Gourmet: Twins' Father and Chef of the Kindergarten

Chapter 612: Chapter 511: Nothing Is Difficult in This World If You’re Willing to Give Up (Part 2)

In the video, the wonton wrappers demonstrated by Huang Jun were as thin as a cicada’s wings, showcasing exquisite craftsmanship that was truly awe-inspiring.

Achieving such a level is not something that can be accomplished overnight, nor can it be easily mastered by a novice in dough-making.

Seeing her husband’s skeptical attitude, Qu Qing’s face was full of displeasure, as if to say, "You can doubt my experience, but you cannot deny my potential." She firmly replied, "Who’s joking with you? I’m very confident, okay!"

Seeing this, although Lin Weilin had his doubts, he chose to trust her this time, simply replying "OK," and continued his work with a slight sense of unease.

Full of ambition, Qu Qing stepped into the kitchen, officially embarking on her journey to make homemade wontons with crepe-like wrappers.

But as she delved deeper into the process...

She gradually realized her naivety.

Attempting to make wontons by herself for the first time, she boldly started from kneading the dough, as shown in the video, instead of buying pre-made wonton wrappers.

Kneading dough is indeed quite easy, but that’s for those like Huang Jun who are proficient, not including a rookie like Qu Qing.

Therefore.

Even though she added flour and water according to the video’s ratio, she still couldn’t control the water quantity well, and accidentally added too much water.

At her wit’s end, she fell into the endless cycle of "too much water add flour, too much flour add water," eventually using up an entire small bag of medium-gluten flour.

Needless to say, her dough-kneading skill...

If her son saw it, he would definitely tease her, possibly even saying, "Mom, your dough is not as good as mine!"

However, compared to the setback with kneading dough, the process of making the wonton filling seemed much more manageable, and she completed it smoothly in no time.

"Rolling out wonton wrappers is truly a technical skill... This is so hard..."

Qu Qing muttered as she worked, the rolling pin in her hand battling with the dough.

The ideal wonton wrappers in her mind, though not as thin as Huang Jun’s, which could show words through them, should at least be light and elegant. However, the reality was the finished product in her hands was as thick as a pancake.

"Look at Qingqing’s dad, the wonton wrappers he makes are so thin they’re translucent, truly a miracle in craftsmanship. And mine? Sigh, this thickness is almost like a city wall. It’s really ’comparing oneself to others can be infuriating, and comparing goods makes one want to toss out their own.’ I really want to know how Qingqing’s dad does it."

After much effort, Qu Qing resignedly comforted herself with the mindset of "No task is difficult if you’re willing to give up": "Forget it, forget it, as long as they can be wrapped!"

Saying so, she reluctantly cut the unsatisfactory wrappers into square pieces, preparing to wrap the wontons.

But she found herself unable to seal the wonton wrapper with one hand like Huang Jun, not to mention that the wonton wrappers were not very easy to seal.

Having no other choice, she resorted to the old-fashioned method, wetting the edges of the wrapper to help seal it.

"Honey, I’m back, you’re still at it!"

Lin Weilin walked into the house, headed straight to the kitchen, and immediately saw Qu Qing’s busy figure and the array of differently-shaped wontons on the counter.

At that moment...

He slightly regretted not finding an excuse to avoid this "special" lunch, while also feeling that his wife’s words were not to be trusted, and couldn’t help but chime in with a bit of teasing: "Hey, didn’t you say making crepe-like wontons was a breeze? Seems like it’s easier to talk big! Your wontons, besides lacking the elegance of a crepe, have a certain ’unique’ ugliness about them!"

Qu Qing looked up and rolled her eyes exaggeratedly at him, replying with displeasure, "Ugly? That’s called personality! You don’t understand; this is the ’taste of home,’ one of a kind! Besides, the taste is what ultimately matters for wontons, who cares about good looks? They all end up the same in your belly!"

After that, she didn’t miss the chance to "educate" him a bit: "Look at you, coming home just to run your mouth, not even thinking of helping out. Want to go hungry?"

"Alright, alright, I’ll stop talking. I’ll help with wrapping, okay?"

Lin Weilin quickly put on a smile, sensibly went to wash his hands, and rolled up his sleeves to join in wrapping the wontons.

With the two of them working together, efficiency increased greatly, and before long, the counter was piled high with a variety of wontons, enough for both of them to enjoy.

Qu Qing looked at their handiwork and nodded with satisfaction, then picked up her phone to document this rare family moment.

Though the aesthetic of the wontons still had room for improvement, at least they now looked like wontons, and Lin Weilin secretly breathed a sigh of relief. However, this relief didn’t last long—the wontons that were intact before going into the pot revealed a few unfortunate leaks after cooking.

"Honey, your wonton wrapping and cooking skills are not really up to par, you see, some of them are leaking..." Lin Weilin couldn’t help but speak up again.

Qu Qing immediately retorted, "Those leaking ones are clearly the ones you wrapped; it’s got nothing to do with me!"

Lin Weilin: "..."

How did this end up being my fault?

Well~

To make life passable, a man’s got to endure some things.

Despite the slightly bloated look of the wontons during this crepe-like wonton-making process, and the occasional leak during cooking, it couldn’t be denied that the filling, carefully seasoned according to the video, was indeed exceptional and surprising.

"Even though the wrappers are a bit thick and didn’t behave well while cooking, the taste is amazing, really on point!"

With a wonton in his mouth, Lin Weilin offered an evaluation that was both sincere and slightly teasing.

Upon hearing this, Qu Qing’s delicate face could not help but show a hint of proudness, her lips slightly curling upwards: "Of course, just take a look at whose craft it is!"