The Guide of How to Be an Interstellar Tycoon

Jun Zhehao: "I will come when I come."

The confident Jun Zhehao started to get started, but he soon stopped laughing, because the dough he rolled was even stranger than Fang Weixuan's, and it was completely useless.

The situation of the other people was similar. In the end, Gu Bai decided, "I'll make the dough, and you all make dumplings."

So, Gu Bai started to teach everyone how to make dumplings, the simplest kind.

But dumplings, as everyone knows, is not easy for beginners to learn for a while. Even people with basic cooking skills like Fang Weixuan and Tang Qiu make them crookedly, not to mention Jun Molin and the others. A group of soldiers whose ten fingers do not touch the sun and water, their hands are used to control the mecha, not to make dumplings.

"You don't need to look good, as long as you don't let your stuffing be exposed." In the end, Gu Bai also knew that they couldn't teach them how to teach them, so he had to reduce the requirements for them to a minimum.

Anyway, what everyone wants to make dumplings together is this atmosphere, everyone is happy, and there is no need to make them look good.

Chapter 245 New Year's Eve Dinner

"Haha, you are so ugly, so ugly has affected my appetite." After Jun Zhehao finished wrapping one, he immediately turned to look at Zhao Mingyu next to him, looking at the crooked, ugly one in his hand. The dumpling-like thing immediately created a thick filter for the dumplings he made, and mocked Zhao Mingyu unceremoniously.

Not to be outdone, Zhao Mingyu placed the dumplings he had made beside the dumplings made by Jun Zhehao, and compared the two, it was really ugly.

"Yours isn't much better. Where did you get your face to laugh at me?"

"My bag is a bit ugly compared to others, but it's definitely much better than yours." Jun Zhehao argued that he would never be the ugliest person to bag, not even one of them.

So, the two naive ghosts started arguing about who made the ugliest dumplings. Arrived next to the person who made dumplings seriously.

Zhao Mingnan was one of the victims. He was concentrating on kneading the dumplings. Now he can make the dumplings without revealing the filling, but he feels that it is not enough. It can make the dumplings look better.

As a result, before the lace of a dumpling was finished, a lump of white flour was thrown onto the face, and a white mark was printed.

Jun Zhehao and Zhao Mingyu, who were having a great time fighting, suddenly seemed to have been pressed the pause button and stood still, but the expressions on their faces were terrified, as if they had seen a terrible scene.

Zhao Mingnan continued to hold the dumplings in his hands calmly, as if the person who had just been thrown was not him.

After he finished pinching the dumplings in his hands, he carefully placed them on the table next to him, and then saw him slowly wiping his slender and beautiful fingers with a faint smile on his face.

The flour on his fingers was wiped clean, he stood up slowly and walked in the direction of Jun Zhehao and Zhao Mingyu.

The two of them were still maintaining the posture of the face-to-face fight. If you look closely, you can see that when Zhao Mingnan walked towards them, their bodies trembled slightly.

Guan Qing watched this scene with schadenfreude, and had no plans to make a relief at all.

"Brother, I didn't do it on purpose, it was because of him that I couldn't help myself..." Zhao Mingyu finally found his voice and hurriedly explained, but before he could finish speaking, Zhao Mingnan grabbed the collar and dragged him out. .

Of course, Jun Zhehao was also dragged out at the same time.

"What are they going to do?" Gu Bai finished rolling out the dough on his hands and was about to make the next dough when he saw Zhao Mingnan dragging one out with one hand.

Jun Morin: "Don't worry about them."

"Anan went to stop the quarrel between them, and by the way, I have a relationship with them." Guan Qing replied with a smile.

Hearing this, Gu Bai was about to nod his head when he heard two extremely high screams from outside, and the source of the sound was obviously the two people who had just been dragged out.

So...that's the way to stop quarrels and flirting?

This way... a bit strange.

But apart from the first scream, Gu Bai didn't hear the movement of the two again, and Zhao Mingnan walked in quickly, with the same gentle smile on his face as always.

"Sister-in-law, let's continue making dumplings. They have seriously realized their mistakes and won't waste any more dough."

"Ah? Good." Gu Bai looked at Zhao Mingnan and sat back in his seat. He always felt that something was weird, but he couldn't figure out why.

Forget it, let's continue rolling out the dough. Everyone is making dumplings very fast, and the dough is almost used up.

As for Jun Zhehao and Zhao Mingyu, who were still outside, the two were sitting back to back at the moment, and they couldn't see the quarrel and fight just now.

"Your brother is so ruthless. He looks so handsome and looks at such a gentle person, how can he hit someone so ruthlessly?" Jun Zhehao touched the corner of his mouth, and immediately gasped in pain.

It is said that hitting people is not slapping in the face, but Zhao Mingnan only hit his handsome face, he must be jealous that he is more handsome than him.