Back to that night, she flirted with the cold-faced rough man

Chapter 569

What everyone mainly fights for is half a pig, and you can cut the meat into the part you want.

The wives of the soldiers cut the meat into pieces that were 70% fat and 30% lean. The fattier pork belly and front elbow meat were quickly cut away.

After a little thought, Bai Ying chose to cook lean meat that was more to her liking. The leanest meat was the tenderloin.

Being too fat is not her style.

After working hard on something, you have to eat some yourself, and Shen Ao doesn't like eating fatty meat.

After Bai Ying finished cutting the meat, when she went to get the rest of the side dishes, she found that the relatively scarce green beans and celery were gone, leaving only two handfuls of picked leeks, both of which were a little wilted.

She and Wen Shuyu each took a handful of leeks.

In addition, there were two mackerel left next to it. No one else knew what Yuan Xuemei was thinking. She was supposed to make dumplings, so why put fish next to it? It wasn't like she was going to roast fish.

It smells so fishy and it's really stinking.

Bai Ying's eyes lit up.

Got it!

She knows what filling to use!

Take two mackerel.

Qiao Xiaoling, who was kneading dough nearby, saw this and sneered, "The Bai family always says you can cook, but I think you're just a name for nothing! The meat you cut is all lean, and you even used two stinky fish. How can you make a good filling?"

Bai Ying was not annoyed, but just watched Qiao Xiaoling's actions with a smile.

"I haven't even mixed the filling yet, and you're already saying bad things about me. Whether I'm good or not is another matter, but your dough-mixing skills are really not that good."

is not that right?

Qiao Xiaoling had never done any housework in the Bai family's old house before, so how could she cook?

Even if Yang's mother had received two days of emergency training, she would not have taken the precious white flour to harm her.

Therefore, Qiao Xiaoling learned how to knead dough from the military wives who were competing nearby.

It looks easy, but it is difficult to do it.

People just pour the flour into a basin, add appropriate amount of water, and mix it with their hands for a few seconds to make a smooth and round white dough.

But it was not the same when Qiao Xiaoling did it.

She added flour when there was too much water, and added water when there was too much flour. The dumpling dough was always in a non-Newtonian liquid state. It didn't stick to the pot but only to her hands, and it just couldn't take shape.

Qiao Xiaoling was so angry!

Just when she picked up the cloth bag and was about to pour the remaining dry noodles into the basin, something unexpected happened -

No face?!

Qiao Xiaoling emptied the bag and not a single grain of flour fell out.

Her eyes were wide open, her face full of disbelief.

How can I make dumplings if the dough is not shaped?

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"Puch!"

Bai Ying couldn't hold it in any longer and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Qiao Xiaoling immediately said angrily: "You are laughing at me!"

"I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at the puppy."

"......you!"

Qiao Xiaoling stamped her feet in anger and gritted her teeth, "Alright, just try to make some face time with me. I don't believe you can be any better than me!"