Naruto Big Foodie

Chapter 1361

Chapter 1361

Zhang Yiwei made dumplings one by one, and couldn't stand up. Zhao Xiaoyang said, "It's ugly, eat it by yourself."

Zhang Yiwei said: "I eat it by myself, I put two more shrimps in one."

Wang Xiaoming said: "Don't put too much, it will break." Before the words finished, Zhang Yiwei broke a dumpling wrapper.

Zhao Xiaoyang said: "You can't chew too much, pig!"

Zhang Yiwei said: "I can eat it myself. Master will roll out a big dumpling wrapper for me, and I will wrap the broken ones in."

Yang Ming glanced at him, but he didn't refuse. He really rolled out a big dumpling wrapper for him.Zhang Yiwei was flattered: "Thank you Master, long live Master!"

Wang Xiaoming glanced at Yang Ming, then smiled.

Wang Bing also stood on the stool to make dumplings. He also likes to eat shrimp dumplings. They are beautiful, delicious and fun. Making dumplings feels like playing a game.But he didn't wrap it in a good shape, because he couldn't control the strength of his hands, and the skin was torn in a while. As a result, the dumplings were not wrapped, and the skin was torn several times.

Zhang Yiwei said to him: "A Bing, get out quickly, the master will scold you in a while."

Wang Bing sucked his nose: "Master wouldn't scold me, he scolded you, cluck cluck."

Yang Ming has always been tolerant towards Wang Bing, and said to Zhang Yiwei: "Ah Bing is almost catching up with you now, and when you are this age, you will be far behind."

Zhang Yiwei clenched his fists: "Master, don't look down on me too much, I must be a top celebrity chef, just wait and see."

Yang Ming didn't look at him either: "Then I'll wait." Zhang Yiwei is very smart, but impetuous, he is not as calm as Zhao Xiaoyang, he still needs to be honed, he can't make a good job without polishing.

All kinds of shrimp dumplings are stacked in the steamer. The plump and beautiful ones are Wang Xiaoming’s masterpieces. The ordinary ones are made by Zhao Xiaoyang. The soft ones that can’t stand up are made by Zhang Yiwei. Whether it is stuffing or stuffing, it must be from the hands of "future chef" Wang Bing.There are so many dumplings, but Yang Ming didn't make any of them. Of course, the essence of the dumplings - the dumpling fillings are made by him, and all the dumplings are made by him.

Steam on the drawer for no more than 8 minutes, and the dumplings will come out of the pot. The white, plump and crystal-clear shrimp dumplings exude an attractive luster, and the red shrimp inside can be faintly seen, which makes people drool, and the dumpling skin is broken with a light bite , the fresh and delicious sweet taste of the stuffing spread on the tip of the tongue, and the saliva immediately filled the mouth. Everyone didn't care about the heat, and after swallowing a few in one go, they had time to slowly taste the deliciousness of the shrimp dumplings.

It is rare to eat only shrimp dumplings for breakfast like this in the morning, because the cost of shrimp dumplings is high, and it is not worth it to eat only this. Today, Wang Xiaoming is generous and invites everyone to open their bellies and eat shrimp dumplings until they are full.

Yang Ming was eating dumplings when his cell phone rang. It was Zhong Yanhong. He picked it up, and the other party said, "Hey, I just saw Weibo and said that your family has imported seafood. Leave one for me." The boss's voice was full of sleepiness, as if he hadn't slept yet.

Yang Ming put down his chopsticks: "Okay. Come here as soon as possible."

Zhong Yanhong yawned: "I'll come at night when I wake up. Don't talk about it. I hung up. I haven't slept since last night." It is estimated that it is also a matter of living habits.

Wang Xiaoming watched Yang Ming put down the phone: "Boss Zhong is calling?" On Yang Ming's cell phone, there are probably only two people who can call, one is himself, and the other is Zhong Yanhong. For some reason, the relationship between Zhong Yanhong and Yang Ming is stronger than that of himself. Okay, why do they get along better?

Yang Ming nodded, but did not speak.

Wang Xiaoming put down his chopsticks: "I'm full. You guys are busy. I'll go to the police station and deliver my cell phone." Wang Xiaoming was thinking about Huang Jiangong's affairs. He packed a shrimp dumpling and took Sun Lei's cell phone and Yang Ming's. While recording, he went to the police station. Liu Hao was catching up on sleep in the temporary lounge when he was woken up by his colleague.

Wang Xiaoming looked at Liu Hao's tired face, and felt a little guilty: "Just leave this matter to your colleague, and you sleep with you. By the way, I brought you some shrimp dumplings for dessert."

Liu Hao wiped his face: "Thank you. I greeted him and said that you came to wake me up. I am responsible for this matter."

Wang Xiaoming took out the recording and played it to him: "Is this useful?"

Liu Hao said: "It's useful. But in this recording, at most, it can be heard that the surname Huang and Sun Lei colluded. It is not certain that the surname Huang ordered Sun Lei to set the fire."

"Have you found someone surnamed Huang?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

Liu Hao said: "I have already searched for it, but I refused to plead guilty. He put the responsibility on Sun Lei."

Wang Xiaoming said: "Then Sun Lei is dead, won't he tell?"

Liu Hao sighed helplessly: "Sun Lei's words are only one-sided. There is no conclusive evidence to prove that the surnamed Huang told him to set the fire. The surnamed Huang has already gone back, and the higher-ups told him to let go."

"Is this the way it is?" Wang Xiaoming said angrily.

Liu Hao said: "With this recording, we can know that he has something to do with Sun Lei's fraud of liquidated damages. I don't think it will be of much use, because the recording cannot be used as evidence, and even if he is sentenced, I think it is only a suspended execution at most. "

Wang Xiaoming sneered helplessly: "Can money turn ghosts around?"

Liu Hao patted him on the shoulder helplessly: "But after this time, I guess he will restrain himself for a while. You should be more careful in the future. Don't worry, I will help you to investigate. Once there is evidence, I will put He grabbed it."

Wang Xiaoming knew that this matter probably didn't make much progress. The surnamed Huang was a local snake, and it would not be easy to bring him down unless he was caught as a murderer and arsonist.

Wang Xiaoming went back to the store listlessly, and was brought back to reality by phone calls for ordering food and consultation along the way. As soon as the Weibo in the morning was sent out, many people responded to the post. They are still waiting and watching, asking about the price and selling method.

Wang Xiaoming got up his spirits and went back to the store to help. He only saw king crabs this time. They are really big ones, usually one weighs five or six catties, and the small ones weigh three or four catties.The goods they buy are chilled crabs, which cost tens of yuan per catty. If they are fresh crabs, they cost 300 yuan per catty, and one crab costs 2000 yuan.King crabs are not easy to keep fresh, and they will die within a day of being out of the water. When transported from Alaska to China, they are already dead. For storage, they are usually frozen immediately after being caught, so the domestic consumption is usually fresh crabs.

A large king crab can be sold for thousands of dollars if it is processed. If it is not for a banquet, most people will not be able to eat one, so it is normal for diners to wait and see.

(End of this chapter)