Once the bun's skin was completely pinched tight, and the number of pleats had reached exactly thirty-two, each one uniform in width and matching in length, even those with obsessive-compulsive disorder found it satisfying.
Just like that, a plump and round Crab Soup Dumpling with an even shape was ready.
Lin Xu placed the dumpling on the board, then stepped aside.
Well, since his senior brother wanted to show off, he might as well play along.
Qiu Zhenhua came over and looked down seriously at the Crab Bun Lin Xu had made,
"It seems I underestimated Master Lin. That pastry craftsmanship is impeccable, even better than the masters here who have been making them for years."
Xie Baomin then leaned in, smiling as he said,
"But still not quite up to your level. Your skills in this area truly are the best. How about we collaborate, Qiuqiu? Why don't you come over and try our Crab Buns in a couple of days, what do you think?"
