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Chapter 17: Everyone makes dumplings together

Seeing that it was noon, Lin Muran was ready to take these slaves home first, and make a big meal for everyone to eat, seeing that these people were all seriously malnourished! Then he said to Matthews, "Matthews, then I'll take them to me first."

"Okay." Matthews agreed, but added, "Listen to the President and His Excellency Sheehan, your cooking is very good!" "

"...... Matthews, are you free at noon, and if you are free, you can come to my house and have a light meal. "If you want to rub and eat, just say it, don't be so tactful!"

"I'm free!" Matthews returned to the Word with joy, and let him see what the President and His Excellency Sheehan said were the supreme delicacy of the world.

Lin Muran returned home with more than twenty slaves and Matthews, but Xuanyuan Yan was not at home at this time. Lin Muran arranged for more than two dozen slaves to rest in the side hall, while Matthews stayed in the large living room. If Haley and them stay with Matthews, I'm afraid Haley and they won't be very comfortable.

Lin Muran walked into the kitchen, locked the door, and took out a few snacks that had been made before with his mind. In order not to attract attention, they took out several pastries that were easy to store, simple, and filling their stomachs to Haley and them, and even took into account the ulcers in their mouths, and chose softer pastries. It is full of purple sweet potato muffins, black sesame walnut steamed buns, milk sausage buns, creamy open puffs and classic pineapple bread.

Haley and they all watched Lin Muran go in and out, and then the tea table in the side hall was full of delicious and sweet pastries, and their stomachs were "grumbling", and the five children couldn't help but want to catch them. But Lin Muran did not speak, and everyone did not dare to make any moves.

After Lin Muran put the last brewed green tea and teacup on the table, he saw that everyone did not move, and then said: "Let's pad your stomach first, and then use lunch later."

"Thank you, Mr. Lin." As soon as Lin Muran's voice fell, everyone eagerly walked towards the table as if listening to the stormtrooper. But everyone agreed to bring some snacks to the five children and eat them themselves.

On Matthews's side, considering that lunch was about to be served, and Matthews was definitely not hungry for a long time, he just brought a cream opening puff and a plate of fragrant milk biscuits, accompanied by a cup of green tea.

Lin Muran thought that there were also a lot of people at noon, so he considered doing something simple and easy to do. It just so happened that the weather was also very hot, so I first boiled a large pot of mung bean winter melon soup, which is a must! The staple food is dumplings, and the diet of the Maya continent is closer to the Western diet, so this is very novel. Holding Haley and five other female slaves, a large group of people nestled in the kitchen, chopping and chopping, kneading flour of flour, rolling dumpling wrappers of rolling dumplings. Lin Muran was responsible for stir-frying the filling and handing everyone how to make dumplings, after all, it was relatively simple, so everyone tried to wrap one or two, and they all learned.

The filling is prepared with crab paste and seafood flavor of shrimp, meat trap of cabbage beef, leek pork, shiitake mushroom chicken, and vegetarian filling of tofu vermicelli and cabbage.

Matthews saw that the kitchen was busy and couldn't help but be interested, so he approached the kitchen. As a high-ranking pharmacist, Matthews would not set foot in the kitchen, which was inconsistent with his noble status. But looking at Lin Muran and these slaves talking and laughing, the atmosphere was very relaxed, and they were all making a food that looked good.

"Matthews, are you going to try it?" Lin Muran looked at Matthews outside the kitchen door and said.

"Well, no." Matthews still wouldn't go into the kitchen.

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Ten minutes later, Matthews had rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands, and buried his head in his wrap. Still don't ask Lin Muran what to do with this exposed trap, and still take the dumplings that he wrapped, and compare them with the dumplings wrapped by other people, and he is very satisfied with taking a strange shape of dumplings.

So, it was almost lunchtime, Xuanyuan Yan returned, along with Raz Chilley and Fred Sheehan. When the three came in, they found that there were many more people in the house, and after looking at the slaves in the side hall, they thought that these should be the people Lin Muran brought back to help him farm. I also found that the kitchen was very lively at the moment, so the three of them moved to the kitchen and saw a few people with white faces on their faces, making the ingots dumplings they ate that day. Even Matthews was among them!

So the three of them couldn't help but look at it for a while, and the result of this more look was that there were three more people making dumplings in the end.

"Haha, old boy, look at the dumplings you wrapped, all show the filling!"

"I want you to take care of it, you look at your one, flat, I don't expect it at a glance, who wants to eat it!"

"........." Lin Muran looked at the three people who joined speechlessly, they were here to make trouble, right? That plate has a three-person bag, strange shape not to mention, filling outsourcing, is that Superman underwear outside? And there are three leather bags together, what is that, what is it! When something with a face and a trapped into a round unknown object appeared in front of Lin Muran's eyes, Lin Muran finally couldn't help but roar: "Master, guild president, take Yan to the living room and sit down!" You just have to be responsible for eating!

So when someone's small universe broke out, the three people who had always a super strong sense of existence also carried the pastries and tea that Lin Muran took out first and went to the living room to grow mushrooms.

The dumplings were originally going to be eaten, Lin Muran wanted to arrange Haley and them to the big long table in the restaurant to eat together, but think about it, this is no longer the earth, this is the Mayan continent, with its own civilization, but also has its own unwritten conventions! Obviously, it is not in line with these conventions for slaves to eat at the same table as the painter and His Excellency Sheehan!

Therefore, Haley and more than twenty of them were still arranged in the side hall. Lin Muran first prepared all the seasonings, cooked the dumplings of the other five of them, and served them to the table, while Haley and their dumplings let the five women cook by themselves.

Although the dumplings made today are not as delicate as the dim sum ingots that day. However, the aroma of various ingredients is still mouthwatering. Everyone is used to eating knives and forks, and Lin Muran will definitely not be able to teach everyone to use chopsticks, an artifact for eating Chinese food, in one fell swoop. So when dipping the seasoning, Fred Sheehan sandwiches the dumplings in the seasoning bowl, and then there is a spoon and fork to separate the dumplings from the filling, and then eat them in turn. Lin Muran was happy for a while, and quickly stopped it: "Master, this dumpling doesn't need to be eaten like this, you just need to fork it with a fork, dip it in seasoning, and eat it with the skin and the trap." "I also showed it to Fred Sheehan once.

"I like to eat like that!" Fred Sheehan couldn't help but blush, and although he was unconvinced to say so, the movements on his hands changed, and he no longer separated the skin and collapsed.

Several people were interested in the various flavors of dumplings cooked and ate their own portions. And Haley and they are not to mention, even before becoming slaves, they have never eaten such delicious food, let alone after becoming slaves, hungry and full, eating even worse food, delicious dumplings eat even their tongues almost swallow. Because when several women taught them to cook dumplings, several women saw Lin Muran taste the dumplings and knew how to dip the seasoning to eat, and they all told others that there was no funny way to eat like Fred Sheehan.

When everyone finished eating the dumplings, Lin Muran served everyone mung bean winter melon soup to clear the taste in his mouth.