Savage Fortune Little Landlord

He just took Wen Ya's meat last night, but today he said that he didn't need others to give it to him.

This is really not convincing at all.

Pursing her lips, Xia Weiwei, who didn't want to say anything at first, said, "If you don't become a leader, based on what you know, it will be easy to leave! Wouldn't it be better if you don't expect others to live your life?"

Gouging out Xia Weiwei, who has no eyesight, Yuanyuan said angrily: "There are many, where is it difficult? If you are willing to do it yourself, where is it different?"

She doesn't have the ambition to be the leader, but she also doesn't want to see the face of Xia Weiwei, a dead girl. However, she is not as heartless as Xiaoying, so she can do without her mother and father.

She wants to leave, but her parents don't want to leave, so what else can she do, naturally she just continues to wrong herself!

Yuanyuan refused to admit that she was inferior to Xia Weiwei, and tried every means to find reasons to convince herself.

When the eyes met Xia's slightly smiling eyes, he almost couldn't hold back his breath: "Don't say that we will be more, people will treat us better, if you say such words, I will think you have some purpose."

"What's my purpose?" Xia Wei asked with a smile, unable to hold back the amusedness.

No matter how Yuanyuan looked at Xia Weiwei's face, she seemed to understand what she wanted to express, and she was a little annoyed.

"Don't think that you are smart and I will let you go."

"When did you let me go? Isn't it because I let you all the time?" This really wronged her.

With her mouth pursed, she asked pitifully, "Shall I give an example?"

Scanning everyone in Wenbu, Yuanyuan felt like she was on Xia Weiwei's boat.

She is rushing to give Xia Weiwei a good impression!

The two around, Ah Ling and Lin Zhi thought that she would be tricked by Xia Weiwei, so that's why they came here, right?
Not to mention, Ah Ling and Lin Zhi really had a purpose for following, one, they wanted to see Yuanyuan's jokes, and the other, more important, they wanted to analyze Xia Weiwei's bottom line.

The fact that Fen Ying's mother and daughter were kicked out was a matter of certainty. They were not at the same level as Fen Ying's mother and daughter, but they also offended Xia Weiwei.

Yuanyuan was a sample for them.

There was a ghost in their hearts, and they both pretended not to see Yuanyuan's vicious gaze.

"Hmph~" I won't let you see a joke.

Silently, Yuanyuan turned her head and sprayed at Xia Weiwei: "I want to say that no one will keep your mouth shut, who cares if you like to talk or not."

Not wanting to be Xia Weiwei's tool, and also not wanting A Ling, Lin Zhi sees the joke Yuan Yuan angrily walks away, feeling that Yuan Yuan dare not even test Xia Wei Wei's bottom line, Lin Zhi is disappointed.

After looking at each other, the two silently looked at the fried yam slices in the oil pan.

The women and children of Wenbu were warned by their father father last night that no matter what the reason is, they should not participate in the disputes between the Kusanuma tribes.

The two children bickered, although they were curious, neither of them asked more questions, just like that, silently watching Xia Weiwei pick up the yam tablets to control oil and sprinkle salt.

The yam slices, which were not considered crispy at first, became stiff after cooling in the grass basket.

It is crispy and salty after eating in your mouth. After tasting one piece, I can't wait to have another one.

"It's delicious!" After such a long time, Xia Weiwei, who ate puffed food again, wished to sit aside and finish all the yam slices in the small basket.

Fortunately, she is quite sensible.

After letting the onlookers taste it, Xia Weiwei poured the yam slices in the small basket into a big bowl, preparing to give it to Wen Ya.

That kid is a great master, and he will buy him when he should be bought.

"What's going on here?" Qiao Qiao, a woman from Wenshui, the leader of the Ministry of Wen, was very puzzled: "It looked soft when you took it out of the pot, how come it becomes crispy and crispy when you eat it?"

There are still some soft yam slices in the oil pan that become crispy after cooling, Xia Weiwei really can't explain.

The hand pouring the yam tablets just stopped.

Looking at the women, Xia Weiwei thought, how can I say that they can understand, but Qingmei spoke at this moment.

"We have fried meatballs before. If the meatballs turn yellow in the pot, they will continue to cook in the residual heat after taking them out. If you are not careful, the golden color will become burnt black."

"Just now, the edge of this yam slice has started to turn yellow. Our children picked it up at this time because they were afraid of bananas. As for how it became so dry, I'm afraid we can't dismiss it for you for the time being. The fried yam slice It’s the first time we’ve done this kind of thing, and we couldn’t have imagined what it would look like!”

I haven't done it before, everyone should use their creative spirit and study hard.

What is the result of this research that has not been done before, naturally it should not be so easily answered.

Xia Weiwei was instantly awakened by Qingmei's sudden talk.

Blinking and blinking, she innocently followed suit: "I'm afraid it's burnt, and I'm curious why it turned out like this!"

"This should also be a problem with the residual temperature. It has been fried to the point of frying, and the residual temperature just dries it out. Such thin slices will naturally become brittle after drying!" Qingmei then helped to find a remedy.

After licking his lips and recalling the texture and taste, Qiao Qiao nodded seriously: "You guys have experience, so that should be the case."

"This is not much experience, and you will understand when you do a lot in the future." Qingmei said modestly.

When it comes to practice makes perfect, Qiao Qiao immediately remembered the important task of today: "I have almost seen it here, let's go look elsewhere."

The yam was not similar to anything they had cooked in the past, not to mention the Wenbu needed to see it, even everyone in Kusanuma needed it.

Of course, today they have important responsibilities.

"Sister Qiaoqiao, tell me what you see along the way, so that what we do can benefit and avoid harm."

"Yes." Qingmei said, how could she refuse?
Qingmei's behavior of not treating herself as an outsider made Qiaoqiao very happy. He walked and watched all the way, and he really asked questions, and saw a lot of problems.

Yams cannot be fried, thin or thick, or large and finely chopped. However, any fried yam has a problem of sticking to the pan. Once the pan sticks, the burnt smell will come out. No matter how you eat it, it will not taste good.

For frying, the more oil the better, not only the more oil, but also the thinner the better, stir fry quickly, and cook it before the mucus sticks to the pan. A few times, not only broken, but also the same situation as when fried.

As for steaming and boiling, the two methods are almost the same. The cooked ones are soft and delicious, while the uncooked ones are crisp and refreshing.

After going around in a circle, Qiao Qiao, who came back to the far side, talked to Qing Mei one by one, and when he talked about the excitement, he said: "If you say it is delicious, your fried yam chips are delicious. However, this oil is not easy to get. It's not easy to eat this taste!"

Wen Shui obviously didn't mention Wen Ya's power to Qiao Qiao, but when it came to yesterday's meat, she yearned for it again.

"Today I asked him to find a way to catch guinea pigs, but I don't know if he can do it!"