The dumpling stuffing includes fish, cabbage, shrimp, and diced bamboo shoots. Seven or eight kinds of dumpling stuffings are placed in transparent glass bowls and arranged neatly.

Zhao Yuanjing came over and saw it and smiled, "No wonder Yunji's glass sells well. These foods are placed in glass bowls, and they are indeed clean and beautiful."

He wanted to reach out, but Yundella stopped him.

"Wait? Wash your hands first."

Yundai pressed his hands in the basin, washed them carefully, and wiped the handkerchief dry before letting go.

Several children also gathered around.

Qingyi hurriedly took a few palace maids to serve them to wash their hands.

Yan'er was older, and liked her mother, she was very handsome.

The two little princesses pulled a piece of dough each and watched Yun Dai roll out the dumpling skin. They slapped the dough with their little hands, pinched a shrimp and stuffed it in, and wrapped it.

It's like little dumplings.

Yun Dai didn't dislike it, so she made a small table alone and asked them to put all the wrapped dumplings together.

The smallest Caicai could only hold a piece of dough and play with it, making her hands and face covered with flour.

Yundai felt that the children played with dough to help their finger development, so she let them play.

She rolled the dumpling skin by herself, and Qingyi and honey beans stood beside her to wrap it.

Zhao Yuanjing looked at it for a while, then reached out to grab a dumpling skin and tried to wrap one.

Yun Dai smiled and said, "It's straight, I can't stand even if I can't stand. I'm so ugly."

"Your package looks good, show it to me?"

"Pack it, just wrap it." Yun Dai picked up the dumpling skin, put the filling on the spoon, pinched it flexibly with his thumb and index finger with his right hand for two or three times, and a small, chubby dumpling was finished.

She put the dumplings next to Zhao Yuanjing's one and said proudly: "Are you convinced?"

"So this is how dumplings are made..." Zhao Yuanjing said to himself. After pinching them a few times, a huge, neatly pleated dumpling appeared.

He raised the dumplings and asked Yun Dai: "Is this good or not?"

Yun Dai was silent for a moment and said, "Not good."

Midou chuckled.

Zhao Yuanjing looked at her.

Yun Dai also looked at her.

Zhao Yuanjing asked: "Mi Dou, what do you think of me? "

"Your Majesty's dumplings..." Midou said as she found that the Queen was also looking at her. She coughed lightly, "It's just a little worse than the Queen's."

Qingyi smiled with her lips pursed.

At this time, Baoxing came in and said, "Emperor, Empress, the King of Northern Qi is asking for a meeting, and Jin Cairen is here."

Without waiting for the other party to agree, Xiao Ziliang came in casually.

He sucked his neck hard and laughed, "I heard that there are dumplings here, so I came here when I smelled it."

"No one cooks dumplings for you in the palace?" Yun Dai said lightly.

"Those are hard to eat. I still want to eat the dumplings made by my sister and brother-in-law." Xiao Ziliang sat over with a smile, gathered with his two nieces, and played with them.

Yun Dai didn't say anything.

She actually didn't like Xiao Ziliang.

Because Xiao Ziliang always reminds her of Xiao Ziye.

She will never forget the scene when Xiao Ziye is dying.

There is no one in this world who always chases her and calls her sister, plunders all the money in the palace and hides it all for her.

Brother.

If you are still alive, Da Qi will still be Da Qi and will never become the King of Northern Qi.

"Why are you suddenly unhappy?" Zhao Yuanjing noticed her emotions and asked softly.

"Nothing." Yun Dai lowered his head to make dumplings, forcing the tears in his eyes back.
Chapter completed!