The Immortal King has a farming system (Quick Transmigration)

Chapter 727 Making Dumplings

On this day, when Yang Sanshui and his friends got up, they found that his eldest brother had already prepared breakfast, and there were only two bowls of porridge.

Green vegetable and lean meat porridge and pumpkin and red date porridge.

There are no steamed buns, no vegetables, only porridge.

Yang Sanshui: "Brother"

Yang Sanshui: "Don't you have any steamed buns or pickles?"

Yun Mo: "You guys ate spicy food yesterday, give your stomach a rest this morning."

Yun Mo: "I'll make dumplings for you at noon."

Yang Sanshui: "You make the filling?"

Yun Mo: “Yes”

Yang Sanshui rubbed his stomach with his eyes shining. Yang Sanshui: "Hey, I have a treat today."

He hasn't eaten the food cooked by his elder brother for a long time, especially after he learned how to cook, his elder brother almost never goes into the kitchen.

Yang Sanshui had long wanted to eat the food cooked by his elder brother.

Yun Mo: "Hurry up and eat"

Yun Mo: "After dinner, I will take you to school"

Yun Mo: "You can eat dumplings when you come back from school at noon."

Yang Sanshui and Yang Miaomiao hurried to wash their faces and brush their teeth. Little Lu Kuci walked with his short legs and smiled so lewdly that it was simply unbearable to look at.

After dinner, Yun Mo asked Xiao Lu Kuci to take care of Santu. He, Yang Sanshui and Yang Miaomiao put on rubber shoes, picked up their cotton shoes, and walked through the deep and shallow snow to send them to school.

Their classmates were envious. They had all come this far on their own, while Yang Sanshui and his sister were the only ones who were brought here by their brother. Those without brothers envied them, but when the brothers compared themselves, they were immediately overwhelmed. There was no comparison. Yun Mo returned home, and Old Lady Yang had already arrived.

Yun Mo: "Grandma, why did you come here when it's snowing so heavily?"

Old Lady Yang: "I'm worried about Santu, so I came to check on him."

Yun Mo: "Grandma, it's snowing heavily these days. Why don't you stay at my place and stop running back and forth?"

Old Lady Yang: “That won’t work.”

Old Lady Yang: "I have a son. If he lives with you, your uncle will be criticized and accused of being unfilial."

Yun Mo: “It’s not that serious.”

Yun Mo: "Just stay for a few days and then go back. No one will say anything."

Old Lady Yang: “No, no”

Old Mrs. Yang kept waving her hands.

Old Lady Yang: "Your second aunt is still pregnant and has been vomiting a lot recently. She can't stand the smell of cooking fumes. I have to go back to cook for her."

Yun Mo: "Okay then." Yun Mo: "I'll take you there at noon today."

Yun Mo: "Please don't refuse, otherwise I wouldn't dare let you come. It's snowing so heavily and the roads are slippery. I'm worried about you being alone."

Old Lady Yang: “OK”

Yun Mo: "Then I'll have to trouble you to take care of Sanmu and Santu."

Yun Mo: "Sanshui was clamoring for dumplings this morning, and I still have some frozen meat."

Yun Mo: "I happen to be free today, so I'm going to make some more dumplings for them to freeze."

Old Lady Yang: “OK”

Old Lady Yang: "You are free to take care of them. I will take care of them."

Yun Mo: “Hey”

Yun Mo went to the kitchen, closed the door, and took out ten pounds of pork from the space. He peeled the pig skin himself, washed the meat and cut it into small pieces. Then he looked at the lard on his hand and threw away the knife.

Then he turned his Qi into a sword and "chopped" the ten pounds of meat into stuffing in one second.

He put the minced meat into a basin and covered it with a lid, then opened the kitchen door, pierced a hole in the pig skin, tied it with a hemp rope and hung it on the kitchen window.

After doing all this, he took the basin and went to the backyard. His house was built together with Lu Kuci's homestead. Because there were two houses' homesteads, the yard was relatively large, especially the backyard, which was designated as a vegetable garden by Yun Mo.

He built a frame with bamboo and filled the gaps with corn stalks and wheat straw, and a not-so-good greenhouse was created.

Common vegetables and side dishes such as spinach, celery, leeks, shallots, scallions, garlic sprouts, and ginger are grown there.

Yunmo picked a basin of celery leaves, cut two leeks, and plucked a handful of spring onions. Before leaving, he gave the vegetables a hint of wood to nourish them. He mixed the dumplings with celery, leeks, and spring onions, and then added a leek and egg filling, for a total of four fillings.

After preparing the dumpling filling, he brought out the dough he had prepared for breakfast in the morning. There was a large bowl of noodles. He pinched his fingers with his magic spell, and the noodles in the bowl automatically turned into round dumpling wrappers of the same size and thickness.

Old Mrs. Yang carried Yang Sanmu on her back and wanted to come over to help. As soon as she arrived at the kitchen door, she saw dumpling wrappers flying in the air. The dumpling fillings were automatically divided into appropriate sizes and fell on the dumpling wrappers. Then it seemed as if an invisible hand in the air pinched them, and the dumplings were made. Then they fell one by one on the table, and were covered with frost as soon as they fell.

Old Mrs. Yang was silent for a moment, then silently closed the kitchen door, muttering to herself: I didn't see anything.

Yun Mo in the kitchen curled the corners of his lips slightly.