"Okay." Jiang Linxian said, and then took a knife on the stove.
Prepare a clean basin, fill it with water, place a complete piece of tofu in the water, and Jiang Linxian begins to carve slowly.
With the skill of ghost hand, Jiang Linxian is very familiar with carving with a knife.
The little paper man stood outside the basin, carefully observing Jiang Linxian's every move.
Jiang Linxian carves meticulously. Perfectionism and obsessive-compulsive disorder make him very devoted, and every cut needs to be close to perfection.
Fortunately, he has the skill of ghost hands, otherwise he may not be able to complete such detailed work.
Two hours later, after Jiang Linxian made the last stroke, he stretched his hands out of the basin.
He wiped the water stains from his hands, put down the knife, and asked the little paper man in front of him: "How is it? Are you satisfied with this work?"
After the little paper man circled around the basin a few times, he couldn't help but praise: "Perfect, simply perfect!"
"I didn't expect you to have such skill."
At this moment, in the basin, a white lotus flower full of vitality lies quietly on the bottom of the water, lifelike and like a living thing.
"This is a basic skill." Jiang Linxian said, "Besides carving, what other uses do my hands have?"
"What about?" the little paper man asked curiously. He was full of curiosity and admiration for Jiang Linxian's hands.
"My hands are called women's hands. Do you know why?" Jiang Linxian said deceptively.
"I don't know." The little paper man looked at Jiang Linxian's fair and slender palms and shook his head: "Is it because your hands are so beautiful that they are more attractive to women?"
"You're half right." Jiang Linxian nodded: "But you haven't fully explained it yet."
"Then tell me about it." The little paper man said curiously: "Maybe I will be able to develop hands like yours in the future. This is my dream as a chef."
"You're still young, it's not good for you to tell me." Jiang Linxian didn't want to say any more: "Can you give me the recipe fragments now?"
The little paper man didn't ask any further questions. He took out the recipe fragments from his waist and handed them to Jiang Linxian.
This fragment shows a small line of words: Note: Untrained female hands are required to make dumplings.
Jiang Linxian wondered, what kind of strange note is this?
Is there such a strange request to eat a dumpling?
Putting aside distracting thoughts, Jiang Linxian put together the recipe completely. He sent messages to Qian Duolai and Ye Rousheng on his mobile phone, and they soon came to him.
"Brother Jiang, what's going on?" Qian Duolai asked.
"I have found the recipe. You can take a look. Except for the three-spice and hundred-flavor rice, the other ingredients have been gathered." Jiang Linxian handed the recipe to them, and they returned it to Jiang Linxian after reading it.
"Brother Jiang, how should we prepare the three-flavor and hundred-flavor rice?" Qian Duolai asked.
"I have found out clearly that the three-spice and hundred-flavored rice was stolen by a thief, and that thief was probably the murderer who killed the player last night." Jiang Linxian explained, telling them what the young master told him.
"Tonight we will wait for that little paper man to come out and catch him."
The two couldn't help but nodded.
Jiang Linxian cast his gaze on Ye Rousheng, looked him up and down, and asked, "Ye Rousheng, have you ever been touched by a man?"
When Ye Rousheng heard this, her face suddenly turned red, and even the money on the side made her blush.
"Brother Jiang, when you said you touched me, did you mean touching your hands or something else?"
"Others." Jiang Linxian said.
"I only touched my hands and didn't do anything else." Qian Duolai immediately added.
"That's enough." Jiang Linxian looked at the two people with red faces. He didn't know the relationship between the two, and was afraid that the gun would go off in the end.
"When the time comes, you will make the dumplings."
"Okay... okay, Brother Jiang." Ye Rousheng hesitated, but she didn't know what Jiang Linxian meant.
"There's nothing else to do. Go and prepare tonight's dinner." Jiang Linxian finished his instructions and was about to send them away.
Qian Duolai covered his stomach and said to Jiang Linxian: "Brother Jiang, have you noticed that you are very hungry?"
"I bought some food at Chaos Store, but it doesn't seem to work."
“I feel like I’m back on the pedestrian street.”
Ye Rousheng glanced at Qian Duolai and whispered, "I seem to be the same."
Jiang Linxian thought of the meatloaf the young master had fried for him in the morning and immediately understood.
He took out the extra meat pie and handed it to the two people, saying, "Eat this, and you won't be hungry after eating it."
"You have to eat those little paper figures for breakfast in the morning to ward off hunger."
The two of them took the meat pie from Jiang Linxian's hand and ate it hungrily. After eating, the two of them felt much better.
"Brother Jiang, I feel much more comfortable indeed." Qian Duolai touched his belly and showed a smile: "Brother Jiang still has a way."
"Let's prepare dinner." Jiang Linxian sent the two men away and came to the head chef.
When the young master saw him coming here again, he asked curiously: "What? Have you gathered all the ingredients?"
"Not yet, but I have completed the recipe." Jiang Linxian said, taking out the recipe and handing it to the young master.
The latter immediately watched carefully.
"I remember." The young master said: "There is a very crucial point in this delicacy, that is, this dumpling must be made in three different portions."
"Steam, fry, boil."
"Three dumplings per serving."
Jiang Linxian took a look at the recipe and wondered, "It doesn't say anything like this."
"Of course I didn't write it down," said the little paper man, "because this is what the master told us personally."
"Also, the sauce must be soy sauce plus minced garlic, and nothing else can be added. And the ratio is 2:1, 2 grams of soy sauce, then 1 gram of minced garlic."
"Is the garlic in the recipe added to the meat, or is it used as a sauce?"
"As a sauce, of course!"
“If you put garlic inside the meat, it ruins the dumplings.”
After listening to this, Jiang Linxian felt a chill in his back.
There are so many tricks to this recipe. If the young master hadn't talked about it, even if he got the recipe, he would have failed.
"There is nothing else to pay attention to." The young master explained: "You only need to prepare the three-spice and hundred-flavor rice to make this delicious dumpling."
"Of course, I will help you, but give me your chicken legs." said the little paper man.
Jiang Linxian made an OK gesture: "No problem."
"But now I have to prepare dinner." Jiang Linxian said.
"This is easy. You give me the chicken legs and I will make you a stir-fried pork with chili pepper." said the little paper man.
Jiang Linxian immediately refused.
Chicken legs cost one thousand Chaos Coins, which is still too expensive.
He glanced at the ingredients beside the stove and said, "I can also make fried pork with chili peppers, and it's an upgraded version. Do you want to see me make it for you to taste?"
