After encouraging himself, Mu Yingbao walked out confidently, and there were eggs, stones and Lin Chuan in the yard, and there was no sign of that guy.

Mu Yingbao breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the kitchen. As soon as one leg stepped in, he saw that the person she didn't want to see was already inside.

I want to take my legs back, but when I think this is not more obvious, I am afraid of him?

He gritted his teeth and walked in, but saw him standing by a bucket, fiddling with something with a thin stick.

When I looked closer, Mu Yingbao was speechless, and the bucket was filled with shrimps.

I really didn't expect that his sequelae of confusion would be so naive to rejuvenate.

"Are you tired of shopping?" Xue Wenyu asked with his head raised.

"Well, I don't want to move." Mu Yingbao responded calmly.

Mu Yingbao wanted to see his reaction and watched him ask for his opinion, "Or won't be packed with these dumplings at noon? Make them tonight?"

"You, go and tell the kitchen to make a few more good dishes, and Prince Jie and his wife's grandfather are all there to eat." Xue Wenyu walked to the kitchen door and ordered Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan responded and left. Mu Yingbao in the kitchen was quite happy, but he realized something was wrong.

Yes, this guy didn't count him and himself.

"Just keeping us, you probably won't be very tired, right?" Xue Wenyu turned around and asked proudly, looking at how smart he is.

She said that when she was tired of shopping, he immediately could reduce the burden on her. In this way, she should be grateful to him!

Mu Yingbao looked at his expression and didn't know what to say.

He shook his head speechlessly, pulled the apron and tied it up, rolled up his sleeves and started kneading the dough.

Even if he asked the kitchen staff to prepare lunch for Brother Hui and Old Man Tao, she would still have to pack more.

The dumplings of pine nuts, corn and shrimp have never been eaten by both young people. If you can't be obedient, you can't eat them? That's strange!

"Shouldn't you make the stuffing first? Why do you knead the noodles first?" Xue Wenyu stopped teasing the shrimp and sat at the table and kindly reminded him.

According to his understanding, the filling seems to be more troublesome. Look at these shrimps, they must be shelled.

"You should wake up more when making dumplings, so the dumpling skins you make are strong." Mu Yingbao patiently gave him some popular science.

Oh, that's the case, Xue Wenyu nodded to show that he understood.

"Is this shrimp shell going to be removed? I'll help you?" Xue Wenyu said again.

She should be very happy to be the prince who took the initiative to put down her airs and help her work!

Mu Yingbao wanted to say no, but then he thought, if he didn't let him do anything, his mouth would probably not be idle.

So, I found him the equipment to remove the shrimp shells.

He picked up a small long-handled knife, placed it with a pair of scissors on the table in front of him, took him a basin and kicked the trash can to his feet.

Mu Yingbao now feels like he is taking care of his children and coaxing them to avoid making trouble.

It doesn’t matter how you do your job, just sit there honestly and don’t make trouble.

Mu Yingbao kneaded the noodles, found a basin to cover it, and started peeling corn kernels again.

Xue Wenyu held small scissors in one hand and long-handled knife in the other. He was wondering which one should be used more appropriately or whether to use both of these things, peeling shrimp shells?

I asked her if I wanted to ask her, but I was afraid that she would laugh at her.

She just reminded her to get the stuffing first, but she laughed at her. Although it was not very obvious, he was not stupid.

After a little trouble, he thought it would be appropriate to use small scissors, so he put down the long-handled knife, then looked up at Mu Yingbao on the other side of the chopping board. If she looked over, her expression was a little wrong, and immediately changed to a long-handled knife.

However, as soon as I looked up, I saw her rolling up her sleeves, holding a stick of corn in one hand, and cutting down on the corn in the other hand, like the knife she had just put down.

The knife looked extremely sharp. He was about to remind her to be careful and why not let it go.

But the words came to my mouth and I held back.

Because, her movements were getting faster and faster, and the corn kernels were falling into the basin.

He was so skillful that he was worried that she would get the cut? Xue Wenyu was secretly glad that he just closed his mouth quickly, otherwise he would be laughed at by her again.

He suddenly thought of why he felt that he had seen this long-handled knife somewhere.

When she performed surgery on someone, the set of utensils she used was very similar to these two.

Although it is not exactly the same, it feels like it is the same at first glance. Shouldn’t the kitchen be kitchen knives and bone-cutting knives?

After a while, three sticks of corn turned bald by the knife in her hand.

Xue Wenyu looked down at himself, but he didn't even peel a shrimp.

No, no matter how good she is in the corn kernels, she can't continue watching. She doesn't even peel a shrimp, so she will make jokes.

Thinking of this, he quickly rolled up his sleeves and caught a shrimp in the bucket, measured it with scissors, and started cutting the shell.

It seems like a small thing that feels so simple, but when I really do it, I realize that it is not that easy.

In order not to let a woman laugh at him for being useless, he began to concentrate on peeling the shrimp shells, one, two, three... There were eight shrimp meat in the small basin soon.

"Is this what you peeled?" Mu Yingbao peeled the corn kernels, walked to the table and looked at the shrimps in the small basin, and asked with a twitch.

Because she was too focused, Xue Wenyu realized it and raised her head.

"What's the problem with this thing? You'll see it at a glance." Xue Wenyu said disapprovingly.

You can tell at first glance? Master, look at what you are peeling. The fresh live shrimps are peeled out by you and frozen. Are you amazing?

Mu Yingbao took a deep breath, took a small cutting board and placed it on the table, pulled a chair over, picked up the long-handled knife on the table, and prepared to peel the shrimp shells.

"Your side is ready? Then you have a rest. I'll do it. It's not a tiring job." Xue Wenyu said considerately.

Mu Yingbao looked up at him, and it seemed that he would not be able to speak without saying anything. "Thank you, but if you are at your level, we can't eat dumplings when the sun sets."

After saying that, he didn't look at his expression. He reached out and grabbed a shrimp and put it on the cutting board and pressed it gently with his fingers. He pinched the handle of the knife with the other hand, cut off the shrimp tail, cut off the shrimp feet, and then stroked the back of the shrimp along the curve of the shrimp body. Then he clamped the cut shrimp shell with one hand, and stretched it out with the tip of the knife with the other hand, and a complete and smooth shrimp came out.

Mu Yingbao picked up the second one quickly, and his movements got faster and faster. In a moment, there were more than ten shrimps on the cutting board.

Xue Wenyu was dissatisfied at first, so he got up to get the knife she had used to peel corn kernels. He imitated her. The first thing he did was to cut a small hole in his finger and blood came out in an instant.

"Why are you so careless?" Mu Yingbao almost blurted out why he was so stupid, but looking at his tightly pursed lips, he couldn't say it and couldn't bear to hit him.
Chapter completed!