Jiang Xuan nodded in understanding, without giving much explanation.
Whether by generation or age, they were all his subjects, his younger ones.
Xia Xian's family had hired a master of Chinese cuisine who was particularly skilled with dumpling fillings.
They even prepared coins and red dates according to customs back home.
Some dumplings had regular fillings, while others contained a coin or a red date. Eating a dumpling with a 'surprise' inside was said to presage a year of wealth or blossoming romance.
Everyone except Jiang Xuan and Xia Xian joined in the dumpling making.
Making them together was more meaningful.
But the chef soon realized—none of these people knew how to make dumplings!
His subordinates had never done delicate work; their dumplings were bigger than buns, like depth charges.
Shen Jing, however, made pretty good ones—neat and shaped like little ingots.
Xia Ye also made one.
Her hands were skilled at making traps and preparing powders, but cooking...
