Not only did Huo Jiling follow Li Muyao's instructions, but he also almost messed up the way he ate the dumplings.
As long as Li Muyao could tell how to eat it, Huo Jiling made it out. Frying, frying, steaming, boiling, braising, Huo Jiling made every kind of dumpling. Fortunately, Huo Jiling didn't make many dumplings of each kind, because Li Muyao only ate one of each kind.
Huo Jiling ate the rest alone.
Li Muyao was at least from Hunan Province, so she could only make six or seven dumplings with flour.
After tasting every dumpling, Li Muyao felt that she wouldn't want to eat dumplings for the next six months. She couldn't help but ask Huo Jiling,""Ling, are you not tired of dumplings?
Also, do all the people of Jin City like to eat dumplings? If you can't eat dumplings after the festival, it can't be considered a festival, right?"
