Unexpectedly, although Chu Wanning's method of making dumplings was clumsy, the finished product was not bad. The round and cute dumplings were pinched out by his even-length fingers and neatly placed on the desk.

The three apprentices couldn't help but be stunned.

“Master actually makes dumplings…”

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

“The package is pretty good.”

"Wow……"

Their murmurs naturally could not escape Chu Wanning's ears. Chu Wanning pursed her lips, her eyelashes rustled. Although she was still expressionless, her ear tips were slightly slight.

Xue Meng couldn't help but ask, "Master, is this your first time making dumplings?"

"……Um."

"How could it look so good?"

"...It's just like making a mecha, but just pinch a few folds, what's the difficulty?"

Mo Ran looked at him through the wooden table, gradually becoming a little dazed.

The only thing he had seen Chu Wanning make pasta in his previous life was after Shi Mei passed away. That day, Chu Wanning went to the kitchen and slowly made up the copying hand that Shi Mei was best at before his death.

But before he could finish the pot, he was knocked over to the ground by the unreasonable Mo Ran, and Bai Shengsheng's hand rolled all over the ground.

Mo Ran didn't remember that those handbags were flat or round, beautiful or ugly.

I only remember Chu Wanning's expression at that time. She looked at herself without saying a word. She was still covered with flour shavings on her cheeks. She looked so strange. She was a little confused and even a little stupid...

Mo Ran thought he would get angry and get angry at that time, but Chu Wanning said nothing in the end. He just leaned over, lowered his head and picked up the plastered hands one by one, cage them together, and then poured them out in person.

What was Chu Wanning feeling at that time?

Mo Ran didn't know that he had never thought about it, he didn't want to think about it, but in fact, he didn't dare to think about it.

The dumplings were wrapped and were taken to the kitchen by the little snowman to cook. Chu Wanning sealed a copper plate in it according to custom, so that those who eat it will have good luck.

The snowman quickly brought back the cooked dumplings, and the mixed spicy and sour vinegar ingredients were also placed in the wooden tray.

Xue Meng said: "Master, eat first."

Chu Wanning did not push it away. He picked up a dumpling and put it in his bowl, but did not eat it. Instead, he picked up three more and gave it to Xue Meng, Mo Ran and Shi Mei in turn.

"Happy New Year." Chu Wanning said lightly.

The apprentices were stunned and then laughed: "Master, Happy New Year."

It was a coincidence that it was just the first dumpling. Mo Ran bit the copper plate with a crunch. He was really caught off guard and almost knocked away half of his teeth.

Shi Mei looked at his bitter face with a grin on his face and smiled: "Aran will have good luck in the new year."

Xue Meng said: "Go, dog luck."

Mo Ran was tearful: "Master, I was too accurate to catch a dumpling in Li Jie. Jie was the first one, and the nest was played..."

Chu Wanning said: "Talk well."

Mo Ran: "I bit the toe of the shoe."

Chu Wanning: “…………………”

Mo Ran rubbed his cheeks, drank the tea handed over by Shi Mei, and finally calmed down, and joked: "Haha, Master, can you remember that there was a copper plate in the dumpling and deliberately knocked me?"

"What you think is beautiful."

Chu Wanning said coldly, then lowered his head and started eating by himself.

But I don’t know if it was Mo Ran’s illusion, but he saw Chu Wanning’s face slightly red in the warm candlelight.

After the dumplings, the chef's hearty dinner was quickly brought out one by one, and the chicken, duck, fish and meat were heavy on the table.

Mengpotang is becoming more and more lively. Xue Zhengyong and Mrs. Wang are sitting in the chief, asking the little snowman to send generous red envelopes to the table.

A little snowman kept hitting Chu Wanning's knees, and Shi Zicheng's eyes were staring at him.

Chu Wanning was slightly stunned: "Why, I have it too?"

After taking the red envelope and opening it, there was a handful of valuable golden leaves inside. He was speechless and looked up at Xue Zhengyong, but saw that the vulgar man was looking at him with a smile, and raised the wine cup in his hand and toasted a glass from afar.

So stupid.

But I also think Xue Zhengyong is really... really...

Chu Wanning stared at him for a while, couldn't help but smile a little, and raised his wine to the Lord, and drank it all in one go.

Jin Yezi later distributed all to his apprentice. After three rounds of drinking, the stage was performed continuously, and the atmosphere at this table finally became lively.

The main reason is that the three naughty kids seem to be no longer so afraid of him.

As for Chu Wanning, he has always been a thousand cups.

"Master, let me show you your palmaring?"

The one who was a little confused about the first drink was Xue Meng.

He grabbed Chu Wanning's hand and looked in front of him. If he hadn't had three glasses of wine, he would have lent him ten courage to offend him.

"The lifeline is long but intermittent, and the body does not seem to be particularly good." Xue Meng murmured, "It is easy to get sick."

Mo Ran laughed and said, "It's quite accurate."

Chu Wanning glared at him.

"The ring finger is slender, Master, you are very lucky to make money."

"Three lines have the same origin, and the branch line at the end of the love line droops into the wisdom line. You are usually willing to sacrifice for love..." Xue Meng looked blankly for a while, then suddenly looked up and asked, "Is it true or false?"

Chu Wanning's face turned blue and gritted her teeth and said, "Xue Ziming, I think you are tired of living."

But Xue Meng, who was drunk, didn't know it, actually smiled honestly, continued to look, and then muttered: "Ah, there are island-shaped patterns in the love line, and it is under the ring finger. Master, you look at people in a very accurate way... Maybe it's a blind person with open eyes..."

Chu Wanning could no longer bear it, so she angrily pulled her hands and brushed her sleeves and wanted to leave.

Mo Ran laughed to death. He held his stomach and had fun for a long time. Suddenly he met Chu Wanning's cold and solemn gaze, and he held it in his arms, but his ribs were thrusting and hurting.

Chu Wanning said angrily: "What are you laughing at? What's ridiculous?"

Just as he was about to leave, Xue Meng grabbed her sleeve. Then Mo Ran couldn't laugh. Xue Meng pulled Chu Wanning down in a daze, buried her head in Chu Wanning's arms, wrapped her bra on his waist, and pressed her forehead against his master's clothes, rubbing her infinitely affectionately.

"Master..." The soft young man's voice was a little coquettish, "Don't leave, come and have another drink."

Chu Wanning looked like she was almost choking.

"Xue Ziming!! You, you are just a fool, let me go!"

Unexpectedly, at this time, the little snowman on the stage suddenly ran down. It turned out that Elder Greedy Wolf's sword dance performance had ended. In order, it should be Chu Wanning's turn.

It was not good now. Everyone's eyes were gathered on Chu Wanning. Seeing that Xue Meng was drunk, he dared to hold Elder Yuheng's waist and bury it in the other party's arms to act like a scoundrel. The disciples were extremely surprised. Some even took down their chopsticks and stared at this corner intently.

Chu Wanning: “…………”

The scene was extremely awkward for a moment. Elder Yuheng was not standing or sitting, so he could only let Xue Meng hold his hands and feet stiffly.

After a long quiet time, Mo Ran suddenly laughed dryly: "No, Xue Meng, you are such a big man, and you are still acting coquettish?" As he said that, he reached out and pulled someone, "Get up, don't rely on Master."

Xue Meng was not intentionally acting cute. If he could remember this matter when he was awake, he would be able to shave himself.

But now he was drunk and mournful. Mo Ransheng pulled him hard for a long time before he tore him off Chu Wanning.

"Sit down, see what is this?"

Xue Meng looked at Mo Ran's finger, frowned and replied, "Three."

Mo Ran: “…………”

Shi Mei couldn't help laughing and teased him: "Who am I?"

"You are Shi Mei." Xue Meng rolled his eyes impatiently.

Mo Ran also joined in the fun: "Who am I?"

Xue Meng stared at him for a while and said, "You are a dog."

"……………” Mo Ran said angrily, "Xue Ziming, I and you are not over!"

Suddenly, at the table next to him, a disciple who was not sure whether he was brave or drunk, pointed at Chu Wanning and asked loudly with a smile: "Young Master, then look, who is he?"

Xue Meng was really unable to drink enough and couldn't even sit steadily. She lay on the table, dragged her cheeks, and squinted her eyes and looked at Chu Wanning for a long time.

Chu Wanning: “…………”

Xue Meng: “…………”

Chu Wanning: “…………”

Xue Meng: “…………”

After a long stalemate, just when everyone thought Xue Meng was probably drunk and was about to fall asleep, he suddenly smiled and wanted to pull Chu Wanning's sleeves.

"Brother God."

The four words are clearly audible.
To be continued...