Xue Wenyu has never seen the expressions of people who do things in the kitchen. Some are focused, some are insensitive, and some are cautious, but she has never seen her like this.

She had a smile on her face, and her whole body was filled with a pleasant atmosphere. The sound of chopping her hands on the cutting board was so pleasant.

How many faces does this woman have?

As soon as Xue Wenyu came in, Mu Yingbao saw it. He just looked up at him and continued his movements.

But Yadan couldn't sit still and quickly got up. Seeing that he had no intention of leaving immediately, he moved a chair and wiped it with his sleeve, and placed it next to him; "Master."

When the old general came, he told him that when he arrived, he would treat the prince as his master.

Xue Wenyu didn't want to sit, she wanted to walk over, what's there to see in the kitchen? He sat here with such an identity?

However, he didn't know why, but he actually sat down, raised his legs, held his arms and watched her chop the meat filling.

"Yedan, help me wash the snails in the basin a few more times." Mu Yingbao remembered and said.

"Okay, madam." Yadan immediately responded, and walked out with a small pot of snails.

The prince looked at the wife like that, and she stayed inside, and didn't dare to show off.

"Where is Brother Hui?" Mu Yingbao asked only when he saw the big one but not the little one.

"In the study, I asked him to practice copybooks three hundred times." Xue Wenyu told, thinking that if she felt sorry for her and begged for mercy, she would never agree. Even if she was angry, she would not compromise if she didn't make dumplings.

Since ancient times, many kind mothers have defeated their children, so they cannot let the mother and the two of them do whatever they want.

Xue Wenyu looked at her and waited for her to respond. Unexpectedly, after hearing this, she just nodded indifferently.

The movements on the hands did not pause at all, and the rhythm did not change.

Hum? Isn’t that child hers? What’s wrong? He didn’t respond when he heard the copybook that was punished for three hundred times? Or did she not pay attention to it at all, and didn’t expect what the copybook that was three hundred times mean?

Mu Yingbao didn't plan to instruct the prince to help. Even if he was willing to put down his airs and help, he would probably be clumsy. He still had to teach him in various ways and he had to pay attention to his tone of speaking. It was too heavy to be relaxed by himself.

So Mu Yingbao began to mix the filling and knead the awake dough again.

In the past, Old Man Tao and Brother Hui made dumplings were used to make old dumplings. Although the two of them were not good at skills, they could at least help.

Now she is just herself, don’t care, just take it slowly. Anyway, Brother Hui will not be hungry for the time being. If this prince is hungry and can’t stand it, he can find a way to solve it himself.

"Hey, where is Brother Hui?" Mu Yingbao was ready to fight alone. Tao Qingyuan came and asked immediately before he saw Brother Hui when he entered the kitchen.

"He is practicing calligraphy in the study. It's probably dawn until dawn three hundred times." Mu Yingbao told with a smile.

"You look quite happy. What did that kid do to make you unhappy?" Tao Qingyuan was very curious.

Mu Yingbao smiled and shook his head without answering, but urged him, "Wash your hands quickly and help me, don't want to eat, right? Then I just pack less."

"Oh, I always say that I respect the elderly and love the young, but I can't do it myself." Tao Qingyuan murmured in a low voice, but really rolled up his sleeves and went to wash his hands.

Xue Wenyu smiled secretly, looked at Mu Yingbao frowned and asked in a long voice, "What did you say? I didn't hear it clearly."

Tao Qingyuan was not panicked either; "I said you are so filial. I know that old man, I am greedy for dumplings, so I make dumplings."

"Oh? That's true?" Mu Yingbao raised his eyebrows and obviously didn't believe it.

Tao Qingyuan nodded seriously, "Of course it's true. I'm so old and can't talk nonsense? By the way, where did you put the small rolling pin? If you change the place, you won't be able to find the things."

"I haven't taken it out and put it in the cloth bag under the cabinet yet. Now that I have arrived, I can't sort it out so quickly with both hands." Mu Yingbao pointed to the cabinet and told.

Tao Qingyuan went over and looked through it, and found it.

Xue Wenyu, who was out of the matter, was even more certain after listening to the conversation between the two just now. Whoever stayed with her for a long time would become like Old Man Tao and Brother Hui now!

And I am also myself, as the prince, can I sit like this in the kitchen? Wait, eat, watch, how to cook?

Xue Wenyu, who also felt something was wrong with him, wanted to stand up and walk out of the kitchen.

Helpless, the body doesn’t listen to the control at all!

Not only did I not get out, I actually looked at the two of them making dumplings, and I felt the urge to go over and make a few of them together.

It doesn’t seem difficult to look at it. Just flatten the small noodle ball with a stick, scoop a small spoonful of filling into the dough, and then close the edges and pinch them tightly. It’s very simple!

It turns out that this is how I made the dumplings I like to eat!

The others in the kitchen only saw Xue Wenyu sitting quietly and waiting for food leisurely. How could they know the prince’s all kinds of entanglements, but it was not easy to sit firmly.

The dumplings were finally wrapped and the water from the eggs boiled. Tao Qingyuan saw other ingredients prepared on the chopping board and knew that there were still a few more dishes to cook, so he consciously took on the job of cooking dumplings.

Mu Yingbao started cooking in another pot. After the dumplings were cooked, she also cooked three dishes. Seeing that Tao Qingyuan had no intention of leaving with the dumplings, she asked the two of them to eat first and then stir-fry the last dish by themselves.

As soon as Tao Qingyuan sat down at the table, Xue Wenyu picked up the wine pot and poured him wine. Although the prince has not followed Mu Yingbao to call his great-grandfather for his life, Tao Qingyuan has never minded it.

I don’t care about this. I didn’t recognize my relatives with this girl, and I didn’t care about the identity of this prince.

Besides, these two relationships have been twisted again.

However, what made Tao Qingyuan very satisfied was the attitude of the prince towards him. Although he did not call him great-grandfather, he respected him very much.

Of course, he knew best that the prince's respect for him was also the sinister that Mu Yingbao had faced together along the way after he decided to return to Beijing with Brother Hui.

"I didn't expect that these radish tassels used to be fed chickens, ducks, and pigs, and dumplings made with beef were so delicious." Tao Qingyuan took a sip of the dumplings and sighed.

Xue Wenyu had already eaten two of them, and when he heard this, he stopped a little. The old man said such words at this time, really wasn’t it to disgust him and let him eat less without appetite?

No, you can't judge a gentleman with such a villain's heart. I have eaten the dishes made by insects, and this old man knows.

Besides, I haven't been doing much with his granddaughter recently.

She was so angry by the lotus pond that she didn't do anything to her. Thinking of this, Xue Wenyu continued to eat.

When you look back, you have to let the manager take care of it and have more radishes. When you want to eat it, you will have it around you, which is very convenient. As for beef, such a large courtyard, you can't keep it in the corner of the Gala. If it really doesn't work, keep it in the stable.

"There are the screws of sauce." Xue Wenyu was planning in mind. Mu Yingbao brought the last dish that was super fried, served two large plates of dumplings, and asked Yadan to take them and distributed them to Shi Tou.

Tao Qingyuan didn't care, but when Xue Wenyu was picking up snails, he glanced at the dumplings on the pot. He cooked a lot in one pot, but after two plates were divided, there were not many left in the large porcelain plate.

Fortunately, there is still no cooking on the chopping board. Xue Wenyu has decided to let her cook another pot when she doesn’t have enough food. If you want to eat, you have to eat good food and have enough food, right?

Mu Yingbao sat down, poured some rice wine for himself and started eating.

In the study, Brother Hui had already been lying quietly in the crack of the door and looked out several times, and also saw Yadan holding dumplings to give the stone.
Chapter completed!