I found two bamboo cover curtains from the space, and my hands kept moving. In a short while, I wrapped the dumplings with the two cover curtains. Luo Qiao, the big pot in the kitchen, had already boiled water, and the water was also boiling, just in time, the dumplings were put into it.

The pot was boiled with a cover curtain first, and there were about a hundred. The remaining covered dumplings were prepared to cook and put them in the space for a while.

He left twenty for himself, put all the rest in a small porcelain basin, and took another small bamboo bowl in the space to hold a lot of garlic juice, then walked towards Lu Yichen's house.

When Luo Qiao arrived, Lu Yichen was chopping materials in the yard. Hearing footsteps, he looked up and saw that it was Luo Qiao.

He also knew what happened in the afternoon. He didn't expect that this little girl was quite powerful and didn't let the Zhao family plot. Only by standing up can she not be bullied.

Luo Qiao smiled slightly: "Brother Lu, I'll give you dumplings."

Lu Yichen didn't expect that the little girl really brought him dumplings, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

Luo Qiao walked into the yard and walked towards the kitchen with a familiarity. She also said, "Don't dry your hands, don't dry it. The dumplings will taste hot. I'll go into the kitchen to find a guy to put them out. I have to take the basin back."

I lived in Lu Yichen's house for two days before, and she knew where to put the things. Lu Yichen is a clean person and cleans up everything.

Luo Qiao found a bowl and a bowl to put the dumplings and garlic juice, put the bamboo bowl into the porcelain basin and covered it with gauze. Lu Yichen just finished washing his hands and walked over.

Luo Qiao left the kitchen and saw Lu Yichen coming over: "Brother Lu, eat while it's hot, I'll leave first."

Lu Yichen glanced at the dumplings served in the kitchen, frowned and asked, "Where did you get the white flour?"

Luo Qiao looked outside the yard and said in a low voice: "I went up the mountain this morning to pick some medicinal materials and sent them to the traditional Chinese medicine shop in the town. I got the money and tickets, and thought that I could not eat dumplings and cornmeal.

So I bought some less and it was enough to eat two meals. Well, I won’t tell you anymore, my dumplings are going to be cold, so I’ll leave first.”

Luo Qiao didn't give Lu Yichen another time to ask questions, and after that, she ran away with her basin in her arms.

Lu Yichen sighed with some amusement. Why is he a big man so embarrassed to eat her food? But if he returns the food, it will make the little girl feel uncomfortable. She wants to help her cut some firewood for compensation in the future.

I picked up the chopsticks and picked up a dumpling. Well, it smells good. This little girl is quite good at cooking and is not inferior to the chefs in state-owned hotels.

When Luo Qiao was in college in her previous life, her mother bought an apartment for her near school. She didn't want any traces of outsiders in her private space, so she didn't hire a nanny.

At first, I either ate instant noodles or ordered takeout, but later I was tired of it, so I started to learn how to cook by watching the videos on my phone. Later, one day I went home on holiday because the nanny at home asked for leave temporarily.

I cooked three dishes and one soup by myself. As a result, my parents came back when the meal started and they were eating together. That time, my parents were full of laughter and I was so happy. Since then, she has regarded learning to cook as an important task.

Not only did she learn from videos, she also enrolled in a cooking class. She studied all the eight major cuisines, but she didn't miss the Western cuisine, mid-size, and pastry. It's a pity that she could learn the best.
Chapter completed!