"Pie in the sky won't just drop into your lap..."
"I know, these people just want to bamboozle us into buying stuff. All we have to do is sit there, pay them no mind as they boast, and wait to collect the goodies." Jiang He rolled out the dough with a nonchalant tone, as she had originally wanted to leave the moment she sat down, only staying to see if they were truly giving away eggs.
Xu Qing fell silent as he seriously mixed his filling, the meat had been minced at the market, and after returning home, he mixed in minced ginger and chopped it again. This was the tastiest method that Jiang He had found after several tries.
After adding the seasoning to the finely chopped meat filling and mixing it with green onions, stirring it with chopsticks, the flavor of the filling became apparent.
