Lu Shiyan finally waited for the clouds to clear.
After trying several times, I finally made a decent glutinous rice ball.
Gu Qingcheng praised generously: "There has been great progress."
Lu Shiyan curled his lips and said, "It's all because of my wife's good teaching."
Gu Qingcheng's praise gave Lu Shiyan great confidence. He now felt that he was quite talented. He figured it out without having to do many things, and his speed became faster.
One bag after another.
After wrapping about ten, Gu Qingcheng looked at them and thought that it was enough. Although she only wrapped one, she had been thinking about taking some out from the space. There were all kinds of things in the space, including celery dumplings and small dumplings, which were perfect for making sweet soup or porridge.
Rice wine dumplings!
Gu Qingcheng thought about it and realized that it had been a while since he last tried it.
If I want to try the rice dumplings with fermented glutinous rice today, I must first find a way to get rid of Lu Shiyan.
Gu Qingcheng said: "Shi Yan, you have made enough dumplings, right? Please leave the remaining glutinous rice flour to me. I plan to make a few too."
Lu Shiyan originally wanted to take on all the work today.
"It's okay. I'll take care of everything. The more I take care of things, the more confident I feel."
Gu Qingcheng knew that he disagreed.
She said, "Look at you. This is my first time celebrating the New Year at home. I have to let Grandpa and my parents taste my daughter-in-law's cooking skills, right? You've done it all. Where is the space left for me to show off?"
Lu Shiyan thought about it and realized that this was the truth.
"Okay, wife, I'll give it to you."
Lu Shiyan finished wrapping the last glutinous rice dumpling and gave up his seat.
Gu Qingcheng nodded and said, "Yes, yes, go up and help me take down the black sweater I put in the box. It's a bit cold."
It’s a bit cold, but this is a big deal. Lu Shiyan couldn’t delay any longer and walked out of the kitchen in two or three steps.
Gu Qingcheng quickly seized the opportunity to take out two bags of small dumplings from the space, and then sent all the glutinous rice flour in the kitchen into the space.
Pretending that all these small dumplings were made by her.
Thinking that he would have to cook more next time, Gu Qingcheng prepared another sweet soup from the space and would just pour it directly into the pot.
Save time and effort.
Gu Qingcheng stood there calmly, pretending to be serious.
Ten minutes later, Lu Shiyan came hurriedly down, holding a brown sweater in her hand.
He frowned and said, "Wife, I just searched through the boxes and cabinets for a long time, but I couldn't find the black sweater you wanted. But there is a brown one, so I took it down. You can wear it for now."
At this time, Gu Qingcheng was possessed by the spirit of drama again.
"No black ones?"
"Well, maybe I remembered it wrong, so I'll just wear this brown one."
Gu Qingcheng said this on purpose, mainly because the man was too fast and came down in less than two minutes. If she hadn't delayed a little longer, he might have come down before she even took out the dumplings.
Lu Shiyan had no idea what she was thinking, so he walked over and handed her the sweater.
"Wife, put on your clothes quickly."
Gu Qingcheng responded and put on his clothes.
It was only at this moment that Lu Shiyan noticed that his wife had already made many more small dumplings, and a hint of surprise and admiration flashed in his eyes.
"Wife, did you just make all these?"
Gu Qingcheng nodded: "Is it something difficult?"
Lu Shiyan: "Great!"
Gu Qingcheng didn't care: "It's okay, just boil the water next."
She poured more than half of the pot into the pot.
Wait until the water boils, then put the dumplings in.
The all-white dumplings slowly floated up on the water.
Gu Qingcheng then put the sweet soup seasoning that had been poured into the bowl in advance, covered the pot, and simmered it for a few more minutes.
The fragrance drifted everywhere, and Lu Shiyan's nostrils twitched slightly.
"Wife, this tastes sweet and fragrant."
"What did you pour into the pot just now?"
Gu Qingcheng found an excuse to evade the question: "When you went upstairs just now, I prepared some wine in advance. I put some rock sugar in it, so it tastes sweet. Drinking a bowl of wine like this in the middle of winter is the best way to enjoy it."
Lu Shiyan raised his eyebrows.
"So that's how it is."
"Wife, you are so efficient."
"You really finished it all in ten minutes?"
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