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Chapter 172: 172 Dumplings

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    The third watch, did my hard work impress you all?

    "Okay, then I'll go to sleep, and Brother Jingze will go to work if he has something to do."

    "It's okay, don't be polite to me."

    Zhang Hongmei didn't fall asleep, but lay on the bed with her eyes closed. The room was extremely quiet, and she just closed her eyes to rest her mind.

    When the time came, Liu Jingze stood up and looked at Zhang Hongmei lying on his bed, "Hongmei's time is up, get up and wash your face to wake up."

    Zhang Hongmei sat up and washed her face with the water saved by Liu Jingze for two days, then put on her satchel and went to the examination room.

    Liu Jingze also washed his head and face with water, which he saved for two days.  You can't save money.

    After the two subjects in the afternoon, Liu Jingze was still waiting at the door.

    Zhang Hongmei bid farewell to Song Zigan, and the two went home together.

    ? Back home, Zhang Hongmei was in charge of cooking, and Liu Jingze was sweeping the yard.

    In the kitchen, thinking about Liu Jingze's appetite, Zhang Hongmei cooked two ladles of noodles, took out a piece of five-jin bacon, cut it in half, and took out two green onions.

    I washed the bacon back and forth several times, for fear that the stuffing would become salty after a while.

    "Brother Jingze, have you finished scanning?"

    "What's wrong?"

    "The hard work is yours, and you chop the meat. I hate this job the most."

    "Okay! Leave it to me."

    Now that it's cold, Liu Jingze feels very warm when the two of them are in the kitchen. Every time he cooks in the kitchen, he will think of this scene.

    "Red plums, just meat, is too extravagant."

    "I also feel extravagant, but I have nothing else but a good meal."

    "I really have to thank Hongmei."

    Liu Jingze chopped the minced meat, and Zhang Hongmei seasoned it when he came. This is rib plate, there are fat and thin, and the skin of the meat is not chopped inside, so Zhang Hongmei decided to stir-fry the minced meat in the pot, which is more fragrant and does not need oil.

    As for the oil pan, it is not bad to make a pot of pot stickers for a while.  In this way, the kangs in the two houses were burned.

    "Brother Jingze, light up the fire, just a little soft wood, and I'll stir-fry the meat stuffing."

    "okay."

    The aroma filled the whole kitchen, Zhang Hongmei asked Liu Jingze to turn off the fire, chopped up two scallions by herself, waited for a while for the minced meat to cool, took it out, added the minced green onions and stirred evenly.

    "Hongmei, I can learn how to roll dumpling wrappers."

    "No, I can do it myself, I'll wrap it up in a while!"

    Liu Jingze put the table on top of the panel, and moved two small benches to the side.

    Zhang Hongmei made dumplings really quickly, Liu Jingze watched and chatted with her.

    "Hongmei, we don't take the exam until the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month. After that, I will go to Haishi. Do you want to come together?"

    "No, Uncle Zhang wrote to say that he will come to celebrate the New Year, so I will be at home. Are you planning to celebrate the New Year in Haishi?"

    "Maybe, not necessarily." In fact, it was already planned to celebrate the New Year in Haishi.

    "Hongmei, have you made up your mind?"

    "What are you thinking about?"

    "Just go to Capital University?"

    "Brother Jingze, don't you think it's too early to think about it? I'm not going to be a sophomore in high school?"

    "Hongmei, how did you do in the exam today?"

    "It should be good, what's wrong?"

    "I will go to school tomorrow morning, and you will come with me. Let's go to our teacher and see if you can go directly to the second year of high school?"

    "Can this be done?"

    "Just ask if you don't? But if you agree, I guess the premise is that you have to score above 90 in all four subjects."

    "It's fine, I'll ask tomorrow, if it's possible, then I should be the youngest sophomore in high school. Hee hee!"

    "Yes, you are still too young, you are only twelve years old during Chinese New Year?"

    "Well, a thirteen-year-old college student? Thinking about it is pretty good."

    "Hehe, you are really confident."

    "That's right, I have read half of the textbooks for the second year of high school. Don't worry, I just feel that I am too young and want to stay at home for a few more years, but I feel that high school is also in the city. Although it is closer to home than the capital, it is the same.  leave home."

    "Yes, that's the right way to think about it. I'll go to the capital to make preparations. When the time comes, I can be your guide when you go."

    "Okay, then Capital University."

    Liu Jingze smiled happily.

    The work in Zhang Hongmei's hands did not slow down as the two chatted. At this time, the dumplings were about to be finished.

    "Brother Jingze, light the fire and put four scoops of water into the pot."

      Zhang Hongmei cleaned up the table and took off the panel, leaving only three big dumplings.

    Liu Jingze had already lit the fire to cook the dumplings.

    "Brother Jingze, light the frying pan as well, let's make two plates of pot stickers."

    Liu Jingze means to fight wherever he is, and to do whatever he is asked to do.

    Thirty dumplings were put into the oil pan, and half a bowl of water was put in, and the pot was covered.

    "I'll light the fire, I'm afraid you'll burn if it burns too much."

    After a few minutes, the fragrance wafts out.  Zhang Hongmei slowly turned the heat to low, and the water in the other pot was about to boil.

    When the pot stickers and dumplings were on the table, the two couldn't wait to eat them.

    Although there are no other seasonings, the seasoning is applied when the meat itself is marinated, so the dumplings are very fragrant.

    Liu Jingze loves potstickers more, and Zhang Hongmei made a total of 30 potstickers, "Brother Jingze, you eat all the potstickers you like, but I still like dumplings."

    "Then I won't be polite, the pot stickers are so delicious, not mushy yet crisp."

    "Hehe, eat slowly."

    Zhang Hongmei stopped after eating ten dumplings and two pot stickers, but Liu Jingze ate all the pot stickers and ate ten dumplings.

    "Actually, I can still eat it, but I don't eat it, because I'm afraid I'll feel uncomfortable if I eat too much at night."

    "It's okay, let's fry dumplings tomorrow morning. It's not worse than pot stickers."

    After dinner, Liu Jingze took the initiative to copy the table, wash the dishes and sweep the floor.

    Zhang Hongmei put out two bowls of dumpling soup and put it aside, drink it later, the original soup will turn into the original food.

    Afterwards, clean the pot, turn on the water, heat it, and wash for a while before going to sleep.

    It's almost eight o'clock, and after washing up, they went to bed.

    In the morning, Zhang Hongmei fried 50 dumplings, and put more than 50 dumplings in the lunch box, and brought them back to Liu Jingze later.

    "Hongmei, let's go to school together later and listen to what our teacher has to say."

    "Okay, let's eat first."

    Liu Jingze was full again, "Hongmei, I feel that I am very happy now."

    "I really don't have ideals, can I be happy after eating dumplings?"

    "Hehe, it's good to have no ideals."

    Liu Jingze took Zhang Hongmei to find his head teacher, who was also the vice principal of the school.

    "Teacher, this is from our village. He took the exam yesterday. His name is Zhang Hongmei."

    "Oh, you are Zhang Hongmei. That's right. Except for Chinese, you have lost two points and the other three subjects are full marks. Only when you see me will you know that you are a little girl."

    "Hello teacher!"

    "Teacher, see if you can let her skip a grade. She has read half of her sophomore books."

    "Oh? Have you read all the textbooks for the second year of high school?"

    "is teacher."

    "Then I will test you first. If you pass my test, I will go to the principal and tell you to give you a chance."

    "Thank you, teacher." Zhang Hongmei felt nervous looking at the kind-hearted old man, and Liu Jingze patted her hand.

    Song Shouxin took out a senior high school math paper and ticked off two questions "I will give you ten minutes." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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