Chapter 351 Sister Song is so lucky
After Chen Jingmo finished preparing all the ingredients, Song Zhiwei had just finished cutting ten kilograms of coriander.
Chen Jingmo divided the coriander into three equal parts according to the ratio, added it to the three fillings respectively, and added seasonings such as oil, salt and five-spice powder to each.
After mixing the filling, Shen Jingmo began to knead the dough, roll it into strips, pinch it into pieces, and roll out the dough with skillful movements in one go.
[The actor's movements are so skillful that it doesn't seem like this is his first time.]
[It's definitely not the first time. I remember in a behind-the-scenes interview with a previous movie, the actor publicly said that after a few years abroad and not being used to the food, he learned to cook for himself, and then after returning to China and working on the set, he thoroughly honed his skills.]
[I envy Sister Song so much. Why don't I have the same blessing as Sister Song?]
After Shen Jingmo rolled out several doughs, Song Zhiyuan just finished.
Duoduo followed Song Zhiyuan like a little puppy, washed his hands, walked to the long table, and sat down on the high stool.
Song Zhiyuan naturally picked up a piece of rolled dough and looked at Song Zhiwei.
Song Zhiwei shrugged, "Sister, don't look at me, I don't know how to make dumplings."
What kind of team did the movie star lead? Not even one of the three of them could make dumplings.
Song Zhiyuan had no choice but to look at Shen Jingmo for help, "Jingmo, how do I make these dumplings?"
Shen Jingmo put down the rolling pin in his hand, walked to Song Zhiyuan, and picked up another piece of dough.
Duoduo and Song Zhiwei followed closely.
"First, place the dough on the palm of your hand, then add the appropriate amount of filling. Don't put too much filling, otherwise it will not be able to wrap around your mouth after a while, and don't put too little filling, otherwise it will not taste good."
Shen Jingmo explained as he worked, his eyes occasionally falling on Song Zhiyuan's hand movements.
"Then fold the dumpling wrapper in half and pinch the folded opening." Shen Jingmo wrapped a dumpling with skillful movements.
Although Song Zhiyuan didn't know how to do it, he had a very strong learning ability. Shen Jingmo only taught him once, and Song Zhiyuan learned it quickly.
"My Mr. Movie King, what I'm saying is that you can't just teach Sister Song."
[Is the actor only teaching Sister Song? The actor's eyes are glued directly to Sister Song, and he can't pull them away.]
[What do you single people know? This is called having only the one person you love in your eyes and heart.]
On the other hand, the duo next door had been learning well at first, but when they folded the dough in half and started pinching the opening, the filling came out and the soup stuck to the seal, mixed with the flour and became sticky, getting soup all over their fingers.
Song Zhiwei looked at how successful Chen Jingmo's plan was, and then saw that he and Duoduo had failed.
Song Zhiwei silently reached out and took two more dumpling wrappers, and wrapped the new dumpling wrappers around the dumpling wrappers that had leaked soup.
[Are Dingliu and Duoduo sure they can cook dumplings properly when they make them this way? ]
[I suggest the actor take a look at the two guys next to him.]
If those two keep going, it's not just making dumplings, it's wasting food.
Song Zhiyuan followed Shen Jingmo's instructions and wrapped another one before handing it to Shen Jingmo, "Jingmo, is this okay?"
Shen Jingmo couldn't help but praise, "Yes, Yuanyuan learns really fast."
[The actor only cared about Yuanyuan, not caring about the lives of the two people beside him.]
After Chen Jingmo taught Song Zhiyuan, his eyes swept over the two people beside him.
Unexpectedly, the overlapping dumpling skins of the two people were crushed again.
"You put too much stuffing in." Shen Jingmo picked up a dumpling wrapper and demonstrated to the two of them, "The stuffing should be placed in the middle of the dumpling wrapper, only one-third of the wrapper is enough."
“After putting the filling in, just fold the two sides in half and pinch them tightly to prevent the filling from leaking out.”
Chen Jingmo came forward, watched the two people's movements, and even helped Duoduo pinch the lips himself.
Song Zhiwei folded the dumpling wrapper in half and pinched it, then stretched it out to both sides and pinched it. "It's not that difficult, I've already learned it."
The program crew specially borrowed a curtain to hold the dumplings from the nearby villagers.
Song Zhiwei placed the wrapped dumplings on the lid curtain, and as soon as he put it down, the dumplings fell straight down like corpses.
[I don't know who was making dumplings just now.]
[The top streamers are now just being stubborn.]
The dumplings that the top stars make now are like dead mice in my dad's mouth. They can only lie there and can't even stand up.
[Sister Song's learning ability is incredible. The top star's first time making dumplings was more like my first time learning to make dumplings.]
The space where Song Zhiwei puts the dumplings takes up a lot of space. He can only fit a few dumplings lying down, and the entire curtain is filled up.
Song Zhiyuan carefully observed Shen Jingmo demonstrating his dumpling-making skills to everyone.
Song Zhiyuan immediately picked up the dumplings that Song Zhiwei had placed on the lid curtain, and gently pushed them in the middle with his finger. The dumplings immediately formed a crescent shape, and then he put them back on the lid curtain. Sure enough, the dumplings stood still.
After seeing this, Song Zhiwei was surprised and delighted, "The dumplings I made actually stood up. How did you do that, sister?"
Song Zhiyuan taught Song Zhiwei the method he had just learned.
They were live-streaming the process of making dumplings, while on the other side the first batch of packaged coriander had already been labeled and loaded onto trucks for logistics.
As more and more villagers brought coriander, the small square was already filled with coriander.
After packing for several hours, everyone's packing speed slowed down.
Seeing this, Song Zhiyuan asked Xiao Zhang to buy afternoon tea and lunch boxes for everyone.
It took two hours for them to finish wrapping dumplings with three kinds of fillings.
Song Zhiwei went to boil water, and Chen Jingmo was responsible for cleaning up their fight.
Song Zhiyuan was not idle, and washed out the dumpling-making board.
After Song Zhiyuan finished packing, she noticed a burning gaze staring at her, which made her feel guilty. "Is there something on my face?"
Hearing this, Shen Jingmo nodded in confirmation, "It must be that when I was making dumplings just now, I accidentally rubbed flour on my face."
Flour was stained on Song Zhiyuan's left cheek, as if a thick layer of powder had been applied.
[Even if it's covered in flour, it doesn't affect Sister Song's beauty at all.]
[What did you say, Mr. Movie Star? Just help Sister Song wipe it off.]
Shen Jingmo took out a wet tissue and handed it to Song Zhiyuan, then pointed in the direction of his left cheek.
Song Zhiyuan took the wet tissue and rubbed it twice in the direction pointed by Shen Jingmo.
Some of the flour was rubbed off, but there were still large pieces of flour on the face that could not be wiped off.
Shen Jingmo, who had been staring at Song Zhiyuan's small movements, suddenly stepped forward, took the wet tissue from Song Zhiyuan's hand, and gently wiped off the flour on Song Zhiyuan's face.
[Ahhhhh, is this something we can see in the livestream without paying? This is so sweet.]
This doesn't even feel like a romantic relationship; it feels more like married life.
"I'm going to move the Civil Affairs Bureau here right now. You two have to get married right here today. Otherwise, you'll be wasting your time feeding us all this dog food."
[I love this dog food, please give me more.]
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