Daming: The system rejected my request for salted fish

But she herself didn't know why, but when she heard Wei Wu wanted to eat dumplings, she remembered it.

Looking at the dumplings she had made with her own hands, Zhu Yuxuan suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment.

Then the second one, the third one, their movements became more and more skillful, and they produced more and more finished products.

In the end, more than 30 dumplings with beautiful appearance and uniform size were wrapped.

At this moment, a maidservant suddenly appeared outside the kitchen door.

"Sister Yuxuan, the young master is back and has gone back to the main house."

Upon hearing the words of the maid, Zhu Yuxuan immediately became flustered.

Ten minutes later, Zhu Yuxuan looked at more than thirty dumplings as white and tender as jade in front of her.

Satisfied, he left the kitchen with the plate.

After Zhu Yuxuan left, two plastic bags that did not belong to this era fell to the ground where she was sitting.

One of the black bags had a line of Indian characters printed on it, which meant death, devil, and pervert.

Another red bag had hot pot base written on it.

When Zhu Yuxuan arrived at the house, he saw Wei Wu as soon as he walked in with a plate in his hand.

"Master, please try this. These dumplings are made by me."

Hearing Zhu Yuxuan's voice, Wei Wu raised his head and looked at the plate in her hand with a happy expression.

In fact, Wei Wu had already prepared himself mentally, thinking that it might be a pot of wild vegetable noodle soup.

However, after seeing the real thing, he was still somewhat surprised.

The dumplings made by Zhu Yuxuan were unexpectedly delicate, and not a single one in the whole plate was broken.

Each one has an exquisite shape, smooth lines, and some curled edges can be seen at the edges.

Wei Wu couldn't help but ask.

"Yuxuan, did you wrap all these by yourself?"

"Yes, Master, is it not wrapped well?"

"It's really well-made. I didn't expect you to have such a skillful hand! Come, eat with the young master!"

After saying that, Wei Wu pulled Zhu Yuxuan to sit down together, then picked up the chopsticks and picked up a dumpling.

Just as he was about to put it in his mouth, he saw that Zhu Yuxuan didn't move his chopsticks, so he passed it to him.

"Come, Yuxuan, you've worked hard. The workers should eat one first."

Zhu Yuxuan smiled shyly, but still opened her little mouth and took a small bite.

I have to say, pure natural wild vegetables are fragrant. You can smell the fragrance as soon as the dumpling skin is broken.

Worried that Zhu Yuxuan would be shy, Wei Wu didn't eat half of the dumpling and put it on her plate.

Then he couldn't wait to pick one up and put it in his mouth. In an instant... the smile on his face froze.

He stared at the half that Zhu Yuxuan had left, and tasted the one in his mouth.

This thing... is a wild vegetable???

The taste is wrong! Why does it taste like that bag of Death Devil perverted spicy strips that I dare not eat!

As I was thinking about it, an unbearable spicy sensation suddenly burst out from my taste buds.

With a click, the chopsticks in Wei Wu's hand fell onto the table.

Then I saw him holding his head with his hands in claw shape, his fingertips pressing against his face and slowly sliding down.

The exploding feeling in his mouth that went straight to his soul made his eyes roll back.

At this moment, Wei Wu had an illusion of despair about life.

But Zhu Yuxuan was still holding her cheeks, looking at him with eyes full of expectation.

"Master, are the dumplings I made delicious?"

“It’s so… so… delicious…”

Wei Wu had just recovered from his shock when he heard Zhu Yuxuan's words.

What could he say? Nothing at all, he could only answer with a stiff upper lip.

Then he continued in a hoarse voice:

"Yuxuan~ What's the filling in these dumplings?"

"Wild vegetables! I went out with the cook to buy them today. They are so fresh."

Wild vegetables? ?

Hearing this word, Wei Wu immediately looked at the half dumpling in Zhu Yuxuan's hand.

There’s nothing wrong with it, it’s indeed wild vegetables. Could it be... that I’m hallucinating?

Just as he was thinking about it, Zhu Yuxuan picked up the half dumpling and put it into his mouth, his eyes narrowed.