The group favorite Xiao Gongju was spoiled by five tyrant fathers

Chapter 90 Stirring the Batter
When the three came to the kitchen, Nanny Xiang had already started preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Mu Chao's rule is to eat New Year's Eve dinner early on New Year's Eve, and then start to watch the New Year's Eve, and eat dumplings on the way.

Because there are more people celebrating the New Year together this time, Madam Xiang made arrangements for the guards who can make dumplings to help them wrap the dumplings yesterday.

Now these white and fat dumplings are put into baskets and placed under the temporary shed outside the kitchen.

Seeing these dumplings, Mu Ruohuan remembered the conversation with Susu just now.

"Susu, it's just a dumpling with stuffing inside, it's white and fat~"

She doesn't like pasta, so she seldom eats dumplings. Every time she sees dumplings, she has no interest.

But today she is particularly interested in these dumplings and wants to see how the dumplings are made.

"Does Your Royal Highness want to make dumplings too?"

When Mo Beicha saw Mu Ruohuan's shining eyes, he knew that she must be interested in these dumplings.

He himself doesn't have much interest in dumplings, they don't eat dumplings in the Western Regions, and he has only seen dumplings since he came to Muchao.

After eating it a few times, he felt that although the dumplings were rich in fillings, it was better to eat them directly with stir-fried vegetables.

"Huanhuan doesn't want to make dumplings. Huanhuan already has Jidao bird dumplings and fat four birds~"

Now that she already knew the difference between dumplings and paste, and she didn't like to eat dumplings, it would be a waste to make dumplings.

So Mu Ruohuan waved her hand, turned around and walked into the kitchen, rather than making dumplings, she would rather make the paste by herself to paste the Spring Festival couplets.

Seeing Mu Ruohuan and Mo Beisha come in, Madam Xiang was a little surprised.

"Why are Her Royal Highness the Princess and Mr. Mo here?"

She is busy at the moment, if Mu Ruohuan needs something, she may not be able to spare it.

"Huanhuan is coming to make a blessing, and I'm going to post Spring Festival couplets with my big brother~"

Hearing that she was here to make paste, not for any other needs, Mammy Xiang felt relieved.

"So that's how it is. I really don't have time to take care of you today, so I'll have to trouble you for posting Spring Festival couplets."

Nanny Xiang started to get busy early in the morning, and almost forgot to put up Spring Festival couplets.

Fortunately, both Mu Jinshuo and Mo Beisha are by Mu Ruohuan's side, and they will watch over what Mu Ruohuan wants to do, so nothing will go wrong.

"Rice has something to do with it, Madam Xiang, you are busy, Huanhuan send some money~"

Mu Ruohuan stepped forward, ready to find flour to show off.

But she looked left and right, but she didn't see any flour. There were fresh vegetables and meat everywhere on the table.

"Mother Xiang, where do you put the flour?"

Seeing Mu Ruohuan's eyes looking around, Mo Beisha knew that she was probably looking for flour, so he took the initiative to ask.

"Oh, I forgot, I put the flour in the cabinet after making the dumplings yesterday."

Only then did Xiang Xiang remember that she had finished making dumplings yesterday and put the flour in the cabinet in the corner, she quickly pointed to the cabinet and said.

Susu has been working with Nanny Xiang in the kitchen, and is very familiar with the placement of these things.

Hearing Madam Xiang's words, she walked straight to the cabinet, opened the cabinet door and took out half a bag of flour.

"Stay here and help Nanny Xiang prepare for the big wedding. Your Highness the Princess can leave it to me."

Mo Beicha naturally reached out to take the flour in Susu's hand, and then said with a smile.

Susu hesitated for a moment, she was also a little embarrassed to see Nanny Xiang being so busy, after all, it was really free to be with Mu Ruohuan.

But following Mu Ruohuan is her job, and she can't leave casually.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of Her Royal Highness."

Mo Beicha saw through Susu's mind at a glance, and spoke.

Susu thought for a while, and felt that it shouldn't be a big deal for Mu Ruohuan and Mo Beicha to be together, so she nodded and agreed to Mo Beicha's suggestion.

So Mo Beisha took Mu Ruohuan to the door, only then did Mu Ruohuan see that there was a small coal stove in the dumpling shed.

Mo Beisha walked to the side, put down the flour bag, and turned to look for tools.

Mu Ruohuan looked at the small stove curiously. Although she didn't see any fire, she could still feel the warmth.

She moved closer again, trying to see what was inside the stove.

Just as Mo Beicha came over with a small iron pot, he saw Mu Ruohuan sticking out his head, put the pot down quickly, and strode forward to stop Mu Ruohuan from moving.

"Huanhuan, be careful. Although there is no open flame in this stove, it is still very hot."

Only when no one was around, could Mo Beicha stop using the honorific address for Mu Ruohuan.

Mu Ruohuan was blocked by Mo Beisha, but she wasn't angry either. Firstly, Mo Beisha had already told her that the stove was hot, and secondly, she was very happy to hear Mo Beisha call her Huanhuan again.

"Brother Mo, put some dried shrimps and stuffed duck in the soup, it's so warm and delicious~"

Mu Ruohuan knew that Mo Beisha would not scare her, so she took a step back consciously, looked at Mo Beisha and asked.

"There are coals in it, similar to the charcoal pots you use in your house, but this stove cuts off most of the air, so it doesn't burn as vigorously as the charcoal pots.

A small stove like this is best for heating things up, neither too cold nor too hot.

Although the paste is easy to use, if it is too hot, it will easily turn into pimples, and it will not be able to be used to paste Spring Festival couplets. "

When Mo Beicha saw Mu Ruohuan stop so obediently, he felt relieved. Mu Ruohuan was always so well-behaved and sensible that he didn't want to worry anyone.

He poured the flour into the small pot, added a bowl of water into it and stirred it with chopsticks, while explaining to Mu Ruohuan.

"Brother Mo, Shui Shui has changed color!"

When Mu Ruohuan saw the flour melting in the water, and the water gradually became thick and whitish, Mu Ruohuan suddenly became excited.

She had never helped in the kitchen before, and she was very interested in this new thing, so she moved over immediately, eager to try.

"Brother Mo, Huanhuan also wants to stir up trouble~"

Mo Beisha nodded with a smile, handed the chopsticks to Mu Ruohuan, moved away and told Mu Ruohuan how to melt the flour.

"Start stirring from the middle, not too hard, but gently."

It doesn't matter how hard you use it, but Mo Beicha doesn't want Mu Ruohuan to hurt himself by using too much force.

Mu Ruohuan obeyed Mo Beisha's instructions, and carefully stirred the flour and water together bit by bit, watching the two unrelated things merge into one.

"Huanhuan succeeded in provoking her, so what should I do if she becomes swollen?"

Mu Ruohuan stirred the batter very evenly, and there were almost no lumps of dough, and then asked Mo Beisha with a look of praise.

(End of this chapter)