mu Mengzhan’s skins were thicker than the other. Except for Ouyang Man, Xiao Han and Ling Jiuxue who made good bags, everyone else had either less stuffing or exposed stuffing. Wu Wang looked at it. Reluctantly shook his head, it seems that they are here to make trouble, just now
For nothing, the kitchen is still his own in the end.
"Will you pack it?" Wu Wang said helplessly when he was about to collapse.
"I will eat." Mu Meng once again ignited the limit of Wu Wang's patience. "We don't know how you can teach us?" Mu Meng didn't look right, and immediately changed his strategy. He who knows the current affairs is a brilliant.
"Well, you guys be serious, this is our lunch." Wu Wang suddenly felt that Ruzi could teach.
Ever since, the dumpling-making course officially began. "First of all, it needs to be cut into small pieces. If you can pull it evenly, you can also pull it with your hand." Wu Wang saw that Mu Meng pulled one or two of them, neither exceeding the size of his fingers, and sighed helplessly. Tone, "Are you eating dumpling skins or dumplings?"
"Ah? Isn't it right?" Mu Meng blinked his eyes and looked at Wu Wang. He felt that a red flame appeared on Wu Wang's head. With a new piece, "The nose is a bit itchy." Mu Meng rubbed his nose directly, forgetting that he still had flour on his hands.
"Hahaha..." Ouyang Man and the others leaned forward and closed with laughter, Mu Meng had no idea what caused everyone's laughter. It wasn't until I remembered the flour on my hand and my actions just now that I laughed with everyone, and then moved slowly, and the flour on my hand quickly wiped the face of Zuo Hao, who was nearest to him, and Zuo Hao suddenly turned white Grandpa Beard, everyone in the kitchen kept laughing.
Just when everyone was paying attention to Zuo Hao, Mu Meng didn't know who was smeared with flour, and suddenly became a tabby cat. After a few seconds, everyone frolicked inexplicably. A few minutes later, all the boys became grandpas with white beards, and all the girls became small cats.
"Let's start doing serious things now!" Wu Wang suddenly became serious, and said with a serious expression, "Now I will continue to teach you how to make dumplings." Wu Wang thought for a while and thought that everything was done with the meat, and today he rolled the skin. If you count on a few of them, you don't need to eat it, so let Ouyang Man and Ling Jiuxue come. Wu Wang first wrapped up a dumpling like yuanbao at his own speed and placed it on the chopping board.
"Wow, except for the wrong color, it looks like a gold ingot." Mu Meng said after taking a look.
"Yes, quickly take a photo with your phone, it feels like a work of art." Zuo Hang said quickly.
"Don't worry, you won't be too late to take pictures when you are done." Wu Wang said quickly.
"What are you waiting for to eat the delicious gold ingot? Let's start!" Mu Meng received.
"En, start." The Zuo brothers, Wu Wang and Xiao Han cooperated.
"Put the dumpling wrapper on your hand, try to put it on the tiger’s mouth as much as possible, push it up little by little to see that it has formed." Wu Wang, who just finished making a dumpling, showed everyone his results, but was surprised. I found that everyone except himself was not like Yuanbao at all. Xiao Han made dumplings in his own way, while Zuo Hao and Zuo Hang were completely two extremes. One stuffing was very rare and the other stuffing was very much. Meng, I really don't know what this girl thinks, but she has made a bun