Jiang Yu knocked on the Wei family's door.
The one who came out to open the door was Shen Wanrong, and Wei Zhiguo came out with her, holding a flashlight in his hand.
Shen Wanrong: “Why are you here?”
Jiang Yu nodded towards Wei Zhiguo, and said to Shen Wanrong embarrassedly: “Grandma Shen, do you have any flour left at home? I’m out of flour at home, and I want to borrow some from you.”
Shen Wanrong was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Wei Zhiguo: "You should ask Zhuzhu's grandfather about this. I don't know if he still has it."
Wei Zhiguo: "Also, how much do you need?"
"I need five pounds. If you don't have that much, three pounds will be fine too."
Wei Zhiguo nodded: "Yes, I'll go in and get it for you."
After Wei Zhiguo left, Shen Wanrong asked, “It’s so late, what do you want so much flour for?”
Jiang Yu: "I have a friend who has to take a train overnight, and I want to make some chive dumplings and radish balls for him to take on the train."
Chen Wanrong couldn't help swallowing her saliva: "It's amazing that you are such a good cook at such a young age. Zhuzhu's grandfather has been cooking for a lifetime, but it's not as delicious as yours. Zhuzhu ate the double skin milk you made today and has been thinking about it all the time."
Jiang Yu smiled and said, “If Grandma Shen likes it, I’ll send some over after I make it.”
Shen Wanrong waved her hand quickly: “No, no, we don’t eat at night, and it’s too late when you’re done. It’s not safe, so don’t come out again.”
Jiang Yu was also worried that it would be too late, so she didn't insist.
After Wei Zhiguo took out the flour, she thanked him and went home.
She had just turned around and taken two steps when she saw a tall figure walking towards her.
She looked over in the dim light and saw that it was Wen Yanqing.
"Why did you come out?"
Wen Yanqing walked towards her quickly, took the bowl of flour from her hand and said, "It's getting dark, I'll come pick you up."
Jiang Yu's heart warmed slightly, and she tilted her head to look at him: "Comrade Wen, thank you!"
Wen Yanqing's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and then began beating rapidly.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
He suspected that if he continued jumping like this, Jiang Yu beside him would be able to hear his heartbeat.
After returning home, Jiang Yu rushed into the kitchen.
Wen Yanqing followed and asked, "What can I do for you?"
Jiang Yu took a look and handed him the leeks and white radish: "Please help me wash and chop the leeks, and peel and cut the white radish into shreds."
After saying that, he asked again, "You should be able to cook, right?"
Wen Yanqing looked at me with a look of “don’t worry” and nodded: “Well, it’s just that my cooking is not as delicious as yours.”
Jiang Yu smiled and said, "Don't be discouraged. There are not many people who can cook better than me these days."
If someone else said this, Wen Yanqing would definitely think that the other person was too exaggerated, but since she was the one saying it, he thought it was natural.
That’s true, but he felt that there were few people in this world who could cook better than her.
Jiang Yu poured the flour into another bowl, added hot water and kneaded it into dough, then covered it with a cloth to let it rest.
Then she took out two eggs, beat them, added oil to a hot pan and fried them into broken egg cubes, then took out a handful of peanuts and fried them in the pan.
Wen Yanqing's movements in cutting vegetables were not very fast, and could even be said to be a little clumsy, but fortunately she was not at a loss.
Jiang Yu took the opportunity to look at him while frying peanuts.
His fingers were long and white, with distinct knuckles. He was one of those people with beautiful fingers. The heavy silver kitchen knife suddenly became tall and majestic when he held it in his hand.
Noticing Jiang Yu's gaze, Wen Yanqing tilted the knife in his hand, and the sharp blade passed through his fingers.
Jiang Yu was startled and ran over to grab his hand to check: "Where did you cut it?"
She leaned over, bringing with her a refreshing fragrance.
Wen Yanqing held her breath and felt her heartbeat begin to lose rhythm again.
Her face was so small, not even as big as his palm. Her fair face was slightly tilted up, and her lips glowed with a plump and attractive light under the light.
Wen Yanqing's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and she felt an electric current flowing rapidly through her body from the hand she was holding.
Jiang Yu checked and saw a small cut on his index finger, but fortunately there was no bleeding.
She scooped up some clean water for him to rinse his hands: "Forget it, let me do it. Your hands are for the experiment."
Wen Yanqing looked at the hand she had released, feeling a little disappointed: "Sorry, I didn't do it well."
Jiang Yu picked up the peanuts and said, "You've done a great job. Many men have never been in the kitchen in their entire lives. But Grandpa Wei next door is different from other men. He's the one who cooks for his family."
A man who can cook = an extraordinary man.
Wen Yanqing's eyelashes trembled.
Oh, he understood.
Jiang Yu skillfully cut the two white radishes into thin strips, then added an appropriate amount of salt and drained out excess water.
Then mash the shredded radish, add flour and a certain proportion of glutinous rice flour and mix evenly. After mixing, pinch the shredded radish into balls and then fry them in a pan.
Soon, the radish balls were fried.
The golden radish balls put together look like golden balls, which look beautiful and appetizing.
The radish balls are ready and the dough is ready.
She added the chopped chives that Wen Yanqing had added to the minced eggs, and stirred them together with salt and oil.
Cut the dough into small pieces, flatten and roll them into round shapes, put the chive and egg filling in, fold them in half and press the edges tightly, then put them in a pan and fry until both sides are golden brown.
She made two large plates of radish balls and fifteen chive dumplings in total.
Before, Jiang Yu was making pickled cabbage, and Jiang Yunfan could still hold back, but now that he smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen, he could no longer sit still.
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