Even if it was ugly, once boiled, it could still be eaten.
Rong Xingyu clapped his hands to encourage him. "Big Brother is amazing! You finally succeeded!"
On the side, Rong Zhenqiao finally let out a breath of relief and a small smile appeared on his face.
After getting Rong Xingyu's approval, Rong Zhenqiao suddenly felt that he had found his confidence again, so he reached out to take another dumpling wrapper.
Before he could watch Rong Zhenqiao make more unbelievably ugly "dumplings," Rong Xingyu quickly turned his head away.
He decided he should look at how the others were doing instead.
The moment he looked at the others, Rong Xingyu felt like his head suddenly became twice as big!
"Third Brother, you can just guess the amount of filling. You really don't need to use a machine to weigh it!"
Rong Zhijian looked at that very precise instrument in front of him: "…"
If the machine knew it was used to weigh dumpling filling, it would probably cry.
