Before going to bed, Meng Qidi kneaded the dough, glanced at the cold chicken soup, and beat up a thick layer of chicken fat, saving it for tomorrow morning.
Soak the pickled vegetables in chicken soup in a pot over low heat, so you can make some pickled vegetable buns tomorrow.
I have to make some money secretly during these few days, otherwise in a few days, someone will find out that they can make money in the morning and will definitely start selling breakfast.
Of course, she has Yuquan Water, so she is not afraid of others taking away her business.
However, we are still in a period of great chaos. There are many people selling goods, and if you can't control your mouth, you will be arrested. People will directly accuse you of speculation and capitalism, and you will be speechless.
Of course, the chaos was about to end, and the group of people above were caught in the act.
Putting aside her messy thoughts, Meng Qidi went back to her room to rest.
After finishing her meal, Ling Xiao went out to look for Ling Jinming, but she hadn't come back yet. She blew out the light and groped her way to the bed.
When Ling Xiao came back, Meng Qidi was already fast asleep. Perhaps because he was not around, she felt completely relaxed and rolled up in the quilt and went to sleep next to Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao locked the door and went to bed. He sat on the bed, reached out to hug Meng Qidi, and planned to move her inside.
As soon as she picked him up, Meng Qidi opened her eyes, her eyes were a little dazed, her body was suddenly suspended in the air, she subconsciously hooked Ling Xiao's neck, "What's wrong?"
Ling Xiao's body stiffened slightly, and his voice was hoarse, "Move you inside."
Move?
Meng Qidi subconsciously turned her head in the light of the flashlight beside her, and then she woke up. With a slightly red face, she got down from Ling Xiao's hand and returned to her place holding the quilt.
"Well, you know I'm not like this usually. I sleep very well. I guess I'm really tired today."
It's all that man's fault. If he hadn't been making such a fuss, the wild boar wouldn't have rushed over...
"It's okay, I don't mind."
His arms suddenly felt empty, and Ling Xiao rubbed his fingertips lightly to suppress the sense of loss in his heart.
Meng Qidi paused and crawled into the bed uncomfortably. Who said whether he disliked her or not? It was embarrassing whether she slept properly or not.
He took off his coat, lay down beside Meng Qidi, turned off the flashlight, pulled up the quilt, and asked softly, "What time do you get up tomorrow? Jin Yue wanted to go with you, but I rejected you."
"What did you say?" Meng Qidi poked her head out from under the quilt and asked curiously.
In the night, Meng Qidi's eyes were shining brightly. Ling Xiao's heart skipped a beat and he coughed lightly.
"I said my own daughter-in-law will accompany me, you are just getting in the way."
"If you reject her like this, aren't you afraid that she will sue me as soon as you leave?"
If Ling Jinyue holds a grudge, it would be strange if she didn't sue him.
"I accompanied you to town, and she also sued? Doesn't she think it's inconvenient for her to follow?"
Meng Qidi was silent. Are they talking about the same thing?
In order to make buns, Meng Qidi got up at around three o'clock.
As soon as she got up, Ling Xiao followed her out.
Meng Qidi unceremoniously handed the task of kneading the dough to him and turned to prepare the meat filling.
Crush the cooked chicken, add chicken oil, chopped ginger, garlic and salt, mix well, and set aside.
On the other hand, add the pickles that have been soaked in chicken soup overnight, add chopped ginger, garlic and green onion, stir-fry until cooked and serve.
I picked up some and ate it myself. It tasted good, even without Yuquan water.
Glancing at Ling Xiao who was working nearby, Meng Qidi picked up a piece of pickled vegetables with chopsticks and put it to Ling Xiao's mouth.
Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, then looked up at her.
"Want to eat?"
Ling Xiao opened his mouth slightly, and the pickles filled his mouth with fragrance.
"Is it delicious? This is the first time I cook it this way." Meng Qidi put away her chopsticks and turned to look at the kudzu soup that she had made the night before.
Ling Xiao's eyes fell on her and he hummed softly, "Delicious."
"Don't knead the dough stupidly. Don't knead it too hard. I can wrap it as soon as I'm done." Meng Qidi ordered without turning her head.
After she packed the Ge soup and the empty bamboo tubes into the backpack, she moved a chair over and started making dumplings with Ling Xiao.
"Like this?" Ling Xiao imitated Meng Qidi's technique and pinched it gently.
One's dexterity also depends on where it is used. He can make those bamboo products, but he is really not good at delicate work.
Meng Qidi glanced at it, then pulled the corner of her mouth slightly, and leaned a little closer to Ling Xiao, "Watch it, slowly add it up like this, and finally pinch it like this, voila, it's done."
A small and exquisite bun instantly appeared in Meng Qidi's hand.
Ling Xiao watched it carefully for a long time, and felt that he really knew how to do it, so he quickly looked away and figured it out himself...
A minute later, he leaned back in frustration, "No, my brain has learned it but my hands can't."
Meng Qidi took a look at his work and then laughed, "Leave it there, let me do it, you help me light the fire, I finally feel balanced, you also have something you can't do."
Ling Xiao sighed, "I don't know how to do everything. For example, I don't know how to grow vegetables, and I can only cook to keep myself from starving. I'm not as good as you. But mom's cooking is delicious, but it's a pity that her eyesight is not good."
The two of them chatted with each other intermittently. They hadn't made many plans in the first place, and whether they could sell it was another matter.
Meng Qidi had finished wrapping the pickled vegetable buns, and the water in Ling Xiao's pot had just boiled, so she hurried to steam the buns.
"What's the use of this chicken fat?" Ling Xiao glanced at the yellow lumps in the meat filling and asked curiously.
“Have you ever eaten soup dumplings?”
Meng Qidi was wrapping the buns skillfully.
"I've eaten it a few times. We sometimes have it in the cafeteria."
"The gravy in the soup dumplings is actually pork skin jelly. My chicken fat has the same concept. But, when it's cooked, let's try it."
As Meng Qidi spoke, a faint look appeared on her face, making it hard for people to look away. Ling Xiao nodded gently, "Yeah."
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