In the afternoon, the three girls did not play, but were learning to make dumplings from Huang Shang.

"It is best to use all-purpose flour for dumpling wrappers, such as Chinese pastry buns, dumplings, noodles, steamed buns, etc., which are generally all-purpose flour. High-gluten flour has higher activity and is less likely to form balls when grasped by hand, making it more suitable for making bread and dough.

Pastries, etc. Although low-gluten flour is easier to form into balls, it is too soft. If used to make dumplings, the skin will easily break when boiled in water, which will affect the taste. However, low-gluten flour is suitable for making cakes, biscuits and other pastries. These three

Be sure to remember this.”

The three girls nodded, and Yukino even took out a notebook and took notes.

"Dumpling skin is just the most basic thing for making dumplings, but the key to whether the dumplings are delicious or not lies in the preparation of fillings. Chinese dumplings have a variety of fillings, the more common ones are leeks, cabbage, fennel, beans, celery, gourd melon, etc.

Wait, it can be filled with meat or vegetarian, basically versatile. In China, every family has its own secret seasoning recipe, so the dumplings made by any family have different tastes.

Many people think that after eating dumplings or something else in a Chinese restaurant, it is authentic Chinese food. In fact, the real characteristic of Chinese food is not authenticity, but that it is roughly the same, but each has its own flavor."

"Chinese food is amazing." The three girls exclaimed.

"Of course." Huang Shang said: "I can bet you that if you eat different Chinese delicacies for three meals a day, you will not be able to eat half of the Chinese delicacies from birth to death."

"Really!?" The three women were shocked.

Huang Shang nodded: "Back then, a foreigner came to China and said he would spend a year eating all the Chinese delicacies. But five years later, he has not left Sichuan Province."

"Wow!" Qianhua exclaimed: "How many delicacies are there in China?"

"I don't know." Huang Shang shook his head. Although he is a master of cooking, this master only cooks a 'general' dish, but there are countless subdivisions under the general rule, so even he doesn't know how many there are in China.

Food? Let’s not talk about what existed in the past. In today’s society, which is connected in all directions and has convenient transportation, ingredients are transported from all over the world, and countless new kinds of food are available every day, which is very frustrating.

You ask me how many Chinese delicacies there are? I can only say: as many as the stars in the sky.

Just count them!

You win until the death count is over.

"Chinese people's research on food is really terrible." Yingli said with emotion: "No wonder there are many animation works related to Chinese food in Japan."

"You're talking about Zhonghua, right?" Huang Shang asked.

Yinglili nodded.

"Actually, the cartoonist's research on Chinese cuisine is very superficial." Huang Shang said: "Chinese cuisine is not just a little bit, it is not even a drop in the bucket."

After a pause, Huang Shang looked at her and said, "Would you like me to provide you with some materials so that you can draw a comic about Chinese food?"

Yinglili's heart was pounding. Before she debuted as an illustrator, her biggest dream was to become an authentic cartoonist. However, her storyboarding skills and story arrangement skills were too bad. After several attempts, she was overwhelmed by reality.

Blood flowed and I gave up on this dream.

Huang Shang's words rekindled her pursuit of her dream.

"But..." Yinglili hesitated: "My ability to write stories is not enough, and my ability to storyboard comics is not enough."

"Forget it." Huang Shang lowered his head and mixed the stuffing.

"Hello!"

Yinglili was angry: "Ferocious——"

"Since you know your own weaknesses, you should work hard to overcome them. Why do you draw comics if you are too timid?" Huang Shang said calmly: "With your attitude, how can you let me provide you with materials?"

"..."

Yinglili looked frustrated:(；′⌒`)

Yukino comforted: "Although I have never drawn comics, I also know how difficult it is to publish comics. Yinglili, your drawing skills are absolutely no problem. Just like Huang Sang said, since you already know your weaknesses, then work hard

Overcome it. As long as you overcome your shortcomings, I believe you will succeed in debuting as a cartoonist."

"Yukino..."

"Yeah." Qianhua also comforted: "Yinglili-chan is very powerful, she will definitely succeed."

"Qianhua..."

Yinglili was moved: "I..."

"It's easier said than done." Huang Shang poured a basin of cold water on her head: "If you really want to debut early, how can you wait until today? You should think about other cartoonists working hard to draw comics.

Do the potato chips in it taste good, does the Coke taste good, and is the bed comfortable?"

"You guy..." Ying Lili showed her ferocious little fangs, but she soon became discouraged.

"You're right, I didn't work hard enough at all." Yinglili said with a slumped face: "After failing to submit my manuscript a few times, I didn't dare to continue. Then I concentrated on studying how to make the original painting more beautiful, and gradually I could only give in to light work.

Drawing illustrations.”

"..."

Yukino and Qianhua didn't know how to comfort them.

"Then don't draw." Huang Shang said calmly: "If you really love it, you won't slack off. Since you slack off, it proves that you don't have enough love for becoming a cartoonist. At most, you are just longing for it. Longing will make you like and envy you.

, but from the bottom of your heart, you don’t feel that you will become the same person as them, so there is no need to persist, being an illustrator is also good.”

Ying Lili opened her mouth, but was speechless for a moment, and finally turned into a bitter smile: "You guys really don't know how to comfort people at all."

"Sometimes the truth is more useful than comfort." Huang Shang put the prepared dumpling fillings on the table: "Laziness is human nature. Without enough motivation, who is willing to work hard? Many times it is just force.

It’s just a last resort.”

"Is it a last resort?"

"If you don't have to do anything, you can have enough food and clothing, live in a big house, have endless money to spend, and do whatever you want, will children still be willing to go to school? Will adults still be willing to work?"

The three girls shook their heads.

Huang Shangdao: "At that time, the driving force that can support human beings' survival is the love for something, such as playing football, singing, painting, playing video games, etc. If others don't tell you, Yinglili will feel that when you play games

Tired?"

"..." Yinglili sighed: "If it is a game I like, and I don't play it until I can't hold on, I will definitely not stop."

"So people live because of the desires in their hearts." Huang Shang continued to mix the second dumpling filling and said: "Without desires, people will feel bored and even not want to live."

"To live, you must find the desire in your heart. As long as this desire is harmless to yourself and others, you will pursue it with all your strength. There may be many difficulties in the pursuit, but you will not feel tired and it will be difficult to give up. In the end,

If you are afraid of finding your deepest desires but not being able to pursue them, life will be very miserable. However, almost everyone in the world has desires that cannot be obtained, so the Buddha said that all living beings are suffering. He has already seen through the human heart."

After listening to Huang Shang's words, the three girls had their own feelings, especially Xueno. Looking back on her life over the past twenty years, she finally understood why she was unhappy? It turned out that she had too many desires that she could not get.

Even though these desires are easy to obtain for many people, for her, they are complete luxuries.

for example……

A person she likes who can protect her from wind and rain.

"What about brother Huang Shang?" Qianhua suddenly asked: "Brother Huang Shang, does he think life is hard?"

"It's not bitter." Huang Shang's brows were filled with a bit of contentment: "Throughout my life, I have gotten almost everything I want, so I am one of the "almost" people in the world. You can call me the chosen one.

.”

"Wow! So angry!" Black lines appeared on Qianhua's face, let alone Yukino and Eiri.

"You guy, give me a little more!"

...I am nothing more delicious than dumplings and nothing more fun than...

After making the dumplings, Huang Shang put some of them in the freezer of the refrigerator and kept the remaining two kilograms for dinner at night.

It took two hours to make dumplings. I looked at the time and it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

"I'll add two cold dishes and two hot dishes for dinner. What do you want to eat?" Huang Shang asked.

"I can do it." Yukino said.

Yinglili hesitated: "Me too..."

"You're welcome." Huang Shang said, "Just tell me what you want to eat. It's not like you can't cook it."

"Hehe, you're welcome then." Ying Lili smiled and said, "I want to eat fried shrimp."

Huang Shang nodded: "Dumplings and fried shrimps, a good combination."

"Right!" Yinglili was very happy: "Fried shrimp and dumplings go best together."

"Where is Qianhua?" Huang Shang asked.

"Hey, hey, I kind of want to eat barbecue!" Qianhua scratched her face a little embarrassed: "But the barbecue needs to be baked in the oven, which is too troublesome."

Huang Shang looked at the time and said, "There is still enough time. I will buy an oven and come back. I will also buy some shrimp and beef."

"That's too troublesome for Brother Huang Shang, so I'd better go!" Qianhua said.

"No need." Huang Shang said: "Selecting ingredients is also a part of cooking. I'm afraid that the ingredients you choose are not good enough and will affect the taste."

"Uh... Then I'll trouble Brother Huang Shang."

"It's a small thing." Huang Shang went back to the bedroom, put on a coat, took his wallet, and said, "Qianhua, your driver can borrow it."

The driver who delivered Qianhua has been waiting outside the yard and is responsible for Qianhua's safety.

"Okay, I'll tell him."
To be continued...