He started wrapping the dumplings seriously, and to be honest, he did quite a decent job.
The wrapped dumplings didn’t split open, but as for the appearance, they weren’t quite pleasing to the eye, lopsided and quite ugly!
Though Nangong Jin is quite good at cooking, he seldom makes dumplings, so being able to wrap them at all is quite an achievement!
"These dumplings look terrible, will we be able to eat them later?" Nangong Ran couldn’t help but pick up a dumpling and exclaim, "These are god-like dumplings, why do they look more like buns to me?"
Nangong, the chef, was suddenly dissatisfied and glared, "Come on, it’s already good they didn’t fall apart, what more do you want? I call this abstract style!"
Nangong Ran covered his face, "This is way too abstract!"
Nangong Jin: "..."
"Learn or don’t, whatever." Nangong Jin rolled his eyes at Nangong Ran and said disdainfully.
Nangong Ran suddenly looked at Di Mingchen and couldn’t help asking, "Second brother, do you know how to wrap dumplings?"
Di Mingchen was taken aback, then replied somewhat sheepishly, "No, I don’t."
To be honest, although he knows how to cook, he basically doesn’t, except for cooking for Nangong Ran.
And although he likes eating dumplings, he’s never attempted to wrap them himself, because An Xin always did it for him, so he was a bit embarrassed.
Nangong Ran blinked, oh my, he actually doesn’t know!
So that means he only eats the dumplings that little white lotus An Xin makes?
Damn.
"Shameful." Nangong Ran pouted discontentedly, then picked up a piece of dumpling skin, filled it with stuffing and said, "How hard can it be? Watch me!"
Saying this, she started wrapping the dumplings following Nangong Jin’s method, but the result was a hundred times uglier than Nangong Jin’s.


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