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Chapter two hundred and eighty-ninth daughter-in-law's craftsmanship

When she thought that her things could be sold here in the future, she could get the price in the town. After all, Hua Mengyue is from the same village, and she is always closer than the town, so she doesn't think she is so nervous.

Hua Mengyue didn't know what she was thinking, so she went into the kitchen and looked at her from the window and looked at the yard again. Then she went out and curled her lips: "It's true, I was envious when I saw someone getting a big house. Why didn't I fight for a sigh of relief to build a big house?"

"How do you know she didn't think?" Ma Yunfei stirred the filling evenly and thoroughly, and it was a little sticky.

Hua Mengyue took the rolling pin: "Thinking about it but not doing it means not thinking about it. Can you wrap it?"

“I don’t look good.”

Ma Yunfei honestly admitted that except for the good meat, nothing else is good.

"Then you roll the skin." Hua Mengyue rolled out more than a dozen skins first and gave him the rolling pin.

The dumpling skin rolled by Ma Yunfei was not very good, and the thickness was uneven. Hua Mengyue said it several times, but he didn't make any progress.

"Hey, it's not that I have high requirements, it's that you're so vegetarian," Hua Mengyue pouted: "Look at the skin, it's so thick and thin, I'll just squeeze it... it's going to be transparent. When I put it in the pot, it's rotten and not cooked on the other side. Change it. Even if we eat the dumplings ourselves, will we ignore the appetite?"

Ma Yunfei looked at her innocently: "I'm much better."

"You can obviously be better." Hua Mengyue directly raised the requirements: "Don't use such low requirements to set standards for yourself, as this will be ineffective at all. You can do it well, come on! We will open an inn in the future!"

As she said that, she pointed out: "Two small buildings, and there are more than twenty guest rooms."

You can tell how big the workload is after thinking about it. Even a hotel of this size requires at least two waiters, but here...

There is no business for the time being - the furniture is not in place, and there will be no business, but tomorrow will be the first day of the New Year, and that will be the afterthought, and then there will be a new year and a new atmosphere. It is not like this now.

"I originally thought that everyone would buy meat when they were selling it at the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month, but I didn't expect that we would buy it in the early lunar month, but I didn't expect that we would have to make the food we eat for so many days, it's really..." I have gained some knowledge.

Hua Mengyue said, using up the dumpling skin in her hand.

Ma Yunfei quickly held the rolled dough over with both hands and asked very carefully: "Look at the dough this time, is it still thick?"

"I just asked you to do that standard, not to let you reach that standard now. If you can't eat a fat man in one bite, don't be anxious." Hua Mengyue said hurriedly, and reached out to chase the skin and wrap the filling.

He also showed him: "This dumplings are made, rolling is a craft, and wrapping is also a craft. Good craftsmanship can be used to wrap any skin, and it can also be wrapped very well."

He nodded repeatedly: "You are the best craftsmanship, my wife."

"That's right, don't look at who I am." Hua Mengyue admitted without any modesty, smiling proudly: "I'll let you taste the skills of this pack in a while."

"Eat in a while?"

Ma Yunfei only knows that it is the 30th night during the Chinese New Year and the 1st and 5th morning. Can he eat it at other times?

"These are all foods, but the festivals give food more colors. As long as you want to eat and know how to cook, you can eat them." Hua Mengyue didn't care much about these things. She valued food very much, but this sense of ritual has nothing to do with it.

"It's really something to eat?"

"Don't you want to eat it? You can wait for the evening before eating."

Hua Mengyue doesn’t force her, and if she doesn’t do it, she is happy. Although she likes to cook, she will always be a little tired after eating every day, especially in the past two days, she has to prepare half a month of food, which is really tiring.

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