Chapter 2242: I think I can eat more

  Porridge with preserved egg and lean meat first appetized, seeing the white, tender, swollen soup bag, Syndra became more and more looking forward to it.
   "It looks so elastic." Winnessa stretched out a finger and poked the soup bag lightly. The soup bag shuddered slightly and shook it gently. It felt soft, but not tenacious.
  "How should I eat such a rich soup in a thin skin?" Sindra looked at the soup bag that seemed to burst at any time, a little embarrassed.
   "Let me Kangkang." Winnessa opened the menu and quickly found the column for filling soup dumplings. There was indeed a row of ‘how to eat’ written in small letters below.
"Use chopsticks to gently pick up the small bumps on the top of the soup bag, transfer the soup bag to your own shallow soup bowl, and then gently bite open a skylight at the diagonally upward position with your mouth, wait for the soup to be warm, sip Suck the soup, and then eat thin skin and minced meat."
While reading, Winnessa learned to pick up a soup dumpling. The swollen soup dumpling was stretched out and looked like it would burst at any time, but she held it tenaciously and successfully transferred to the shallow bowl in front of her. in.
   "Success!" Winnessa exclaimed in surprise and exhaled at the same time.
  I didn’t expect this thin translucent skin to be so tough.
Syndra looked funny, and she picked up the chopsticks and carefully clipped a soup bag into her bowl. The emotion of fear that it would break or fall on the table made her clenched tightly. Raised another fist.
  The two waited for a while with big eyes and small eyes. Syndra, who was overwhelmed with saliva, stretched out her finger and touched the skin of the bun, feeling warm, and said: "It seems to be OK."
  Speaking, she leaned down and took a small bite on the soup bag.
  The plump soup came out from the small mouth immediately.
   Hiss! ! !
  Hot your mouth!
  The soup dumplings just out of the oven, although the thin and pliable dough has become slightly warm, the soup inside is still hot.
  I opened my mouth and bit, and the delicious soup poured into my mouth.
  The fragrance of crab yellow is fascinating, and the soup is so delicious that it instantly disarms the taste buds and makes people want to stop.
  As for the feeling of burning mouth, it has been completely suppressed by the deliciousness before it can ferment.
  After a while, the soup is almost ready, I picked up the remaining bun skin and meat filling and took a bite.
  The noodles are rubbery, and the juicy meatballs are not fat or greasy, and the mouth is smooth. With the taste of crabmeat and crab roe, Sindra's eyebrows are stretched and straight up.
  If the preserved egg and lean meat porridge is an appetizing dessert, then this soup dumpling is full of meat and fragrant, delicious to the ultimate, let her experience the grace of food and the joy of living.
  Yes, only by living can you experience such amazing food.
  You can taste the delicacy of the broth, the flexibility of the pasta, and the full sense of meat.
  A small soup dumpling, which incorporates the chef’s ingenuity, can bring such a unique experience to the guests, which really makes her feel interesting.
  She even had some desire to explore in her heart, she wanted to see for herself how this soup dumpling was made and how the thick meaty aroma was poured into the thin dough.
  As her identity, she has never been in the kitchen in her life, let alone cooking herself.
   Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile and shook her head.
"Hmm! This is delicious too! Mr. Mai secretly made such a delicious breakfast with me behind his back." The Winnessa who sat opposite also ate a soup pouch, his mouth glowing with oil. He said with excitement and amazement.
  A cage of delicious soup dumplings brought surprise and hope to the tired and sad mother and daughter, and even made them forget their sadness for a while.
  After all, there are so many beautiful things in life, right?
  Sip the soup, chew on the minced meat and bun wrappers, and taste the delicacies that can't be eaten in Luodu Palace.
   "Goooo."
The maid next to    swallowed and looked away as much as possible.
  As the queen’s personal court lady, she is professionally trained and will never be greedy even in the face of the delicacies of mountains and seas.
  But today, watching the queen and the princess eating this soup dumpling, smelling the scent of crab roe and meat, she was easily broken.
   "What kind of fairy taste is this! Even the various delicacies delivered to the harem every day by the imperial chefs have never given her such an impact.
  Of course, the more important thing is the feeling of curiosity.
  What is the taste of the soup dumpling with such a magical fragrance?
  What's the difference between your soup wrapped in thin skin and ordinary broth?
Winnessa bit open the third soup bag, leaned over and took a sip, looked up, just saw a dough held in the kitchen, and then holding a kitchen knife in one hand, brushing the dough. .
  The noodles flew out of the dough, like whitebait leaped into the hot soup pot, and the knife fell with the hand, almost in a line.
  Winesa didn’t want to let go of the bun in her mouth, but she still stretched out her finger to remind Syndra to look in the direction of the kitchen.
  Sindra turned her head to look, and her eyes were also a little surprised.
  Meg cuts the noodles, this scene looks like an artistic performance, his movements are skillful and natural, his expression is calm, but his eyes are piercing.
  After a while, the last piece of dough jumped into the pot. He put away the knife, put down the dough, and picked up the spoon to get busy again.
   Soon, McGonagall walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of braised beef scalpel noodles and put it in front of Winnessa.
  A piece of beef covered the entire bowl of noodles, and at first glance, it added a sense of satisfaction.
   "Boss Mai, is this meat specially added to me?" Winnessa asked when she looked up at McGonagall, her eyes shining with stars.
   "No, every guest is like this." McGonagall shook his head.
   "I can't even make girls happy." Winnessa curled her lips, she was a straight steel man.
   "But I added an egg to the record." McGonagall said with a smile, and turned to the kitchen.
  Winnessa took the chopsticks and pushed the beef away, and a fried golden egg was revealed, and a sweet smile appeared on her face.
  She took a small bowl, first filled Syndra with a bowl of shredded noodles, and spooned two spoons of braised beef into a version of shredded noodles.
   "I'm full..." Syndra's words came to her lips, and Winnessa fed a piece of braised beef.
  The tender braised pork is almost instant in the mouth, but without losing its chewiness. The aroma of the beef has been fully activated by the seasoning. The more you chew, the more fragrant, intertwined into a long aftertaste, which is fascinating.
   "I think I can eat a little more." Syndra broke the bowl and picked up a slice of noodles.
  The snow-like noodles of white jade are much wider than the usual noodles, and they are not uniform squares, but in the shape of willow leaves. The sides are slightly thin, the middle is slightly thick, and the edges are sharp.