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Chapter 179 Dumplings
"This scent is a bit wrong!" The fat man sniffed his nose. It was a scent from flour. It was different from the steamed scent of steamed stuffed buns. It was the frying scent of dumplings.

"The question is where does this scent come from?" The fat man frowned, and followed the scent directly to the kitchen.

At this time, Nan Chi also followed the scent to the kitchen.

"Father, who's in there?" The fat man pointed to the kitchen and asked.

"I don't know, but this smell is really..." Nan Chi's stomach made a "gurgling" sound.

The fat man and his father approached cautiously, and two pairs of small eyes carefully looked at the things in the kitchen.

"Fang..." Fatty actually saw a familiar figure, and just about to scream, Nan Chi covered Fatty's mouth: "Shhh!"

"I didn't expect Fang Zhixing's son to have such a skill." Nanchi saw something in the pot. This kind of thing is very popular in the north, but also in the south, but in a different situation, it is pot stickers.

Pot stickers and fried dumplings are completely different concepts.

Why do you say that, most of the fried dumplings in the south are actually steamed, before they are oxidized, that is, before the dumpling skin becomes soft and sticky, they are fried once, and the whole skin will be fried golden, so buy fried dumplings in the south , this shop usually also has steamed dumplings.

The pot stickers are different. The pot stickers are rectangular, and they are fried directly in a pan. When frying, some flour water will be added appropriately, so that the fried pot stickers are softer and moderately soft and hard. They are served with some chili vinegar and side dishes. Yes, another bowl of egg soup is simply a supreme enjoyment.

Moreover, the egg soup in the north and south is different again.

The egg soup in the south is fresh, while the egg soup in the north is thick and full of flavor. This kind of egg soup will boil a pot of old soup in advance, and then put an egg in the bottom of the bowl. After stirring well, pour a spoonful of old soup, and then serve Serve with pepper, etc... with pot stickers, pan-fried buns and other food, the beauty is love!

"Father, you can't eat this!" The fat man directly stopped Nan Chi who wanted to break in.

"Everyone has to die, either by misfortune or good food, and I choose good food!" Nan Chi shook off the fat man's hand and squeezed directly into the kitchen.

"Uncle?" Fang Jie was busy frying his own pot stickers and had no time to talk to Nan Chi.

"Hey, are you busy?" Nan Chi narrowed his eyes and said.

"What's wrong?" Fang Jie picked up the pot stickers he ate and asked.

"Well, you can't finish it after frying so much, maybe uncle can help you share some?" Nan Chi asked with a smile.

This is Fang Jie's first time making pot stickers. This is a recipe searched by the system, so I don't know if it is delicious or not.

"Okay, don't blame me if it doesn't taste good!" Fang Jie shrugged.

"No, no, don't worry!" Nan Chi rubbed his hands, picked up Fang Jiefang's chopsticks, and picked them up by himself. Judging by his proficiency, he didn't seem to do this kind of thing once or twice.

"Dad, you can't eat it!" After Fang Jie left, the fat man squeezed in and said.

"Kids, what do you know, don't hinder me from eating!"

"The food made by Fang Jie is really inedible!" The fat man explained anxiously.

There was a crisp sound of "click", and the fat man's father bit off half of the pot stickers in one bite.

"This..." Nan Chi stared at himself in disbelief, and actually smiled happily.

"I told you, the food made by Fang Jie is not edible!" The fat man quickly shook his father, because his back was facing him, the fat man couldn't see Nan Chi's expression at all, he only heard Nan Chi's expression. After saying a single word, the fat man thought that Nanchi was stuck because of East and West Nanchi.

"It's so delicious! It's so delicious that I'm about to cry!" Nan Chi couldn't help but let out a long breath, and then slapped the fat man on the head: "Don't disturb me when I'm eating, it's so delicious Where can I find my stuff, really!"

Nan took one bite and swallowed the rest in his mouth, his eyes filled with happiness!
"Impossible, absolutely impossible, just explain that the barbecue can roast black charcoal and make food for people?" The fat man strengthened his belief.

"Don't get in the way!" Nan Chi felt that such delicacies should be sat down and enjoyed, instead of standing in the kitchen, and there is a bastard who keeps disturbing him, which is a disappointment!

The fat man obediently made way for his father.

"Is it possible that Fang Jie poisoned the food? An addictive poison?" The fat man muttered: "If that's the case, what should we do?"

"Is it possible that the food made by Fang Jie is really delicious?" Another thought came to the fat man's mind.

The bloody hen that flashed in my mind, and the barbecue that was burned into black charcoal...

The smell of the pot stickers kept rising from the pot, rushing towards the fat man's nose...

Seeing the last potsticker in the pot, the fat man felt a little overwhelmed: the big deal is to wash his stomach, I'm afraid of a fart!Deliciousness and life cannot have both, my fat man chooses deliciousness!

The fat man pinched the last potsticker with his hands, and regardless of whether the potsticker just came out of the pot was hot, he closed his eyes, showing an expression of death, and put the potsticker directly into his mouth.

"Hiss..." Fatty's face turned red.

"Fuck, it's so delicious!" The fat man's taste buds kept spinning in the delicious food, as if his whole soul had sunk into the sea, caught in one wave after another. This was his , the most delicious dumplings I have ever eaten in my life...no, pot stickers!
When the fat man chewed the pot stickers into pieces and swallowed them into his belly, the enjoyment brought by the pot stickers began to fade at this moment...

"Potstickers...delicious...where are my delicious potstickers!" When the fat man woke up from the illusion of deliciousness, he hurriedly searched in the pot, but no matter how the fat man searched, there was no trace of another potsticker in the pot.

"No, I just ate one of such delicious things! Didn't this kill my fat man!" Was he a culinary idiot before, but... at this moment, Fang Jie has turned into the God of Cookery in Fatty's heart, the lighthouse on the coast, the signpost on the hopeful road, the helmsman of the boat... guiding himself forward.

And Fang Jie, who had brought out the pot stickers a long time ago, was already sitting on the table, sharing this meal from the north with Xiao Xingzi and Xiao BianDian.

"Is it delicious?" Fang Jie washed his hands and saw that Xiao Xingzi was already sitting in front of the table eating pot stickers.

"It's delicious..." Xiao Xingzi narrowed her eyes happily, her hands couldn't stop. She didn't expect the food made by brother Fang Jie to be so delicious!

Even the little sage on the table raised the potsticker in his hand with his paws, his slightly squinted eyes and that unstoppable smile had already betrayed it deeply.

"Ahhhhhhh..." Xiao BuDian yelled twice after eating the pot stickers.

"You mean chili sauce?" With a systematic translation, Fang Xie understood the meaning of Xiao Budian.

"Hmm!" The little one nodded vigorously.

"You know how to enjoy yourself so much, are you really worthy of this skin on your body?"

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