The poor little girl who traveled through the book, her father was lazy, her mother was stingy, and

"Brother, you wrapped it well!"

“The more you wrap, the better!”

“The pleats are beautiful too!”

Lin Xiaoman kept talking.

Lin Jingzhe's enthusiasm for making dumplings was unprecedentedly high.

"It's okay..." His cheeks were slightly red with a bit of shyness, and his hands moved faster and faster.

After hearing what Xiaoman said, he also felt that he was an expert at making dumplings.

While Lin Jingzhe was making dumplings, Lin Xiaoman took some peanuts from the granary and used a mortar and pestle to crush the peanuts into grains larger than rice grains.

With few ingredients, Lin Xiaoman could only make a simple chili sauce.

There are only garlic, peppercorns, ginger, rapeseed oil, sugar and dried chili peppers.

Lin Xiaoman lit a fire, heated the pot, and poured a proper amount of rapeseed oil into the pot.

After the oil is hot, add peppercorns and ginger and stir-fry until fragrant. When the fragrance comes out, remove the peppercorns and ginger, pour in the peanuts and start stir-frying. After fragrant, add mashed garlic and continue stir-frying until the garlic aroma is pervasive. Lin Xiaoman promptly scoops the hot oil in the pot into a bowl.

Continue to pour appropriate amount of oil into the pot.

Quickly pour the dried chilies into the bowl of hot oil and stir quickly with chopsticks.

Then add appropriate amount of salt and sugar.

With just such a little effort, the oil in the pot was already steaming.

Lin Xiaoman carefully scooped out the hot oil in four batches and poured it into the chili oil bowl, stirring as she poured the oil to ensure that the chili was evenly heated.

"It smells good!"

Lin Jingzhe was stunned watching from the side.

"Why is it so troublesome to make chili oil? I saw my mother put dried chilies directly into the oil pan before."

Lin Xiaoman asked with a smile: "Did the chili oil that Auntie made turn the chili peppers black?"

Lin Jingzhe frowned and recalled: "It was not just black, it was black and mushy, and tasted bitter and burnt."

"That's it. The oil temperature is too high and the chili peppers are burnt."

Lin Jingzhe sighed as he made dumplings, "How did you come up with these weird foods?"

Lin Xiaoman chuckled and put a large bowl of chili oil on the table to cool.

"In a dream!"

She didn't wash the oil pan, but washed the wild vegetables she picked on the road, and fried them with oil little by little. Soon, a bowl of garlic-flavored wild vegetables was ready.

Lin Guyu sniffed and licked his lips silently, "When will it get dark?"

"Little greedy cat!" Lin Jingzhe laughed at Xiao Guyu. As soon as he finished speaking, a loud "gurgling" sound came from his stomach.

Lin Xiaoman was instantly reimbursed, not caring about offending the free laborer, and smiled very unkindly.

The bell-like laughter was heard by Lin Dajiang and his wife who had just stepped into the house, and they looked at each other.

"These kids don't know how to live a peaceful life." Li Taohua scolded them with a smile and left them alone.

After collecting the last batch of dried long-bearded insects, Lin Dajiang and his three companions' insect catching plan came to a temporary end.

Because even after two hours of catching them in one night, I couldn't catch even a pound of long-bearded worms. Besides, I had enough dried long-bearded worms at home, so it would be a waste to catch more.

"What smells so good?"

Lin Dajiang's nose, which was more sensitive than a dog's, opened and closed as he came to the table.

He pointed at the bowl on the table and turned his head to ask Lin Xiaoman, "Xiaoman, is this... chili oil?"

"Ah."

"This..." Lin Dajiang wanted to say that the chili oil looked bright red and was completely different from the one made by his wife.

As Li Taohua was right beside him, Lin Dajiang was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

Lin Xiaoman put cold water into the pot, added a few pieces of firewood into the stove, and the fire suddenly became brighter.

While waiting for the water to boil, Lin Xiaoman finished wrapping the last few pieces of dough. Lin Jingzhe pinched his sore waist. He didn't expect that working while sitting would be more tiring for the waist than working while standing.

The water in the pot made a gurgling sound. Lin Xiaoman opened the lid and put all the dumplings in.

After a while, the dumplings rolled in the water, bringing out the aroma of the dumplings.

Lin Dajiang smelled the smell and immediately closed the kitchen door.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The aroma of meat drifted along the chimney little by little and drifted far away.

Several families in the village smelled the meat and their appetites were aroused.

"Mom, I want to eat meat."

"Milk, what smells so good?"

"Wow... Dad, I'm so hungry."

Not only the children can't stand it, but the adults who don't have much money can't stand it even more.

A group of people who smelled the smell wandered around the village in a rage.

You know, every household buys some fat to fry lard, and the remaining lard residue is their meat.

But lard residue is not that fragrant, this smell is definitely not coming from lard residue.

As they wandered from the center of the village to the front, and then from the front to the back, they couldn't smell the scent anymore.

"It's strange, why is the smell gone?" Lin Goudan, a lazy guy in the village, rubbed the saliva from the corners of his mouth, thinking he was hallucinating.

Another middle-aged man also felt strange, "The wind was blowing from the southeast just now, and the smell seemed to come from the end of the village."

Lin Goudan didn't believe it.

"There are only two families at the end of the village. Lin Dajiang's family is extremely poor. They wouldn't waste the last bit of money they got from the family division, would they?"

Lin Goudan thought, since he, a lazy guy, knew to save some money, it made no sense that Lin Dajiang, a sneaky guy, wouldn't know how to save money for emergencies, right?

"Could it be the Li family?"

Wang Laizi shook his head: "How can an orphan and a widow with a child afford to eat meat?"

Lin Goudan: "Maybe it came from Xialin Village. Forget it, it's tasteless. Let's just go."

The three of them left cursing.

......

Lin Xiaoman divided the dumplings into five bowls. Except for Xiao Guyu's, the other four people's bowls were full of dumplings.

Even in Xiao Lidong's small bowl there were two dumplings.

The dumplings she made were big, so Li Taohua put Lidong on her lap. Lidong immediately grabbed the spoon and started eating them in small bites.

Lin Dajiang was amused, "Our Lidong also likes to eat, Taohua, we didn't even teach him to hold a spoon, look how well Lidong holds it!"

"Lidong is a blessed child. His brothers and sisters didn't have these to eat when they were young." Li Taohua touched Lidong's bald head.

Lin Jingzhe couldn't wait to eat the dumplings one bite at a time.

Lin Xiaoman had just mixed the chili oil, sauce and vinegar when he saw Lin Jingzhe's cheeks were full of it.

She squinted her eyes and tapped her chopsticks, "Brother, it tastes better with sauce."

“It’s delicious even when eaten alone, better than jelly!”

"That's right. Jelly has no meat, but dumplings have both meat and flour. Of course they taste good!" Lin Xiaoman motioned for him to try dipping it in the sauce. "Brother, try it. Maybe you'll like it in the future."

Lin Xiaoman is quite confident in her cooking skills. She used to make her own chili oil, beef sauce, and mushroom sauce. When she made a lot, she would give them away as gifts to her fans through raffles on Weibo or live broadcasts.

The fan feedback was very good.

Many fans left messages wanting to buy it.

However, as a food blogger, she has to spend most of her time racking her brains thinking about scripts and copywriting, and she also has to rush to various places for live broadcasts, so she rarely has time to sit down and do these things.

"Xiaoman!"

Lin Xiaoman was startled by Lin Jingzhe's loud voice, "......"

"Xiao Man, wow, it's so delicious, I didn't know chili oil is this delicious! It's much better than what my mother made!"

Li Taohua didn't believe it. Isn't it just chili oil?

It’s not as exaggerated as my silly son said.

She poured some dipping sauce into her bowl, mixed it, and took a bite of the dumpling.

The sour and spicy taste hits your taste buds all at once, mixed with the tender dumpling skin and juicy meat filling. It's so delicious that you'll jump for joy in one bite.

She stopped talking for a moment.

Isn’t this chili oil better than the one she makes!