Mu Wuchen regretfully took back his hand and gently rubbed his fingertips.

"I'll wash the dishes."

As he said that, he picked up the loofah pulp, dipped it in the alkaline water, and started washing the dishes with unfamiliar movements.

"You should have washed it in the first place." Gu Xiaoyou muttered dissatisfiedly and quickly washed the bowl he had used in the basin.

She had cleaned both bowls, but the bowl in Mu Wuchen's hand had not yet been finished.

He was seen holding a loofah pulp, staring at the bowl in his hand with his deep eyes, cleaning it inch by inch, as carefully as an archaeological team cleaning newly unearthed cultural relics.

"How long will it take for you to wash like this?" Gu Xiaoyou impatiently took the bowl and loofah pulp from his hands, quickly cleaned the bowl, and washed out the chopsticks and spoons.

Get the clean water basin next to you and carefully fill it with water twice, wipe the water on the bowl with a clean cloth, and put it back in the cupboard.

Mu Wuchen looked at Gu Xiaoyou's neat movements, purified his hands with water, and wiped them with a handkerchief unhappily.

Shaking the handkerchief in his hand, he remembered that the handkerchief had wiped Gu Xiaoyou's face, silently folded the handkerchief and put it back into his sleeve.

Gu Xiaoyou was arranging the kitchen utensils in the kitchen and suddenly asked: "How does the jelly taste?"

"Not bad." Mu Wuchen replied calmly, walked to Gu Xiaoyou's side, and put the knife on the chopping board back on the knife rest.

Seeing Mu Wuchen taking the initiative to help with the work, Gu Xiaoyou felt a little relieved and asked, "Which do you like to eat, Liangpi or Liangfen?"

"Liangpi." Mu Wuchen replied without thinking.

Gu Xiaoyou shook his head: "You just like to eat meals that require special effort."

Although potato starch for cold skin is easy to make, cold skin requires kneading, washing, settling, and steaming.

Don't mention the gluten in Liangpi. You need to wash it constantly, at least three or four times, to wash out the good and tough gluten.

Therefore, Uncle Mu's Jinkou is very picky, but this is also the reason why Gu Xiaoyou is willing to let him try the dishes.

When it comes to tasting dishes, Gu Xiaoyou remembers the last time he promised Mu Wuchen to make pearl milk tea for him.

"Do you have enough time? Are you in a hurry to go back home?" If he is in a hurry, just teach him how to read the watch directly.

"There's no rush." ​​He specially set aside a day to come here.

Gu Xiaoyou smiled: "Then I'll make you pearl milk tea and teach you how to recognize a watch while drinking tea."

"Yeah." Mu Wuchen responded, thought for a moment and said, "Want to help?"

"Okay." Gu Xiaoyou said with a smile. This guy is very knowledgeable and would take the initiative to help.

Gu Xiaoyou took out a jar from the storage cabinet and took out a bowl of powder. The color was not very white.

"Is this starch?" Mu Wuchen asked. He remembered the last time she mentioned using starch to make pearls.

"It's not starch, it's glutinous rice flour." Gu Xiaoyou put the jar back in the cabinet and explained: "I originally made cornstarch, but it wasn't elastic enough. I tried several flours, and the best is glutinous rice flour."

In fact, the first choice for making pearls should be cassava flour, but cassava flour is a plant from Savadika and is imported by China.

Not to mention in the unfamiliar country of Chaoyang, where even starch is made at home, where can I buy cassava flour?

"Hey, glutinous rice noodles are not bad either." Gu Xiaoyou sighed.

Mu Wuchen raised his eyebrows. This girl was happy, sad, and nostalgic at one moment. How could she have so many rich expressions?

He couldn't help but feel a little funny and continued to watch Gu Xiaoyou's movements.

Gu Xiaoyou scooped a few spoonfuls of brown sugar into a porcelain bowl filled with glutinous rice flour, and took a pair of chopsticks to stir.

"I'll do it." Mu Wuchen took the initiative to take over the stirring work.

Gu Xiaoyou handed it over to him unceremoniously and went to prepare other things. First, he poured a bowl of warm water, then found a clean porcelain plate and sprinkled it with a layer of glutinous rice flour.

Prepare a pot, add water and put it on the stove.

He stood on his feet and took a look at Mu Wuchen's mixing. Seeing that the glutinous rice flour and brown sugar were evenly mixed together, Gu Xiaoyou picked up the warm water bowl and poured the warm water into it.

"Okay, wait here." She warned and turned around to find the panel.

Mu Wuchen stopped stirring and held the bowl to watch Gu Xiaoyou at work.

Gu Xiaoyou took out a panel from the locker, rinsed it with water, wiped away the water droplets with a silk cloth, and placed the panel on the counter.

Patting the panel, Gu Xiaoyou said, "Bring it over."

This girl is addicted to calling people. Mu Wuchen cursed and put the bowl on the panel.

Gu Xiaoyou reached into the bowl and kneaded it, kneading the mixed glutinous rice flour and brown sugar into a brown-red glutinous rice ball.

Take out the glutinous rice dough and place it on the board, roll it into a long strip, and then perform Gu Xiaoyou’s favorite step, kneading the glutinous rice balls.

She picked off a small piece of glutinous rice ball, put it in her palm, rubbed her hands together to shape the glutinous rice ball into small balls, and threw it into a porcelain plate sprinkled with a layer of glutinous rice flour.

The glutinous rice balls are glutinous and soft, like the colored clay you played with when you were a kid, which is fun and relieves stress.

Gu Xiaoyou kneaded the glutinous rice balls briskly, with a pleasant and relaxed smile on his face, and his eyebrows were arched as if he was doing something very interesting.

Seeing that she was having fun, Mu Wuchen also became more interested: "Let me help you do it."

"No need." Gu Xiaoyou refused without thinking. Kneading her balls, she felt like she was burning bridges. Then she changed her words and said, "Wash your hands and let's do it together."

"Yeah." Mu Wuchen responded, quickly washed his hands, and returned to the panel in a few steps, fearing that the dough would be lost by Gu Xiaoyou if he was a step too late.

"Pick off a small piece like this from the glutinous rice ball and roll it into a ball."

Gu Xiaoyou took a piece and showed it to Mu Wuchen. Mu Wuchen immediately started rolling the balls.

The glutinous rice balls feel soft and spongy, because they are kneaded with warm water, and they are still warm in the palm of your hand.

Mu Wuchen fell in love with the feel of the glutinous rice balls when he kneaded them in his palms. After kneading them into a ball, he couldn't wait to knead the next one.

Gu Xiaoyou was rolling the meatballs slowly. He just threw the meatballs in his hand on the porcelain plate. When he lowered his head, he found that there were only a handful of glutinous rice strips left on the panel.

Then I saw that the porcelain plate was already two-thirds full at some point. While I was looking at it, a small meatball was accurately thrown onto the plate.

Gu Xiaoyou raised his eyes and saw that Mu Wuchen grabbed a piece of glutinous rice and kneaded it into a ball with his big hands a few times. He did it so quickly and well that none of the workers on the assembly line could do it as well as him.

Since when did this guy love working so much?

Gu Xiaoyou's eyes widened in surprise. While she was in a daze, Mu Wuchen had already kneaded all the glutinous rice strips.

After rubbing his hands gently, Mu Wuchen asked with a cheerful attitude: "Is there anything else to do?"
Chapter completed!