Chapter 172 The most perfect dumplings in history

The old man was very cautious, so he wasted a lot of talking.

Huo Yingjie saw that the old janitor did not let go, and continued to persuade: "Master, look at us old and young, we don't look like bad people. Sir, you are a good person at first glance, so I will tell you the truth. Grandma Qi’s son went to school here on the eve of the founding of the People’s Republic of China. After the liberation, there was no news. Later, I heard from fellow villagers that he died. It was a very common thing to die in those years. It’s just that the old man didn’t see his son for the last time. I want to see it in school in my lifetime."

The old man at the gate was really pitiful when he saw the old man and the old lady.

"Hey, which of their sons is gone?" asked the gatekeeper, feeling pity in his heart.

Huo Yingjie said: "They're just a precious son, and now they're here, and they've used all the savings in the family to take a look. It's very pitiful, so let us go in and take a look."

When the old gatekeeper heard this, he felt even more sympathetic to the old couple outside.

"It's quite pitiful, but they are foreigners, but I think your accent should be local. Show me your household registration book." The old janitor said, he can help, but he can't without some guarantee.

Huo Yingjie was stunned, who would bring his household registration book with him when he went out!

"Master, I didn't bring my household registration book, but I'm really a local." Huo Yingjie said, "Master, smoke, smoke, let's walk near the door and not go inside, is that okay?"

As he spoke, he stuffed a whole pack of cigarettes into the old janitor's pocket.

The old janitor had already smoked one of those cigarettes just now, and he became even more greedy.I want to refuse, but I can't bear to take it out.

Seeing that the old man didn't take it out, Huo Yingjie took out a dollar from another pocket, and said, "Master, just treat us as visiting the scenic spot and let's buy tickets, okay?"

The old janitor's salary is only 14 yuan a month, and his daily life is dry, and his eyes are red when he sees the money.Seeing Huo Yingjie, the little girl outside, and the two old men, nothing will happen.

Besides, if these people make trouble, he yells, there are still some people living in the dormitory behind, they can come to help.

Seeing that the old man at the door agreed, Huo Yingjie thanked him repeatedly: "Master, thank you! We will leave after a while."

The old janitor came out and opened the door for them.

With a loud bang, the thick and simple door slowly opened.

What catches the eye is not a thriving campus, and what catches the ear is not the sound of students reading aloud.

There are only messy weeds, cold wind howling, lonely and bleak.

"Okay, you hang around here, I will check when you come out, you can't take the things inside." The old janitor reminded, although he also knew that there were no valuable things here, but he said a few words like this , is a good performance of his serious work.

"Yes, yes, let's take a look. We will never touch a single needle or thread, nor will we touch any grass or tree." The old man Qi said with a smile. Huo Yingjie stayed in the reception room for a long time just now, and he probably gave it to the old man. some benefits.

The old gatekeeper let him go, and Huo Yingjie rode a tricycle, leading He Tiantian along.

Huo Yingjie had been to this school several times before, explaining to them, and He Tiantian followed suit.

But the desolation was everywhere, and after seeing it, the four of them felt uncomfortable.

Grandma Qi saw Noon and said, "Okay, let's go home and have dinner."

"Okay!" He Tiantian agreed.

Old man Qi felt sore, he had been here once before, even in the most chaotic time, when Little Japan occupied Nanshi, there were still students and teachers in this school.But now that it is peaceful, the place that should teach and educate people and cultivate talents for the country is like this?
He is a rough man, he only knows how to fight, he doesn't know why, and he can't figure it out!
Although He Tiantian was sad, she also knew that she would get better in the future, and after a while, she let go of the loss of soul and loneliness just now.

After returning home, He Tiantian cooked four bowls of ginger soup as usual. After drinking, He Tiantian started cooking, and Huo Yingjie washed the vegetables.

At noon today, He Tiantian saw that everyone was in a bad mood, so she decided to cook something delicious and make dumplings.

I bought flour today, kneaded a dough and put it in a basin, covered the dough with a lid, and started chopping cabbage stuffing.

There is pheasant chicken at home, He Tiantian asked Huo Yingjie to scrape off the meat with a knife, soak it in water, wait until the meat is loose, chop it into small particles, put it in a pan and stir-fry it until it becomes fragrant. Take the cabbage Also pour it in and stir-fry it. You don’t need to put oil, just put some salt, and the five-spice powder seasoning will come out immediately.

He Tiantian rolled out the dough, and each round dough turned into pieces of round dough in He Tiantian's hands.

Huo Yingjie moved the bench, stretched out his hand to make dumplings with dough, thick in the middle and thin on the sides.

He Tiantian reached out and patted Huo Yingjie's hand, and said angrily, "You don't know how to make dumplings, why are you using dumpling wrappers?"

Huo Yingjie was dissatisfied, raised his chin slightly, and said, "Why can't I know how to make dumplings? You didn't know how to roll dough or make dumplings before, so why can you know everything now?"

Huo Yingjie almost gave up, Huo Yingjie felt guilty.

"Then I learned it from others in the countryside." He Tiantian said, "You also learned how to make dumplings at work?"

"That's right, of course making dumplings." Huo Yingjie said, "Maybe not everyone knows how to cook, but they definitely know how to make dumplings. If they are not made well, they will be counted and put aside, and whoever makes the dumplings will eat them. In this way If you don’t, no matter how stupid you are, you don’t want to just eat dumpling wrappers and dumpling soup! That’s why everyone knows how to make dumplings.”

Hearing what Huo Yingjie said, He Tiantian reluctantly believed Huo Yingjie's words.

"Then wrap one up and let me see." He Tiantian said, "If it's not good, I'll do it myself."

"Hmph!" Huo Yingjie snorted unwillingly, "Today, I'll let you see what the most perfect dumpling in history is."

"Haha!" He Tiantian laughed loudly, "That's fine, I've seen what you call the most perfect dumpling in history."

Huo Yingjie held the dumpling wrapper in his left hand, and scooped up the filling with a spoon in his right. No more, no less. The filling was just enough to make a dumpling.

The dumpling wrappers were very round, and Huo Yingjie was good at making dumplings.I saw a cute little dumpling coming out of Huo Yingjie's hand, sitting firmly on the panel with a fat belly.

He Tiantian widened her eyes, looked at the cute little dumpling on the table, and asked in surprise, "Brother Yingjie, the dumplings you made are so beautiful."

"It's not only pretty, it's also delicious." Huo Yingjie said proudly, pointing to the dumplings he made, "Do you think this dumpling looks like you?"

When He Tiantian heard this, she became very angry, her cheeks puffed up, and she asked, "How am I like a dumpling?"

Unconsciously looking at his stomach, fortunately, even wearing cotton clothes, he doesn't have such a big belly!
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