Chapter 39

Thomas went to a Japanese restaurant with his friends and came back screaming that the dumplings were so good that they were heavenly and unlike anything else on earth.

Qu Dani looked at him with contempt, and said, "Doudoune Moncler pas cher, and heavenly delicious!"

Qin Li said, "Dumplings are originally from China, and they are processed and modified in Japan. If you want to eat dumplings, of course, it's authentic Chinese dumplings!"

Thomas' eyes lit up when he heard this, and he asked, "Do you know how to make dumplings?"

Qin Li, "As long as you're Chinese, there's almost no one who doesn't know how to make them."

This is not an exaggeration, almost every family in China will make dumplings from time to time, and according to their customs, the fillings are different.

Thomas blinks and looks at Qin Li expectantly, pulling her hand and pouting, "Then when can you make dumplings once?"

Qin Li was chilled to the bone by his flashing eyes, and drew back her hand, saying, "I'm not making dumplings today."

"Then when will you make dumplings?"

Qin Li, "Depends on the mood."

Thomas asked, "Why can't you wrap it today?"

Qin Li, "To roll out the skin."

Thomas grabbed Schrödinger's cat paw in his arms and scratched Qin Li, "Then roll it!"

Qin Li shook his head.

Thomas glares at her with a resentful face.

Wherever Qin Li went, his gaze followed him, and the resentment was so heavy that even the meow star with a super strong stress resistance couldn't carry it. Schrödinger wailed, struggled to jump off his body, and disappeared.

Unable to bear his resentment, Qin Li had to give in and said, "Alright. We won't make dumplings today, but we can eat small wontons."

"What are small wontons?"

Qin Li was too lazy to explain, so he generalized, "It's similar to dumplings."

Thomas asked again, "Is it also fried?"

Qin Li, "No."

Thomas, "Then what is it?"

Qin Li, "Soup."

Thomas banged his hands on the table and screamed, "No, I want fried dumplings!"

Dani Qu brought her coffee over and slapped him on the head, saying, "Your mouth is spoiled, isn't it? You have to pick and choose what you want to eat."

Thomas shakes his head and shakes off her hand, emphasizing with a serious face, "Japanese fried dumplings are delicious!"

Qu Dani, "Then I'm also responsible for telling you that Chinese small wontons are even better, especially when Qin Li makes them."

Thomas throws his head up, "I don't like soup."

Qin Li, "Then you don't eat it. There's still half of the pizza left from yesterday's call for takeout, so warm it up in the oven and eat it yourself."

Thomas grunted and walked away with his head held high.

Qu Dani said to Qin Li, "This arrogant man, what are you doing ignoring him?"

Qin Li had loved eating small wontons since she was a little girl, especially the soup seasoned with chicken juice, which was fresh and flavorful. Fortunately, the process of making wontons is not complicated, the skins are bought ready-made, Yachao bought wonton skins, which are smaller than normal, and it is just right for making small wontons.

Chinese people, it has always been food for the people, to eat a bowl of hot and fragrant small wontons for a while, and would rather get up early in the morning, with a hungry stomach to start busy.

Qin Li cleaned the old hen in the pot, stewed soup, and then began to adjust the filling.

She stirred the meat herself, specially picked a piece of pork, the meat was just right three fat and seven fine. To make the filling a little more delicious, and grabbed a handful of shrimp, stirred and put in, and pork mixed, and then began to season the road.

By almost noon, the chicken soup was almost ready, the aroma wafted a long way, tantalizing appetite.

The director smelled the aroma and sighed, "I think we should simply change this matchmaking program into a food program."

When this was said, several assistants were secretly nodding in approval from the side.

Schrödinger also came, staring hard at this pot of chicken soup with his two round eyes open, meowing now and then.

Qin Li tore a piece of chicken breast and gave it to him, Schrödinger swallowed it in one gulp, then smashed his mouth and continued to stare.

Thomas's disgruntled voice came, ''Schrodinger hasn't eaten his royal cat food since you came. What are we going to do when you're gone?"

Qin Li returned, "Cool."

Thomas, "..."

Qin Li started wrapping small wontons, she picked her chopsticks in the filling, stuck the other end of the wonton skin, rolled it up smoothly, and pinched it into a small package.

Thomas expressed his shock and said, "How do you do it, teach me."

Qin Li demonstrated once, and Thomas had both eyes on her hands, but he still didn't understand what was going on. She wrapped the wontons in a single motion, starting from taking the wonton skins, all the way to throwing the wrapped ones into the tray next to her, the process took at most two seconds.

Thomas said, "Slow down a bit more!"

Qin Li saw that he was interested in this, so he slowed down his movements.

Thomas fixed his eyes on her a few times, only to see her fingers curving here and there, and the wonton skins somehow rolled up on their own.

Hey, he didn't believe it. He had overcome such difficult physics, it didn't make sense that he couldn't handle this little Chinese wonton.

He pressed the bridge of his nose, loosened his tendons, and put on his bright strokes to continue observing. But her fingers are just so gently rolled, looks like no regular technique to speak of, the strange thing is, the same action to his hands, how can not roll out this fancy?

Qin Li saw his expression grim, really afraid of him wrapping wontons into the devil, can not help but voice comfort, "You can also be like this."

To his surprise, Tomasz Yi was determined, "No, I want to wrap it the same way as you do."

Qin Li sighed, "Why are you so bitter!"

Thomas gritted his teeth, "I can learn."

After five minutes, Qin Li looked over, Thomas' cheeks were suffocating red, still struggling. In this situation, normal people would have already given up, but he was still trying over and over again, insisting on wrapping a small wonton exactly like Qin Li. This made Qin Li think of Yan Sen, that time milking was also, tirelessly teaching her. As expected, they were a pair of brothers, and their styles of doing things were similar.

Seemingly simple to wrap wontons, but also a hidden mystery, he boasted of wisdom, but surprisingly could not learn. Thomas was beginning to wonder about life! His doctorate in physics could go to hell for a while. After sweating, he finally failed to learn, he threw his chopsticks on the table as if he was losing his temper, and ran out of the room with his mouth covered.

Just in time to bump into Yan Sen who came in face to face and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

Qin Li shrugged his shoulders, "Learned not to wrap wontons, greatly stimulated."

Yan Sen, "Eating wontons today?"

He came back from working outside and hadn't even washed his hands, so he wanted to come and touch the food, Qin Li poked him hard with her chopsticks.

"Wash your hands."

Yan Sen said perfunctorily, "Washed."

Qin Li asked in passing, "Have you applied soap?"

Yan Sen looks surprised, "Still need to put on the soap?"

Now it's Qin Li's turn to be surprised, is she meeting aliens? If you don't wash your hands with soap, can you call it washing your hands?

Seeing her mouth slightly open, with an unbelievable face, Yan Sen patted her shoulder and said, "Wipe it."

Qin Li then reacted, he was teasing her.

Although Yan Sen had washed his hands, his fingernails were still black, so under Qin Li's strong request, he was pushed to wash his hands again. Qin Li supervised from the side, and he finally cleaned up his ten fingernails.

"Fingernails are black, it's the same as not washing them."

Yan Sen was unimpressed, "It's not like I have to eat with my hands."

Qin Li was speechless. He's lucky he doesn't have Hepatitis A.

Yan Sen grabbed the wontons she wrapped, bulging, thought it was quite funny, and threw it in his hand to play.

Qin Li dissatisfied called, "This is not a toy, it is food."

Yan Sen asks, "Is it?"

He picks up the small wonton and makes a gesture to throw it into his mouth.

Seeing this, Qin Li hurriedly called out, "This is raw, it's not edible yet."

Yan Sen spread out his hand, the small wonton was in his hand, he didn't swallow it at all, he just made a fake gesture.

Qin Li realized that he had been tricked again and pulled down three black lines on his face.

This pair of brothers, really brother and brother are both precious oddballs, sooner or later they are going to be pissed off.

Yan Sen sees her tiger face, so he reaches out and nudges her nose, "Angry?"

That feeling of electrocution came again, the whole thing made Qin Li blush and her heart beat faster, she covered her nose and turned her head away, denying stiffly, "No."

Yan Sen saw her wrapping for fun, so he picked up his chopsticks and also wrapped one in the same manner.

Qin Li stretched her head to see that it was the same as the one she had wrapped. The style that Thomas couldn't wrap, Yan Sen could learn it right away. I guess Thomas will cry again when he finds out.

Yan Sen asked, "How long until dinner is served?"

Qin Li said, "Wait for me to finish wrapping these."

Yan Sen touched his stomach, "I'm hungry."

Qin Li, "Bear with me a little longer."

Yan Sen reaches for a soup spoon, "Give me a pre-dinner first!"

Qin Li slaps his hand away, "No way. The soup is just this pot, it won't be enough for a while.

Yan Sen obediently holds her hand, lowers his head to his mouth, and kisses it in a slapdash manner, he looks up at her, those eyes starry with temptation, "Take a back door."

Qin Li's heart began to beat uncontrollably again, she found that this big brother farmer was a veritable sultry, not just a bowl of soup, do you need to even use the beautiful man trick?

She had no choice but to draw back her hand, wave it, and say, "You eat you eat, eat as much as you like."

Yan Sen looked at her appearance and couldn't help but smile. It wasn't that he had to have a bowl of soup, he was just idly trying to tease her.

Qin Li served a bowl of chicken soup and gave him a chicken leg, driving him to the opposite side of the long table to eat.

Seeing this, Schrödinger meowed and jumped onto his shoulder, sitting on his butt and affectionately rubbing his neck with his head.

Yan Sen reached out and petted it, then belly up and gave it half of his leftover chicken leg, and Schrödinger took the meat in his mouth, tiptoed around, and disappeared like lightning.

Qin Li asked, "Is this the cat you have or Thomas?"

Yan Sen, "Thomas. He's the one who took it from the stray cat and dog shelter."

I didn't expect that rash man to be quite caring.

That bowl of chicken soup wasn't even enough to stuff his teeth with, and after Yan Sen finished eating it, he felt even hungrier.

Hearing his stomach grumble, Qin Li hurriedly said, "Wait a little longer."

Yan Sen wiped his lips with his thumb and looked at her, "Showy."

Qin Li's movements stalled, subconsciously looked at him, those eyes crystal bright, but as deep as the sea, let a person head into it and then never come out.

She couldn't help but be a little tempted, is this beautiful color talking about food or people?

Finally, the small wontons were wrapped, a total of more than a hundred wrapped, Qin Li called everyone in. One person served a bowl.

The director was pleasantly surprised, "Me too?"

Qin Li nodded, "It's not much, just let everyone have a taste."

Qu Dani rubbed her hands, lowered her head sniffed hard, joyfully stuffed one in her mouth, and slurred, "Wow, the taste of home!"

Small wonton skin thin head full, pork with shrimp, fat and thin suitable, filling more tight. Bite down, chicken juice splashed, fresh flavor filled a mouth. Qin Li the flavor of the filling is very good, salty and light just right, put a little bit of soy sauce to draw out the fresh taste, and then put a little sugar to deepen the flavor, even without MSG, but also enough to eat. In contrast, the chicken soup has become a companion.

A bowl of wontons, everyone practically eats in one gulp, silently handing the bowl to Qin Li again.

Seeing that Thomas was also in the line for a second bowl, Dani Qu left no room for mockery, "Go eat your Japanese dumplings!"

Thomas deflated his mouth and pitifully raised his bowl, tapping it with his chopsticks as if to say give me another bowl.

Qin Li and Qu Dani looked at each other and simultaneously snorted out a laugh.

Originally, Qin Li just wanted to let them taste the flavor, so only put seven or eight in a bowl, who knows, this eating is addictive. Finish a bowl but also a bowl, that simply can not be put away, wrapped more than a hundred small wontons instantly was eliminated.

Qu Dani exclaimed, "Now I realize that whether foreigners love Chinese food or not, the key depends on the quality."

Everyone smashed their mouths and looked at Qin Li with unfulfilled intentions, Qin Li helplessly pocketed the soup pot with a soup ladle and said, "The chicken soup is finished."

Qu Dani's eyes light up and suggests, "Use spicy oil for the soup."

Qin Li, "Then I'll boil some spicy oil."

Qu Dani waved her hand to stop her, "What kind of chili oil do you want to boil, just use Old Godmother."

Qin Li, "Then we have to rewrap it."

Qu Dani volunteered, "I'll help you."

While the two were wrapping the wontons, a few Germans were watching them with forks, asking, "Is it ready? When can we eat?

Seeing that they love to eat so much, Qin Li joked, "I don't want to go to Munich to open a wonton store."

The director and his assistant took it seriously and asked, "When will you open it? Where?"

It made Qin Li laugh and cry.

The Section Leader asks, "How do you make this ravioli, can you give me the recipe? I'll go back and ask my wife to make them too."

Qin Li said, "It's very simple, the skin is bought off the shelf at the supermarket. For the filling, mix the ground pork and shrimp, beat one to two egg whites into it, and then the right amount of salt, a little bit of soy sauce, a little bit of sugar, and live a little."

The science director was dizzy from listening, "Wait a minute. Whether one egg white or two? Also, how many grams of salt is moderate salt? How many grams of soy sauce is a little soy sauce? And how much is a little sugar?"

Qin Li, "This is hard to say, I'm going by my feelings."

Section guide, "Then wouldn't the flavor be different every time you make it?"

Qin Li nods, "It's just different!"

The Section Leader resigned himself to the fact.

Qin Li said, "If you can't decide whether it's salty or not, just lick it with your tongue. Add sugar if it's salty, add salt if it's bland."

In the end, the Section Leader concluded that Chinese food was unrepeatable.