I became an interstellar treasure with food

Chapter 23 Scallion Pancakes and Fried Buns
Scallion pancakes belong to northern snacks in the ancient earth.

The taste is fragrant and salty.

It is very common in the streets and alleys.

Ye Jiaojiao smeared chives and a little salt on the rolled thin noodle cake, then rolled it up from one side of the noodle cake and rolled it into a long roll.

Pinch both ends of the long roll tightly, start rolling from one end, roll into a disc shape, and then roll out the round cake to be thinner, and the movement of the hand should be as light as possible to prevent the chopped green onion from piercing the dough.

After the preparations were done, Ye Jiaojiao started to heat up the pot.

When pancakes, the fire should not be too big.

Heat up a frying pan and cook until the scallion pancakes are golden brown on both sides.

If you like to eat crisper ones, you can uncover the lid first and continue frying for a while.

Soon, Ye Jiaojiao filled out crispy and crispy scallion pancakes one by one, and asked Ye Xiao to bring them to the table.

Ye Xiao sniffed the scent of scallion pancakes, shrugged his nose, and glanced at the plate frequently.

He wavered between 'being teased by Ye Jiaojiao' and 'enduring'.

It shouldn't matter if you eat one, right?

after all there are so many
Ye Jiaojiao should not find out...

Ye Xiao's back was facing Ye Jiaojiao at the moment, but Ye Jiaojiao seemed to have heard his inner voice through his body, and when he was about to stretch out his little claws, he said suddenly: "What are you doing standing there? Go and call Susan." Call and ask where she is."

"Got it." Ye Xiao shook his body and responded weakly.

Due to time constraints, Ye Jiaojiao did not have time to make sweet noodle sauce and hot sauce.

After frying all the prepared scallion pancakes, start making fried buns.

Fried buns, like scallion pancakes, are also northern snacks.

Crispy skin, thick juice, fragrant meat and delicateness are its characteristics.

Take a bite and it won't linger for a long time.

After making the scallion pancake, there is still half of the round strip.

There are more than 50 bun skins rolled out, which is almost enough for two pots.

The stuffing is made from the exotic meat that I bought yesterday.

In the first step, Ye Jiaojiao pours oil into the pot until the surface of the pot is smooth, fills the buns one by one from the outside to the inside, then adds water and covers the pot.

Simmer until the water is basically dry, remove the cover, and then pour in the oil again.

Cover and turn pan, fry for about 2 minutes.

When the cover was lifted, the buns had bulged.

The bottom of the bag has a bright golden color.

Finally, sprinkle a small handful of black sesame seeds, and the delicious pan-fried buns are freshly baked.

In the air, the onion scent that hadn't dissipated in time added a salty scent that belonged to fried buns, and Susan, who had just arrived, smelled it and found it.

Susan's eyes widened, and she rubbed her eyes again after a few seconds. With a bright disbelief on her face, she pointed to Ye Jiaojiao and swallowed at the fried buns in the pan: "Jiaojiao? What are you doing? I feel like my legs can't move!"

"Hurry up and wash your hands, and get ready for breakfast." Ye Jiaojiao was already hungry after working for a long time, and couldn't muster up the energy to explain the food, so she speeded up quietly, and rushed to the dining table to sit down first.

Seeing this, Susan yelled excitedly, and Ye Xiao didn't give in.

At the dinner table, the three of them had a rare tacit understanding.

Resolutely don't delay the effort of talking, shut your mouth, and bury your head in eating.

Each of the scallion pancakes just out of the pan is golden in color.

It looks like there are several layers.

The skin is thin and crispy.

The sides of the noodles are slightly raised, and the emerald green chives are dotted in it.

Looking at it makes people feel very appetizing.

When Ye Xiao was growing up, he would eat three or four bites of a piece of cake.

That stern pretty face seemed to have softened a lot.

Like a kitten with a rua on its jaw.

Lazy.

Anyway, it gave the shit shovel officer a good look.

Compared to Ye Xiao who was mentally prepared for Ye Jiaojiao's skills, Susan's reaction was greater.

She obviously prefers fried buns.

One bite at a time, I wish I could pull the plate into my arms.

The image of Yujie who is both A and sassy is gone forever.

With a bulging mouth, he didn't forget to praise Ye Jiaojiao's craftsmanship while eating.

(End of this chapter)