MTL - 90s, The Cannon Fodder Wife of the Paranoid Boss is Reborn-Chapter 251 Taste of home

Chapter 251 The Taste of Home

 Speaking harshly is something only children can do.

  People at the boss level convince the public with their strength.

 The joke passed and everyone went back to their homes.

The glutinous rice and mung beans have been soaked at home. Xiao Cheng and Bai Lu started making rice dumplings when they got home.

During the dragon boat race, Xiao Cheng wet his trousers and his shirt. Bai Lu asked him to change clothes before making rice dumplings to avoid catching a cold later.

 The clothes were not too wet, and it was not likely to catch a cold in this weather, so Xiao Cheng went back to his room to change.

Xiao Wei stood at the small square table, watching Bai Lu making rice dumplings, with a tangled expression of wanting to learn but not wanting to learn.

 Bai Lu could probably guess what he was thinking, and said funnyly: "The dragon boat race won't start until tomorrow. If you want to eat the king rice dumplings, you have to do it tomorrow. Let's eat the home rice dumplings today."

 “Jia Zong?” Xiao Wei, who has grown up this year, heard about Jia Zong for the first time, and his face was filled with disbelief.

Is that a magical rice dumpling?

 However, the materials used to make rice dumplings at Bai Lu are the same as those sold in breakfast shops on the street.

Of course, except for the bread fillings in the rice dumplings.

Bai Lu saw the little guy's expression of thirst for knowledge, and Chun Chun explained softly: "Jia Zongzi are rice dumplings made by family members, which taste like home."

Xiao Wei nodded as if he understood: "The rice dumplings sold outside don't have the taste of home."

Bai Lu had a premonition that the breakfast shop outside was about to lose a long-term customer, even though she had never had one.

  However, what needs to be explained should be explained: "The rice dumplings sold outside have the taste of hometown."

Xiao Wei understood: "The rice dumplings sold on the street have the taste of hometown, and the rice dumplings made by family members have the taste of home."

 “What does the king rice dumpling taste like?”

Bai Lu: “…”

 I haven’t eaten it.

 How do I know what it smells like?

 “The taste of a champion.”

 Xiao Cheng answered this difficult question for Bai Lu, rolled up his sleeves slowly, and stepped into the kitchen.

Xiao Wei wisely withdrew from the position next to Bai Lu and stood on the opposite side, looking at his elder brother with bright eyes.

He asked carefully and excitedly: "The taste of the champion must be delicious. Big brother will definitely win the first place tomorrow and win the King Zong Dumpling, right?"

Xiao Cheng glanced at the girl next to him who was making rice dumplings, and his indifferent tone was a little more smoky.

 “Ask your sister-in-law.”

Bai Lu: “???”

 Why should you ask her this kind of question?

Of course she thinks the King Zong is delicious, and of course she wants to eat the King Zong. The answer is of course yes.

 “Sister-in-law, do you want to eat King Zong?” Xiao Wei asked Bai Lu the question he predicted.

Bai Lu replied instantly: "Of course I do."

 After answering, I realized that there seemed to be something wrong. How could she blatantly covet the King Zong.

 She should say: "Xiaowei is right, the king rice dumplings must be very fragrant and delicious, and everyone likes to eat them."

Xiao Wei nodded in agreement: "Sister-in-law is right, the king rice dumplings must be delicious, and sister-in-law likes to eat them."

Bai Lu: “…”

Xiaowei’s understanding seems to be a bit off, but it doesn’t seem to be a big deal.

 There is no need to correct it.

"So the eldest brother will definitely win the championship and win the king rice dumplings for my sister-in-law to eat." Xiao Wei couldn't hold back his excitement, and his sister-in-law would definitely give him the king rice dumplings.

Sister-in-law said: "There are 30 people in a dragon boat team. If the Xinzhen team led by your brother wins the championship, it seems just right to divide the 30-pound king rice dumplings into 30 team members."

Although he was very tactful, Xiao Wei was still shocked and looked at Xiao Cheng with a sad face: "Brother..." "Sister-in-law and I can't eat Dawang Zongzi?"

Xiao Cheng glanced at the little guy who asked the question very intelligently, and said very kindly: "The family can eat it."

Xiao Wei's eyes lit up like little light bulbs: "My family can eat it, even my sister-in-law and I can eat it."

“Great, my sister-in-law and I can eat the rice dumplings won by my eldest brother tomorrow!”

Xiao Wei has determined that Xiao Cheng is the champion and is looking forward to the arrival of the King Zong tomorrow with great joy.

 And immediately rolled up his sleeves and learned how to make rice dumplings from Bai Lu.

 Why don’t you learn from your elder brother? —My eldest brother has never made zongzi, and he doesn’t know how to make zongzi.

 So, the eldest brother and the younger brother all learned to make rice dumplings from Bai Lu, and their learning attitude was extremely sincere and serious.

  Xiao Wei was the first to cover the four different styles.

 Xiao Cheng is better, the long, fat, four-cornered rice dumplings look good, but they are tightly tightened.

Bai Lu finally knew what the shape of a zongzi was like, as the saying goes.

 A beautiful rice dumpling, tied into sections by a straw rope.

If it weren't for Hiiragi's tenacious vitality, he would have been strangled into eighteen pieces, which is really powerful.

Seeing Bai Lu's speechless expression, Xiao Cheng just picked up a straw rope in his hand and stopped tying the rice dumplings. He seemed to put down the straw rope casually and unintentionally, and arranged the rice dumplings casually and unintentionally.

 He coughed unnaturally and said in a slightly lower voice: "Isn't it like this?"

　　A voice sounded in Bai Lu's ears, and she realized that she had been staring at the boss's hand for too long.

 Shaking his head decisively: "No, that's how the zongzi is wrapped. You wrapped it very well. This is a perfect zongzi. It would be better if the rope could be loosened a little."

Xiao Cheng looked at the rice dumplings wrapped by Bai Lu, then at the rice dumplings made by himself, and understood.

 The tying of the rice dumplings is a little looser.

“But if the rice dumplings are wrapped too loosely, won’t they leak rice?” Xiao Wei asked Bai Lu, pinching the rice dumplings he had wrapped.

What he said was that when he came back from the river just now, he met Mrs. Zhang by chance and heard Mrs. Zhang chatting with the neighbor's daughter-in-law.

Bai Lu also heard it at that time, and replied with a chuckle: "If the zongzi is tied too loosely, the rice will indeed leak during the cooking process, but if it is tied too tightly, it may burst during cooking. It is best not to loosen it but to tighten it slightly." alright."

“How can I wrap it up if it’s not loose but slightly tight?” Xiao Wei asked, not understanding, and showed off the different aspects of his wrapping.

 Show Bailu where to adjust.

Bai Lu looked at the four different things in front of her, and the corners of her eyes twitched slightly. This was something that couldn't be changed by adjusting.

You have to unwrap and re-wrap the rice dumplings to prevent them from leaking out of the rice dumplings and causing the tails to burst and the middle to be undercooked.

Bai Lu took apart the rice dumplings and rewrapped the rice dumplings while explaining it to Xiao Wei. After wrapping, she picked up the straw rope on the side and gave it to Xiao Wei, teaching him how to control the strength to tie the rice dumplings.

 “Go around like this…”

 “Press the end of the thread and go around it again…”

 Xiao Wei received 365 cold-eyed knives and another 365 cold knives from his eldest brother.

His hand was held by Bai Lu to teach, but his bones were stiff and painful, as if he had been cut with many knives.

It feels like it will break into eight hundred pieces in the next second.

Xiao Wei subconsciously shrank his hand: "Sister-in-law, I understand. I want to try it myself."

Bai Lu let go and praised: "You're so smart. Don't be anxious. Take your time. Once you've tied the rope, you're more than half done."

Xiao Wei just wanted to avoid most of the knives. After obediently breaking away from Bai Lu's step-by-step teaching, he could finally take a breath and learn to make rice dumplings seriously.

 After wrapping a rice dumpling that looked like it had four corners, Xiao Wei was so happy that he stared at the stuffing basin on the table.

 “Sister-in-law, I want to wrap the chicken legs!”

 (End of this chapter)