133: C133 Flowering Dumplings

C133 Flowering Dumplings

"Yang Song, you …" What's the matter with you? Shrimp dumplings can automatically blossom? " Sir Meng was someone who had eaten the world, but this was the first time he had seen such a kind of shrimp dumpling!

Speaking of this matter, Yang Song revealed a trace of complacency in his heart. This was a special technique, recorded in ancient texts, but after so many years, the ancients had placed this unique technique in their hands. A man does not inherit a woman, and a son does not inherit a disciple! As time passed on, this method was lost!

The dumplings were not dumplings, but dumplings that were wrapped in skin, using a specific method to hide all the wrinkles inside the dumplings. After the dumplings were steamed and cooked, they would heat up and become chubby, and when they suddenly opened the lid, the cold air would irritate them and cause them to contract, but the dumplings' folds were not, but because they were tightly folded. This was the lost technique from ancient times, Flowering Dumplings!

"Boss, are you performing magic? How did you get such dumplings? " Shen Wenzhao felt like kneeling on the floor and looking at Yang Song!

Old Meng fell into deep thought. After some time, he murmured, "Flowering dumplings, they are actually the fabled Flowering Dumplings!"

Yang Song was stunned. He had never thought that Sir Meng would know of such a unique method of wrapping dumplings! He quickly asked, "Elder Meng, how did you know about the flowering dumplings?"

When I was young, at that time, I was in the midst of reforming and opening up. I went to eat in the countryside and happened to be in time to open the Northeast Dumpling Hall when a middle-aged man went to challenge the Lady Boss of the Northeast Dumpling Hall and beat her in the end. In the end, he told us that he was not the most powerful one and that he also had a lost method of making dumplings called flowering dumplings. When Elder Meng mentioned this matter, his face was full of reminiscence.

Challenge? A middle-aged man? Yang Song immediately thought of someone and asked, "Elder Meng, did that middle-aged man say his name?"

"What is it? That's right! I remember him saying that his surname is Wang! " After thinking back carefully, he recalled what that person had said his surname was!

It's that Wang fellow again! Yang Song remembered that the mysterious middle-aged man surnamed Wang that Elder Ye told him about was surnamed Wang. Now, this middle-aged man already had a prototype in his mind, and that was Elder Wang, who came occasionally. However, every time he came to his side, he would only eat.

The Wang Family of the Underworld's Chef King! This clan that existed in the legends, Yang Song always felt that in the future, he would have countless interactions with them!

"Alright!" Let's stop talking and eat! I'm so hungry! " Meng Shihan didn't really care about it. She just wanted to eat. With such a cute and beautiful crystal shrimp dumpling placed in front of her, how could she not want to eat it?

Only then did Sir Meng come back to his senses. He chuckled and said, "Alright, alright. People just like to recall things from the past. Everyone, hurry up and eat!"

After saying that, Elder Meng picked up a crystal prawn dumpling and dipped it in red vinegar. He placed it into his mouth and widened his eyes. He did not say anything for a long time, but his cozy expression made everyone understand that this dumpling was very delicious!

Meng Shihan was very well-behaved. There was an old man on the table, and if the old man didn't move his chopsticks, he wouldn't eat! Shen Huaihao was the boss of all the dishes. If they didn't eat it, he definitely wouldn't eat it, but what about Yang Song? It was even simpler for him to eat first since he was the chef. If the person tasting it did not eat it, then he would eat it. This was too disorderly! Therefore, they could only wait for old man Meng to eat first and then move their chopsticks!

When everyone saw that Elder Meng had started to eat, they could no longer hold it in. They put their chopsticks into the bamboo steamer, picked up a dumpling, and began to eat happily!

Yang Song didn't know what the taste was like, but looking at the blissful 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 into his mouth!

Sweet! It wasn't the sweetness of white sugar! It was the sweetness of shrimp! The fresh taste was one that didn't feel like frozen prawns. The unique fragrance of the Mediterranean red prawns filled his mouth. It was the feeling of the sea, making one feel as if they were in the middle of an ocean! Filled with Q-shot dumpling skin, striking their teeth, shrimp meat is full of toughness but also not lacking in tenderness! Delicious! It was too delicious!

After Yang Song finished one, he put down his chopsticks in satisfaction. The system marked the price of the one hundred sixty-one dumplings as worthy of its reputation!

Right now, Yang Song was no longer bothered by the price. Just from the price of the Mediterranean Red Shrimp, it was already considered cheap!

He picked up two of the shrimp dumplings and placed them on Little Four's plate. Logically speaking, cats and dogs shouldn't eat too much starchy food, so the shrimp dumpling skin was filled with raw powder. But it didn't matter, as long as they could eat it once in a while, it would be alright.

Little Four had long since smelled the fragrance, but his master did not say anything. He did not dare to do anything and could only sit by the door of his nest, waiting for them to speak!

When he saw Yang Song give him dumplings, he happily scooped them into the bowl and began to eat. Although Yang Song said he wouldn't give him anything good, he was just saying he wouldn't give anything to him.

Right now, the whole family was eating Yang Song's dumplings, a total of 50 of them. Each of them had eaten a dozen or so, but they were still not satisfied. Yang Song sat on the chair and watched them finish their food, smiling as he said, "Have you eaten enough?"

"Not yet. Such delicious dumplings, how can they be full already?" Meng Shihan pursed her lips and shook her head.

Yang Song started to pack up his things. When Shen Huaihao saw this, he hurriedly stood up and began to help clean up the dishes.

"The food is delicious, the proper amount is only good. It's so late now. If you really eat until you're full, go straight to sleep. Aren't you afraid of indigestion tomorrow?"

"I know! I was just joking! "

After Meng Shihan had eaten her fill, she stood up and stretched her back before leisurely walking to the living room's seat. Seeing that Sir Meng had taken out a teapot, Shen Huaihao hurriedly walked up to him and started brewing tea!

"Yo!" "Little girl, you can make tea?" Old Meng was surprised. He didn't expect this little girl to be able to make tea!

Shen Wenzhao shyly smiled and said as he brewed some tea, "I've spent some time in the teahouse and didn't learn anything else. Other people might learn a little when brewing tea, but I can't say how amazing they are. They only know how to make tea!"2

Elder Meng smiled as he nodded his head, quietly watching Shen Huaihao brew the tea until he saw Shen Huaihao skillfully raise the teapot and tap the cup three times. This was a perfect cup of tea for Shen Huaihao.

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