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Chapter 341 What a trap

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    The old lady said as soon as she opened her mouth: "I thought you had been cooking for so long, but you were making a Manchu-Han banquet! It was just a few dumplings!"

    Situ Hai shook his head and said, "Shanshan, your grandma doesn't like dumplings."

    Mucha thought to herself, just now when the old lady came into the kitchen and saw her rolling out dumpling wrappers, she didn't say that she didn't like dumplings, but now she said it, it was clear that she was trying to get rid of her.

    She showed an apologetic expression and said, "I'm sorry, grandma, I thought you had bad teeth, so I made something to make it easier to digest"

    The fact is, the dumpling filling is wrapped inside, no matter what she adds to it, the old lady will not notice it.

    This is her original intention of making dumplings.

    Mu Xia said, and then asked: "Then I will make some more dishes? It's just that it's so late Do you want to eat a few to fill your stomach first?"

    "Forget it!" the old lady frowned and said, "If I wait any longer, I will starve to death here! If I had known I could do it myself, I really couldn't count on you!"

    The old lady said as she stuffed a dumpling into her mouth.

    The filling of the dumplings is made with cabbage, pork, carrots and bamboo shoot tips. It is full of umami and has an impeccable taste.

    When the old lady took a bite, the umami flavor in the dumpling filling instantly melted in her mouth. The texture and taste were excellent.

    What¡¯s even more amazing is that when you take a bite, it is filled with juice, which instantly satisfies your taste buds.

    The old lady¡¯s eyes lit up instantly. This was the most delicious dumpling she had ever eaten in her life.

    No, this is the most delicious thing she has ever eaten in her life!

    The old lady finished eating one and couldn¡¯t wait to pick up the second one.

    For the second time, she dipped the dumplings in the sauce made by Mucha. The dumplings were fresh and the special dipping sauce was sour and spicy, and the taste instantly became richer.

    The old lady impatiently picked up the third and fourth ones

    Situ Hai felt a little confused as he watched his mother, who didn¡¯t like dumplings, eat more than ten dumplings in succession.

    Aren¡¯t they just dumplings?  How come the old lady changed her mind after eating one?

    Is it really so delicious?

    He couldn¡¯t help but stretched out his hand to pick one up. He saw that the dumplings were round, white and fat. They looked good, but they didn¡¯t know how they tasted.

    ¡° He is different from the old lady. He has eaten countless delicacies in Kyoto, and there is nothing particularly delicious about just a dumpling.

    Out of doubt, Situ Hai directly stuffed the dumpling into his mouth.

    He took a bite, and the rich and tender taste immediately spread in his mouth.

    This is a taste that cannot be described in words, it is so delicious that it makes people want to slam the table.

    After eating one dumpling, Situ Hai couldn¡¯t wait to grab the second one

    Soon, the large plate of dumplings was almost eaten by Situ Hai and the old lady.

    When there was only the last dumpling left on the plate, the old lady and Situ Hai went to pick it up at the same time. Situ Hai hesitated and took back his chopsticks, smiling and saying: "Mom, you eat."

    The old lady suddenly realized that these were dumplings made by Mucha. She snorted and put down her chopsticks without picking them up. She wrote lightly: "I'm really hungry. I can eat any garbage. I'm full. You guys can eat."  .¡±

    The old lady said, taking one last look at the last dumpling, forcing herself to stand up and walk to the bedroom.

    Looking at Mrs. Situ¡¯s expression, Mucha¡¯s mouth curled up almost inaudibly.

    "After eating so much, some old ladies will feel better tomorrow!"

    She asked Situ Hai gently: "Dad, do you still want to eat? I also packed a plate and cooked it for you."

    Situ Hai really wanted to eat, but he didn't want Mucha to see that he was satisfied with her cooking skills, so he waved his hand and said, "I'm full too, just cook your own portion. We have to take the bus tomorrow.  I'm going to sleep first. Your room is over there. I asked the driver to make the bed for you. You can go to bed early after eating."

    "Okay, Dad." Mucha smiled slightly, as if he was harmless to humans and animals.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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