The end of the natural disaster: I took my family to grab hundreds of billions of supplies

Chapter 26 Making Dumplings

It was common for her to be beaten with bruises and bruises on her nose and face, and the fact that she didn't have any broken bones was considered a sign of mercy from her brother.

There are still lingering bruises on her body.

It should be said that since she started exercising, she has never felt completely better.

After getting ready, Jiang Mi walked to the opposite side of Jiang Xun. As soon as he got into position, Jiang Xun hit him with a straight punch without even saying hello.

Jiang Mi's pupils shrank suddenly, he yelled that he didn't have martial ethics, then he hurriedly bent down to avoid it and then swept across with a low body.

Jiang Xun's height of nearly 1.9 meters gave her a great sense of oppression, and due to the different physiological structures of men and women, men naturally have a certain advantage in strength. Therefore, Jiang Mi had no way to confront him head-on and could only rely on skills. Look for Jiang Xun's exposed flaws to fight back.

"18 minutes and 57 seconds." Jiang Xun let go of Jiang Mi, who had completely lost the ability to resist, and pressed the stopwatch in his hand.

Jiang Mi gritted his teeth and rubbed his extremely sore arm. His wrist was obviously swollen, and blue marks one after another could be clearly seen on the exposed skin.

"Brother, you are so deadly."

Jiang Xun glanced at her, took the safflower oil, and while massaging her, he said calmly: "I won't hold back in the future. Your current strength is enough for me to go all out."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Mi immediately forgot about the pain in his body and said with excitement, "Really? Am I that powerful now?"

Seeing that she was acting like a child, Jiang Xun couldn't help but chuckle, "So you have to be prepared. If you get injured again, it won't just be the flesh, it may be broken."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Mi suddenly felt as if his bones hurt a little. He couldn't help but wince and muttered in a low voice: "Brother, aren't you bullying others?"

Jiang Xun patted her head and said, "Okay, go back and rest."

Jiang Mi pouted and limped back to his room. After washing, he lay on the bed and fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

Early the next morning, Jiang Mi was eating breakfast while listening to his parents talking about fertilized eggs.

After a day of research yesterday, Father Jiang felt that these fertilized eggs should be able to hatch, but he might not be able to tell for the next two days.

Cultivating fertilized eggs is quite labor-intensive. Coupled with the expectation of welcoming a new life, Father Jiang and Mother Jiang did not dare to relax for a moment. After a hurried breakfast, the two hurried to the incubation room to keep an eye on it. With.

After Jiang Mi finished his morning exercise, he went to the monitoring room. The wall-to-wall monitoring screen went dark again, but from the remaining monitoring screen, it could be seen that the dark mountain was covered with a thin layer of snow. But this snow is not pure white, but gray.

Heavy snow continues to fall from the sky, and there is a tendency for it to get heavier and heavier.

It looks like the temperature outside should have reached below zero.

The falling snow reminded Jiang Mi of the winter solstice, and he suddenly felt like eating dumplings.

Anyway, it was okay for the time being, so she did it as soon as she thought of it, so she stood up from the recliner and went straight to the incubation room.

When she arrived, Father Jiang and Mother Jiang were still looking at the incubator head to head. The two of them were mumbling and didn't know what they were talking about. When they heard the sound of the door opening, they turned back together and hurriedly urged: "Quick, quick, quick, Close the door and don't let the cold wind in."

Jiang Mi obediently closed the door, then walked up to the two of them and put his head over to take a closer look, but after staring for a while he didn't notice anything different.

"Are there any movement in these eggs?" she asked curiously.Father Jiang coughed, "Not yet, but there should be some movement soon."

"You guys just staring here won't speed up the hatching process. Mom and Dad, why don't we make dumplings? It's been a long time since I've eaten the dumplings you made." Jiang Mi blinked and said with a smile.

Mother Jiang's eyes lit up and she quickly said happily: "Okay, okay, let's make dumplings today."

Father Jiang reluctantly looked away from the incubator, "Okay, let's make dumplings and add a few more fillings."

The three of them walked to the kitchen together.

Those who knead the noodles, those who choose the vegetables, and those who chop the meat. The division of labor is clear and well organized.

Jiang's father always chops the meat himself when making dumpling fillings, and doesn't like to use a machine to make stuffing.

As for why, according to his words, dumplings should be made of skin rolled by one's own hands and filled by hand chopped, so that they have soul and flavor.

Jiang Mi said she was convinced. No matter how many kinds of dumplings there were on the outside, she felt from the bottom of her heart that only the dumplings made by her father had the same taste.

Although my mother can't cook, she can roll out skins and make dumplings. She is even particularly talented at making dumplings. As long as she takes a look at various shapes of dumplings, she can basically make them. It’s also wrapped in a decent way, and with skill you can wrap it very delicately.

"Let's make the leeks, eggs and shrimps first." Jiang's father pushed the prepared filling basin towards the two of them, then turned around and continued to make the next filling.

Jiang Xun also came out of the training ground at this moment. When he saw the three of them busy or making dumplings, he washed his hands and joined in.

There were already a dozen rolled dumpling wrappers piled up in front of Mother Jiang. The rolling pin and dough were in her hands as she pleased. Jiang Mi blinked and a dumpling wrapper with a thin outer ring and a thick middle was already rolled out.

Seeing more and more dumpling wrappers, Jiang Mi quickly started making them, but she could only make one style.

Spread the dumpling wrapper in the palm of your hand, scoop a bunch of stuffing in the middle, then close the two wrappers, tuck the two ends in, and press along the edges of the dumpling wrappers one by one, so that a plump dumpling will come out. .

Although the appearance is not exquisite, it is very honest. The main feature is that it has a thin skin and plenty of fillings, and it will not break.

Jiang Xun's buns were much prettier than hers. They were shaped like wheat ears and very delicate, but the fillings were not as good as hers.

As he watched, Jiang Mi suddenly became a little more competitive, and he stopped making the dumplings he was good at, and instead started doing other things.

After a while, a few more weird-looking dumplings appeared on the neatly arranged dumpling plates.

"Eat these dumplings yourself!" Mother Jiang complained as she rolled out the dumpling wrappers.

"You can eat it by yourself." Jiang Mi pouted.

Anyway, this is what I always do when making dumplings. Those dumplings would be abnormal if there weren't a few weird things mixed into them.

Jiang's mother had finished rolling out the first wave of dumpling wrappers, and both of them had only wrapped less than a third of the dumplings. Jiang's mother put down the rolling pin and started to join the dumpling-making army.

"How many times have I taught you this? Look, if you put your hands together like this, squeeze hard, and squeeze like this, wouldn't it be a perfect dumpling?" Mother Jiang taught her without stopping, almost Within seconds, a round and plump dumpling appeared from her hand.

(End of this chapter)