"Yang Song, you...what's the matter with you? Shrimp dumplings will bloom automatically?" Meng Lao is also considered a person who has eaten the world, it is the first time he has seen such shrimp dumplings!

Speaking of this matter, Yang Song showed a trace of pride in his heart. This was wrapped up by a specific technique. It was recorded in ancient books. It was only after so many years that the ancients pinched this unique craft in their hands. Men don’t pass women, sons don’t pass followers! Over time, such a technique will be lost!

Flowering dumplings are not a kind of dumplings, but a method of making dumpling skins. Using a specific technique, all the wrinkles are hidden in the dumplings. After they are steamed, the dumplings are heated and become plump. Then suddenly the lid was opened, and the cold air directly stimulated the dumplings. The dumplings swelled and contracted with heat, and the dumplings were directly squeezed, but the folds of the dumplings did not, but the reason for the squeezing. The folds originally hidden inside were all opened at this time, as if Flowering! This is the lost technique in ancient times, blooming dumplings!

"Boss, are you doing magic? How did you make such dumplings?" Shen Huaizhao wanted to kneel on the ground and watch Yang Song!

At that time, Lao Meng started to think, and for a long time he mumbled: "The flowering dumplings are actually the legendary flowering dumplings!"

Yang Song was stunned, never expected that Meng Lao would know this special way of making dumplings! Hurriedly asked: "Meng Lao, how do you know flowering dumplings?"

"That was when I was young. At that time, the reform and opening up happened to happen. I went to the countryside to eat, just in time for the opening of the Northeast Dumpling Restaurant. A middle-aged man challenged the owner of the Northeast Dumpling Restaurant and finally defeated her. Finally, he told us, Not the most powerful, there is a lost dumpling method called Hua Jiaozi, Xiao Yang, the appearance of your dumplings is exactly the kind of dumplings he described!" When Meng Lao talked about this, his face was full The feeling of memories.

challenge? Middle-aged? Yang Song immediately thought of a person, and quickly asked, "Meng Lao, did that middle-aged man say what he was called?"

"What's your name? By the way! I remember he said that his surname was Wang!" Meng Lao thought about it carefully before remembering what the man said his surname!

It's Wang again! Yang Song remembers the mysterious middle-aged man named Wang that Ye Lao told him, and he was named Wang. Now this middle-aged man has a rudimentary form in his mind, that is, the old man who comes here once in a while. , But every time he comes to his side, he just eats, and doesn't say that he is not doing well!

Hidden Chef Wang Family Wang Family! With this legendary family, Yang Song always felt that in the future, he should have countless intersections with them!

"Okay! Let's stop chatting, hurry up and eat! I'm going to die!" Meng Shihan didn't care so much, just thinking about eating, so cute and beautiful crystal shrimp dumplings were placed in front of him. Eat?

Only then did Elder Meng come back to his senses, hehe smiled: "Okay, elders like to recall the past, everyone, hurry up and eat!"

With that said, Mr. Meng picked up a crystal shrimp dumpling, then dipped it in red vinegar, put it in his mouth, his eyes widened suddenly, and he did not speak for a long time, but the comfortable expression on his face made everyone understand that this dumpling is very good to eat!

Meng Shihan is very disciplined. There is an old man on the table. The old man does not use his chopsticks, so he can't eat it! For Shen Huaizhao, everyone is the boss. If they don’t eat it, they certainly can’t eat it. What about Yang Song? It’s even simpler. I’m a chef. If the taster doesn’t eat, he will eat first. It’s too unruly! So everyone only waits for Meng Lao to eat first, then move their chopsticks!

When everyone saw that Meng Lao started to eat, they couldn't hold back. They put their chopsticks into the steamer, picked up a dumpling, and started eating deliciously!

Yang Song didn't know how it tasted, but seeing the happy expressions on their faces, Yang Song knew that the taste would definitely not be bad! He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a dumpling and put it in his mouth!

sweet! Not the sweetness of white sugar! But the sweetness of shrimp meat! The fresh taste is the feeling that frozen shrimp does not have. The unique fragrance of Mediterranean red shrimp fills the mouth. It is a feeling of the sea, which makes people feel in the ocean! The dumpling skins full of Q bombs hit my teeth, and the shrimp meat is full of toughness but tender! good to eat! It's really delicious!

After Yang Song finished one, he put down his chopsticks contentedly, and the system priced dumplings with a cage of one hundred and sixty-six, as expected!

Now Yangsong is finally no longer entangled in price, just from the price of Mediterranean red shrimp, it is already very cheap!

Pick up two shrimp dumplings and place them on the small four's dinner plate. According to the truth, neither cats nor dogs can eat too much starchy food. The shrimp dumplings are covered with cornstarch, but it doesn’t matter. It doesn't matter, just as a taste for Xiaosi!

Xiao Si had smelled the scent a long time ago, but the owner didn't speak, and he didn't dare to do anything, so he sat eagerly at the door of his nest and waited for them to speak!

At this time, I saw Yang Song eating dumplings for himself. He happily gathered in the food bowl and ate it. The little **** was twisted and twisted. Although Yang Song said it was delicious, he didn't give it to him, but he just talked about it. , It's not really not giving.

Now, the whole family is eating Yangsong’s dumplings. There are fifty dumplings in total. Four people have eaten a dozen of them each. They still have some ideas. Yang Song sat on a chair and watched them finish eating. Are you full?"

"Not yet, so delicious dumplings, how can they be full?" Meng Shi's connotation was still unfinished, and he shook his head.

Yang Song began to pack things, and after Shen Huaizhao saw it, he quickly stood up and began to help pack the dishes.

"The food is delicious, and the right amount is good. It is so late now. If you really eat and go to bed, you will not be afraid of indigestion tomorrow?"

"I know! I just said it casually!"

Meng Shihan had eaten and drank enough, stood up, stretched his waist, and walked slowly to the living room position. Shen Huaizhao saw Mr. Meng take out tea cups and teapots, and quickly stepped forward to help him make tea!

"Yo! Girl, do you still make tea?" Old Meng was a little surprised. He didn't expect this little girl to make tea!

Shen Huaizhao smiled shyly, and said while making tea: "I have spent some time in teahouses before, but I didn't learn anything else. Others learned some when making tea. I can't say how good it is, I just know how to make it!"

Old Meng smiled and nodded, watching Shen Huaizhao make tea quietly, until he saw Shen Huaizhao holding up the teapot expertly, and gently pointing the tea cup three times, exactly a cup of tea.

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