Chapter 663: I’m so lucky to have a good wife

Hot water was bubbling in the extra-large iron pot, and the white dough that rose and fell with the bubbling water was huge, with the smallest one being the size of a fist.

and……

They are all strange in shape.

It doesn't look like a dumpling with a thin skin and a big belly, but more like someone's steamed buns without any folds, and were randomly rolled into a fist-sized Yuanxiao and thrown directly into the pot.

Rongchang, who had been busy in the kitchen for half a day, still had white powder on his face. He rubbed his hands awkwardly and said, "Young Prince, General, the skins aren't even broken, they're dumplings!"

The soldiers are all rough men. They can make some porridge on weekdays, but when it comes to rolling up their sleeves and kneading dough to start making dumplings, everyone only has the energy to chop the stuffing.

The main thing is that everyone knows that life as a soldier in the camp is not easy. In previous years, even people like Liang Ren who had been highly valued in Kyoto could not even eat a hot dumpling during the New Year when they were stationed outside. Who would have thought that they would have such good fortune?

But it doesn’t matter if you don’t know how to do it, because we are all raised roughly anyway.

If you don’t know how to wrap it, just wrap it randomly.

Anyway, the mouth is closed and the stuffing inside the dough doesn't leak out, so it can be called a dumpling or a big Yuanxiao with meat stuffing.

It all feels the same when you eat it!

Rongchang and others swore solemnly, and Jiang Yubai and the silent Mr. Xue expressed their amazement.

Jiang Yubai sighed that he had seen too little of the world. He took the large coarse porcelain bowl that Lu Xin handed to him with both hands. He tried twice with chopsticks but failed to pick up the ugly, messy spherical dumplings. His shoulders shook up and down, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, this thing is interesting."

"My sister-in-law sent me these wonderful things from far away, and you guys are just ruining them like this?"

This dumpling can kill a person if thrown. If Sang Zhixia saw it, wouldn't he be so angry that he would laugh on the spot?

Rongchang and the others rubbed the back of their heads, feeling embarrassed. Xu Yu couldn't stand it any longer and said to the cook who was holding the rolling pin like a hammer, "Give it to me."

The cook was so stunned that his face turned red: "General, I..."

"You guys make it and eat it yourself. I won't eat it. It could kill people."

This craftsmanship is not as good as Xu Jinxi's!

Xu Yu grabbed the rolling pin and rolled up his sleeves. Jiang Yubai stuffed the porcelain bowl into Mr. Xue's hands and hurried over: "General Huoqi, I don't want to eat what these roughnecks made!"

Mr. Xue followed with the bowl in his hand, suppressing his laughter. A thin, round dumpling wrapper had already taken shape in Xu Yu's hands.

Mr. Xue was surprised and said, "Oh, the General of the Cavalry has such a good skill?"

The young master of the Xu family can actually cook?

In order to make decent dumplings, Jiang Yubai consciously squatted beside the fire and helped add firewood. He suppressed a smile and said, "Sir, you don't know, when I went to the northwest to find him, he could still help butcher pigs, shave hair and scrape fish scales. How much effort does it take to make dumplings?"

Mr. Xue handed the bowl to Liang Ren without hesitation, showing with his actions that he didn't want to eat something as big as his fist either.

Liang Ren looked around while holding the bowl, feeling mixed emotions: "Isn't this good?"

In the past, who would have dared to dream of eating meat wrapped in dough the size of a fist?

How come this doesn't taste good?

The cooks prepare dumplings for the soldiers in the army. They are easy to feed and they are very satisfied when they eat a fist-sized dumpling with their mouths full of oil.

As for those who don’t want to eat fist-sized dumplings, they have to be quick and agile.

When the monk, scholar and others arrived at the place, the first pot of not-so-good-looking dumplings had already been put into the pot.

Xu Yu was busy rolling the dough.

Jiang Yubai excitedly stirred the pot with a large iron spoon.

Mr. Xue, who was near the stove for the first time, held a piece of dough and said to Lu Xin seriously, "This is how the opening should be closed. Don't squeeze it. Use your fingers to pinch it."

"that's all."

Mr. Xue carefully made a dumpling without breaking, and Lu Xin suddenly realized: "So that's how it is."

Scholar: “…”

The monk squinted his eyes and took a look. He took a breath and said to Huo Yi, who was also standing on tiptoe: "See, I told you that Xu Yu had delicious food here!"

Huo Yi was silent for a moment, and said in a complicated tone: "I am so lucky to have a good wife."

Everyone was called a rough man by the world, and everyone was eating bread in the cold wind, but Xu Yu led people to make dumplings!

Steaming hot dumplings!

If they hadn't arrived by chance, these so-called generals would have eaten worse than the soldiers under Xu Yu!

The scholar coughed, looked at Xu Yu who was looking at him coldly from a distance, and immediately smiled innocently.

The scholar whispered, "Don't you see that the young prince and Mr. Xue are helping? If you want to eat well, don't just stand there."

The monk clapped his hands and ran away: "Let's go, let's go help."

The three uninvited people acted as deputies without being called out.

Even though he was standing in the howling cold wind, he was sweating profusely over the soft noodles in his hand. He wished he could just cook the whole pot, or even just have two bowls of bacon noodle soup.

Xu Yu, the only strong man who could conquer the dough and turn it into dough skin, was forced to be fixed on the rolling pin.

Until this group of gluttons who were determined to eat as much as they wanted barely felt that the food was enough, they cooked it in a hurry.

A group of people squatted in the snow, surrounding a still bubbling cauldron. Each of them held a chipped, coarse porcelain bowl and sighed, "What a wonderful life!"

Jiang Yubai stretched out his arms and licked Xu Yu's special jealousy, saying happily: "You have to give my sister-in-law a thank-you gift when you go back. You have eaten a lot of good things from her these days."

"Of course, of course, how could we forget this?"

The monk said without hesitation: "I will prepare a generous gift to express my gratitude when I get home!"

"Me too."

Huo Yi said with a smile: "If it weren't for Madam Xu's thoughtfulness and generosity, I wouldn't have thought that the New Year would be so wonderful."

The scholar and Mr. Xue also found the opportunity to flatter Sang Zhixia. Xu Yu lowered his head and said nothing, but his thoughts slowly drifted away in the increasingly noisy voices.

He had Sang Zhixia thinking of him, so even though he was thousands of miles away from home, he was able to have a hot and delicious meal during the New Year.

But I've been away for more than half a year, and I don't know what the situation is like at home now...

Zhizhi she...

Xu Yu lowered his eyes and said nothing.

The scholar noticed his absent-mindedness, touched Xu Yu's arm and whispered, "I returned to the royal city last month to meet the prince, and I happened to see your daughter and son."

"Is their name Nuonuo and Yuanbao?"

Xu Yu paused, then laughed and said, "Yes."

The scholar said with a smile, "They are very good-looking, just like the golden boy and jade girl under the seat of the goddess Guanyin. They smile whenever they see anyone, and their voices are so crisp and bright when they call "uncle". They are so cheerful that anyone who sees them will be happy."

"I teased him a few times, and little Nuonuo even recited a few lines of the Three Character Classic to him. He was so serious and pleasing to the eye. General Huoqi is so lucky."

Speaking of his two children, Xu Yu's expression was filled with an indescribable tenderness. He smiled softly and said, "They look like mother, very smart."

"More like your wife."

The scholar thought of Sang Zhixia, whom he had specially visited, and chuckled, "It's good to be like mother. It's a blessing to be like mother."

"But speaking of which, I'm afraid you don't know about the happy event at home yet?"

Xu Yu was surprised and asked, "Happy news?"

"Yes, your second brother Xu Minghui and Miss Nan Weiwei of the Nan family have been matched by the prince, and today is the day to propose."

The scholar raised an eyebrow and said, "If we had ended the war earlier, maybe you, as the eldest brother, could have a drink at the wedding when you rush back."

Xu Yu was not very interested in attending wedding banquets.

But the war will end soon...

The scholar saw what he was thinking and said playfully, "By then, you can go home earlier."