Great Power Reclamation

Chapter 1259
Erhong made noodles last night, and she decided to steam buns for her daughter early in the morning.The stuffing naturally has to be chopped in the morning, the mutton skin teeth.This stuffing is the best.

In fact, Piyazi and tomatoes are relatively popular vegetables all over the world.It can be used as a dish or as a condiment.As far away as Europe and the United States, as close as Southeast Asian countries, basically every meal is indispensable.

In some countries such as India, Pakistan, and Nepal, every dish is inseparable. If you don't have tomatoes and leather teeth, you won't be able to cook.

Pi Yazi is an onion. As for why it is called Pi Yazi, there is no way to verify this thing.

However, Chinese people have much less demand for onions. Many mainlanders have never seen this thing, especially the southerners. Many people have never seen it, let alone eat it.

However, in later generations, there are gradually everywhere, but there are very few cooking methods.Until now many restaurants didn't have dishes made with onions.

I first chose a piece of mutton, fat and thin.Finely chop.Erhong used to be a cook. Although she could only cook some simple dishes, she couldn't go hungry.

Ye Mei was also woken up early by the sound of her mother chopping stuffing. Seeing her chopping meat, she clamored to be hungry.In fact, she is not hungry yet, it's just a child's conditioned reflex when she sees food.

Erhong appeases her daughter and speeds up.Then there is tragedy.The minced meat is easy to chop, just use your strength.

But the onion is a bit disobedient. The key is that it can't help but be moved by itself. Before an onion is cut, tears are streaming down the face.

"Godmother, don't cry! I'll wipe it for you." Ye Mei sensiblely came over with a towel to wipe her tears.

Erhong lowered her head to let her daughter wipe it clean. As for the godmother, she asked her daughter to call her. There is no way, her daughter is still too young, so she can't figure out why she has so many mothers?Isn't there only one family?

At this time Masha knocked on the door, and Erhong let her in.Seeing Er Hong's red and swollen eyes, she quickly comforted her: "Sister, don't be sad, I don't know how to cook, and I didn't even cry."

Erhong was angry and laughed, so she pointed to the onion and explained the reason.

Unexpectedly, Martha understood this well, and asked Erhong to soak the onion in cold water, and it would be fine not to look directly at it when cutting.

This trick really worked, the onion was cut up quickly, and then the stuffing was adjusted.Erhong asked Martha to help, and after a while they ate buns together, and the noodles were ready.

Martha likes stuffed buns and dumplings very much, so she can do whatever the obedient Erhong asks her to do.

Erhong has already started kneading the dough, asking Martha to adjust the stuffing, and telling her what to put.Although Martha can't cook, she is still very competent as a tool person.

"Salt, a handful. A little spiced noodles, some soy sauce, and monosodium glutamate as appropriate." Erhong ordered everything.

Martha listened with a dazed expression. She knew everything, but she really couldn't understand the measurement.

"Sister, can you give me a more accurate weight, such as a few grams, tens of grams. I don't know how much this is, the right amount, or a little!"

Erhong didn't care: "That's what my mother taught me, just don't make the stuffing salty or tasteless. I don't know how much!"

Martha finally understood what was going on now, it turned out that Er Hong didn't know how much to put.This can be self-assessed.

Pour a handful of salt into it, then soy sauce, vinegar, and various seasonings.After the seasoning was mixed well, Martha nodded in satisfaction.It seems to smell good.

She likes the taste of Chinese soy sauce, which is full of fragrance, which is not available in Germany.So, after mixing the stuffing, she poured another half a bottle into it.

At that time, there was no difference between light soy sauce and old soy sauce, just soy sauce.The color is not that heavy, so even if you put more, it doesn't look black.

After making the stuffing sticky, Erhong's noodles have been reconciled.The two started making buns, and the two daughters also forgot to be hungry at this time, and followed them to play with noodles.

But at this time Erhong was dumbfounded, because she realized that she didn't know how to make buns at all.

But this is not a problem for her. If she doesn't know how to make dumplings, she can make dumplings. Anyway, there is such a thing as steamed dumplings.

It was Martha who kept chanting: "Sister, this look is wrong, the buns are round."

Erhong said helplessly: "I don't know how, if you know how, you can do it. I make dumplings, and they taste the same when you eat them."

Martha struggled for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so she had to give up in the end.

But Ye Mei wondered if she watched grandma steamed buns too much, and made a plausible bun.It's not pretty, but it's round anyway.

The two mothers immediately regarded her as a treasure and humbly learned from their daughters.In the end, the buns were also made, although they were still ugly.

The two discussed it, and after a while, it was steamed, and then it was sent to the mother-in-law, so that she could taste the craftsmanship of the two.

The steamed buns were steamed for half an hour and turned off the heat. You have to wait a while before uncovering the pot, otherwise the buns will collapse.This is what my mother told me when I was a child.

The time finally came, and the two of them were a little excited when they uncovered the pot.Although they are all bosses of companies with hundreds of millions of dollars.But facing the first pot of buns in life, he couldn't calm down.

The moment the pot lid was lifted, both of them were dumbfounded.There are no round and elastic buns as imagined.

It was a bunch of suspicious objects paralyzed in the cage.

Martha observed for a long time and asked, "Sister, did we do this?"

Erhong glanced at her, nodded helplessly, who doesn't have magic, and can steal these buns from them?

This side is obviously not raised, but is this unscientific?Obviously when kneading the dough, the dough is so good.

But it's useless to say anything at this time, and this thing can't be rewound.I can only accept my fate and take it out of the pot.

It turned out that the two daughters were more face-saving and praised: "The pancakes made by the godmother are so beautiful, my grandma can't even make them."

It doesn't matter whether it looks good or not, anyway, this thing is cooked, so eat it quickly.Martha also comforted Erhong: "Sister is fine, we will make it next time, this is probably delicious, my stuffing tastes really good."

When Er Hong heard it made sense, didn't it just mean that her face didn't swell, and she was still steamed?This does not affect the taste, and the strength of the dead noodles is not unpalatable.

So they filled one for each person in a small bowl, and said: "Hurry up and eat, let's go play when we are full."

The two little girls cheered and moved their chopsticks inside.

Then there was no more, one bite down, both daughters spit out the buns that had been bitten off in their mouths.

"Godmother, it's too bitter!" Ye Mei's small face was wrinkled like a bun, and she complained in a crying voice.

Erhong also took a bite in doubt, and immediately frowned, trying to swallow it, but finally spat it out.

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