So, these dumplings won't have the same massive destructive power as the food Mu Keren made before?
Hearing this, Huang Qingtian finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Meanwhile, Mu Keren was complaining on the side: "Why are all my dumplings falling apart?"
She was so anxious that she started stirring the dumplings in Huang Qingtian's bowl with a small spoon to see how many had fallen apart.
But because of her stirring, even more dumplings broke apart.
In no time, the dumplings in Huang Qingtian's bowl looked like a mess with the skins and fillings completely separated, making them look extremely unpresentable.
"The skin of a dumpling is just that small. You put too much filling, of course, it won't work!"
Zhou Ziyu seemed to have expected this outcome a long time ago and had already cooked a bowl of dumplings she had personally made, for Mu Keren to see.
Sure enough, the dumplings Zhou Ziyu made were all intact.
