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Chapter 50: Ai!

One by one, the snow-white soup dumplings with thin skin and meaty filling were arranged in the bamboo steamer. Under the light, the steam could be seen. A vague smell of the crab and the diced meat plus the delicious and rich scent of the soup, made people swallow their saliva.

The three children and 90 million people were stunned.

The little snow leopard was still standing in the hot spring. His two little forepaws reached out and were placed on Gu YuMian’s knees as he messed with the steamers. Gu YuMian quickly moved him. The baby panda over there wanted to stretch out his paws to eat while Gu YuMian was not paying attention. Fortunately, the little fox helped Gu YuMian stop him.

Gu YuMian said helplessly, “It’s still very hot now, and the way of eating soup dumplings is different. Wait for me to teach you later, or it will be wasted. This is a Wenlou soup dumpling,” 1 he said, holding the little snow leopard, who was now dangling in the middle of the air and waving his paws unhappily, and touching the withered baby panda’s head. He said this sentence and stopped, feeling a little embarrassed.

“Well, it’s a Wenlou soup dumpling. I haven’t made them very well. We used to have a saying that ‘The sweet-scented osmanthus colored the yellow chrysanthemum color, the thin wrapper is stuffed with delicious crabs, and once people try the Wenlou Soup Dumplings, they will feel refreshed when they bite into it’.” 2

The characteristics of Wenlou soup dumplings were the filling being all soup, and the skin being thin. When one used their chopsticks to clamp it, the soup would flow out with a little effort. It was extremely delicious, especially suitable for eating in autumn and winter.

Gu YuMian lived in Jiangsu and Zhejiang when he was a child. During the Mid Autumn Festival, he had the honor to go to Huai’an with his family to taste the real Wenlou soup dumpling. It was made by an actual craftsman who worked hard day and night. The material selection was rigorous and exquisite. He had to choose the fattest yellow crab for filling and make sure the shaoxing wine, sugar, dried bamboo shoots, and spices were all excellent.

He had stolen his teacher’s recipe, but what he made was far from the real Wenlou soup dumpling. He had learned two successful steps at most.

… But the audience didn’t think so.

[Throwing Cosmetics: Aaaaaaah! It’s so sweet, MianMian. Hurry up!! Fireworks for you]

[Vivian: It’s very fragrant and beautiful. Like art, if this is called ‘not too good’, then the meals I usually eat may as well be rubbish.]

[Soda No.2: Showing me this in the middle of the night??! I’m angry. I need the anchor to kiss me and feed me soup dumplings!!]

All kinds of gift effects and bullet screens flashed one by one. They were urging him to eat quickly. The atmosphere of the bullet screen was very warm. However, Gu YuMian couldn’t rush with the soup because of the urging of the audience. On the one hand, making soup dumplings and on the other hand, eating it, both had their own concerns. If it was not eaten carefully, it was likely that the soup would overflow and scald them.

Gu YuMian prepared four round porcelain plates to hold the soup dumpling. He opened his fingers and gently lifted the dumpling. Then he quickly put it into the round plate. It was dangerous and unbroken. After serving, there was the part of dipping it in the sauce, dropping some wine into the vinegar, and then adding the ginger and cilantro.