Jiang Ning went home to cut leeks, picked scallions, and pulled celery, and soaked black fungus and mushrooms, planning to make pork and leek stuffing, pork, mushroom, and celery stuffing, and black fungus, scallion, and egg stuffing.

Ten pounds of flour is a lot, and it feels like it will take most of the day to finish.

Huo Yishen was washing vegetables nearby, and Jiang Ning was mixing the stuffing with a manual meat blender he took out from the space.

After the dough was kneaded, he taught him how to roll out the dough.

There is no doubt that Huo Yishen is a good worker, but he has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder and always feels that the dumpling skin he rolled out is not round enough.

He got a round copper sheet from somewhere and cut the dough into circles.

Jiang Ning, "..." So particular!

After mixing the fillings, they started making dumplings. Doudou ran over excitedly, "Sister, I want to make dumplings too."

Children love to play, Jiang Ning did not refuse, and taught Doudou step by step.

At the beginning, Doudou's dumplings were ugly, either the skin was broken or holes were pierced, Jiang Ning did not deny her, "Doudou is great, the dumplings are getting better and better, cook them for your brother later."

Huo Yishen, "..."

Kele was anxious beside him, "Woof."

Little Douding's dumplings were really ugly, and it must be better than hers, but it's a pity that it has no hands.

Practice makes perfect, Doudou is not a plaything.

Her brother said that only by working can you eat, and she is here to help.

Slowly, she mastered some skills and finally wrapped the whole dumpling. "This is for my sister."

Huo Yishen asked, "Why not for my brother?"

"My sister taught me how to make it. The second one will be for my brother, then for Coke, and finally for me." With

two people making dumplings, the speed is still quite fast.

It was already past dinner time. Jiang Ning steamed the badly wrapped dumplings in the pot and boiled two large plates in boiling water. "Let's eat the dumplings first and make the rest in the afternoon."

The boiled dumplings came out of the pot quickly, and vinegar and soy sauce were used as seasonings. The three people and one dog started to eat.

The dough was well mixed, chewy, and the fillings were extremely fresh. When you bite it, you can feel the hot juice.

Doudou stuck out her tongue because of the burning sensation, "Brother, sister, the dumplings are so delicious."

Seeing her satisfied look, Huo Yishen smiled knowingly, "I'll make them for you often in the future."

"Thank you, brother, thank you, sister."

Gouzi ate very quickly, finishing half of the bowl in no time, and then pushed the bowl over: Shit shoveler, I want more!

Jiang Ning found that Gouzi was getting better and better at eating.

If there weren't enough supplies, it would have eaten up everything long ago.

Huo Yishen seemed to like it too, and ate a big bowl of it with vinegar and soy sauce.

He also ate the steamed dumplings, mixed with some Lao Gan Ma for a savory aroma.

Men are really gluttons, which made Jiang Ning wonder if they were eating the same pot of dumplings?

After eating and drinking, they continued to work.

The dough was rolled out quickly, and Huo Yishen helped to make dumplings.

Eh, his skills are worse than Doudou's.

Considering the nail gun, Jiang Ning was extra patient, "No, your fingers should be more flexible, like this."

Huo Yishen, whose fingers could not bend, said, "Like this?"

Uh, he just couldn't do it well even after being taught step by step. Every time he made a dumpling, it was broken.

Jiang Ning was so helpless that he wanted to take off his head and put it on his neck.

He could shoot a bullet from a hundred steps away, but

he couldn't even make a dumpling properly. He was so bad, but he didn't even feel embarrassed.

In the end, even Doudou couldn't stand it anymore and said with great disgust: "Brother, the dumplings you made are so ugly."

After saying that, she was afraid that he would be sad, so she hurriedly said: "Sister, let me teach you."

Huo Yishen squatted down and let Doudou teach him, "Is your brother stupid?"

Doudou kissed him and said softly and cutely: "No, your brother is the best."

Don't say it, under the guidance of the little cotton-padded jacket, Huo Yishen actually learned it.

Jiang Ning, whose confidence was hit, "..."

Well, she was not qualified to be his teacher.

Don't say it, Huo Yishen, who found the feeling, improved quickly, and the dumpling skin decreased at a visible speed.

There was a sound from the corridor, Zheng Weili and others came back.

Didn't find Jiang Ning in 1802, so knocked on the door of 1801.

Seeing the two making dumplings, they immediately became interested and came to help after washing their hands.

Doudou stepped down smoothly and played with Coke in the living room.

One pound of flour was diluted with water to make one and a half pounds of dough, and each pound of dough could make 70 dumplings.

With the help of 1803, 1,000 dumplings were finally made.

Jiang Ning wanted to take 300 dumplings and exchange them for the same amount of flour and meat for Huo Yishen.

1803 also wanted to make dumplings, but Jiang Ning was too tired to help. He lent the manual meat grinder to Zheng Weili and cut a large piece of frozen pork that they had left at her house.

After taking an hour's nap, a voice came over the intercom, "Jiang Ning, do you want to practice today?"

"Yes."

"If you want to practice crossbow, you can come earlier."

Jiang Ning turned over and put on his shoes, "I'll be right over."

His cooking skills were terrible, but he was impeccable in other aspects, and his archery skills were also amazing.

Jiang Ning had participated in the school's archery club, so he had some basics.

Fearing that the dog would cause trouble, he was taken to 1803 for isolation. Doudou chased it, "Coke, wait for me."

Entering 1801, there was a wooden round target on the wall of the living room, and Huo Yishen took out the crossbow.

The appearance was a bit strange, but the lethality was unquestionable. Jiang Ning asked curiously, "Did you make it yourself?"

This was a dangerous device that ordinary people could not buy.

Huo Yishen said briefly, "I changed it."

The person concerned didn't want to say more, and Jiang Ning would be annoying if she tried to get to the bottom of it.

Huo Yishen took out the bamboo arrows and explained to her the structure, aiming and firing of the crossbow.

Jiang Ning had the basics and understood it immediately.

The distance in the living room was not enough, so Huo Yishen took her to the corridor at the door of his room. After pulling away from the shooting range and loading the bamboo arrows, he stood behind Jiang Ning and said, "Hold the bow with your right hand and aim..."

There was a height difference between the two of them, so he bent down and moved forward, keeping his line of sight parallel to Jiang Ning.

In this way, the two of them were very close.

Especially when he aimed at the line, his warm breath sprayed on Jiang Ning's white neck.

Her body was numb and instantly stiff.

Her heart was pounding, and she could smell the very faint scent of soap emanating from him.

Ah, this... is it too close?

Jiang Ning was very uncomfortable with this and subconsciously wanted to move away.

Huo Yishen noticed her stiffness, "Focus."

Jiang Ning came back to her senses, threw away the chaotic thoughts in her head, and concentrated on aiming.

The warm hand gently supported her arm holding the crossbow, "Slightly upward."

Aim and pull the trigger.

"Swoosh", the bamboo arrow shot out and stuck steadily on the target.

Seventh ring, a little far from the bull's eye.

"You can hit the seventh ring at the beginning, very good." Huo Yishen did not forget to encourage her, "Much better than Doudou."

Well, thank you very much.

Huo Yishen approached her for several instructions. Seeing that she had mastered the movements from the seventh ring to the eighth and a half rings, she let her practice more to improve her experience.

He sat on the sofa and flipped through his mobile phone, his expression was cold and serious, and I don't know what he was looking at.

At first glance, his profile was almost perfect.

Jiang Ning collected his thoughts and practiced calmly.

He shot more than twenty arrows, one of which hit the bull's eye.

There was nothing to be proud of. After all, the range was too short, and the hit rate would decrease as the distance increased.

She had to catch up with his level quickly, like he did that day on the assault boat, hitting the bull's eye with one arrow.

Half an hour later, Huo Yishen reminded him: "Don't use too much force, just come on time for one hour every day."

The boss spoke, and Jiang Ning put away the crossbow.

His house was not as wide as the space in 1801, and he could not let go of his hands and feet, so he didn't pretend.

Next was the time for sparring, close combat.

Jiang Ning was helping to lay the non-slip mat and accidentally bumped into him when he turned around, "Sorry."

"It's okay." Huo Yishen continued with his work.

Without Coke to take sides, Jiang Ning was really struggling against the unyielding fighting master, and was pressed down hard several times.

After being suppressed continuously, Jiang Ning, who had a strong desire to win, got angry and subconsciously used a trick - picking peaches.