[Sufficient? Did she know why she was cooking here? He breathed through his nose. There it was, a headache, but he had to focus here so he could not do anything about it. He gave her the bowl of filling. Because this had already turned out so bland, he suspected the sauce would be the same, if she made it yet.]

Not for this. This is for a festival. They want good food. Make the dumplings with this.

[He assisted in making dumplings as well. Unlike the pace he used before to demonstrate, he moved much faster. In a few fluid motions, he took the dough, formed some filling, and crimped the edges. Soon the number of prepared dumplings piled up, ready to cook. He checked the pot of water to see if it was up to temperature.]