Wear to the age!I take the space to eat and drink spicy food

Chapter 68: Dosage Aside from Poisoning

"Okay!" Jiang Dabao has small hands, and it is most convenient to grab the crayfish and scrub them. He obediently responded, took the bench and squatted in front of the tub, and started scrubbing them one by one with a hard-bristled brush.

Aunt Jiang came in with some firewood. Seeing Jiang Dabao cleaning up the little red worms, she also found a bench and came together.

Jiang Xue originally thought about telling Mrs. Jiang not to be tired, but then she thought about it, it is not a bad thing to do some things within her capacity, so she didn't say anything.

Jiang Xue fished out the soaked potato strips and drained them, and she began to pack up other ingredients in order not to waste time.

Cut out a little excess lean meat from the pork ribs, wash and chop the rest into pieces, add dark oyster sauce, thirteen spices, bay leaves, salt and a little chicken essence to taste, and then marinate.

After washing her hands, Jiang Xue dug out the flour from a jar again, dug out about two bowls of white flour, put another bowl of corn flour, and quickly chopped the lean meat cut from the ribs into minced meat and put it in the flour In it, beat the eggs into it and start stirring.

After thinking about it, Jiang Xue washed two carrots, grated them into shreds with a grater, chopped them up briefly, and then poured them into the flour batter and stirred them together.

She chops and chops all kinds of things here. Aunt Jiang and Jiang Dabao are scrubbing the crayfish and looking up curiously from time to time.

After Jiang Xue mixed the batter, Aunt Jiang couldn't help asking: "Girl, what did you do?"

"Meatballs, I'm going to make some meatballs."

While talking, Jiang Xue touched the potato sticks, they were very good and ready to use.

Aunt Jiang just lowered her head to scrub a crayfish, and Jiang Xue poured half a barrel of oil into the pot.

With a swish, the sound of oil sounded, and the aroma of potatoes mixed with the aroma of peanut oil wafted in the kitchen instantly.

The sound of oil was too loud, Aunt Jiang immediately stood up and looked into the pot.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, Aunt Jiang feels like her heart is about to jump out.

My mother, so much oil, um, do these slag potato sticks need so much oil?

She stretched out her hand to stop it, but the oil was already in the pot. At this moment, Jiang Xue was slowly walking the potato sticks with a shovel. Mrs. Jiang felt sorry for the oil, and she was annoyed that she didn't keep an eye on the kitchen. She felt distressed .

After thinking about it, she felt that her grandson was still greedy. If the third baby hadn't said that she wanted to eat French fries, the girl wouldn't be so wasteful, so she gave Jiang Dabao a look, too ignorant.

Jiang Dabao grabbed a crayfish and stood up, seeing the scene in the pot, he was also shocked: "Auntie, why did you pour so much oil?"

Jiang Xue turned around and saw the grandparents and grandson stretching their necks, with distressed expressions on their faces. She didn't know what was going on, and explained with a smile: "French fries are a bit more oily, but it's okay. The oil will not go to waste."

When she said this, Aunt Jiang's complexion improved a bit, and the pain in her heart seemed to be relieved by more than half. That's right, even if you fry a potato, there will still be oil left. Although it is still a waste, there is still some left over .

The potatoes were fried very quickly. Jiang Xue saw that the heat was almost ready, so she took out the fried French fries with a large spoon.

The flat basket is covered with greaseproof paper, the French fries are picked up and placed on top, and then sprinkled with a little salt while it is hot, the homemade French fries are ready.

This is what Jiang Xue learned from the restaurant chef who worked part-time. The French fries are crispy and crispy when hot, although they will be a little soft when cooled, but with salt, they will be fine after three to five days, and they are still so delicious.

Now that it's cold, it's even more bearable.

However, Jiang Xue only made less than five catties, and it was enough for the three of them to eat as snacks for two days.

The oil in the pot was still boiling, Jiang Xue took out some firewood, and then put the marinated ribs into the pot.

There was a louder sound than fried potatoes, and even though Jiang Xue had paid attention, some oil was still splashed on her clothes.

Not to mention that the pork ribs have been marinated, the smell of deep-fried meat is more fragrant than that of potatoes. Soon, the smell of fried pork ribs wafted in the kitchen.

Aunt Jiang and Jiang Dabao stood up again. They stretched their necks. The older one had a dazed expression, while the younger one was full of astonishment.

"Auntie, there is still one month until the Chinese New Year."

"I know." Jiang Xue pressed the ribs, added two sticks of firewood to the stove, and said, "Isn't there leftover oil from the French fries, so I fried the ribs so as not to waste it."

"Mother, let me tell you, my rib frying skills are still very good."

Aunt Jiang's mouth twitched when she heard the words, she didn't know what to say for a while, she nodded slowly, speechless in her heart, what the emotional girl said about not wasting oil was not to put it away, but to use it like this.

This seems like no waste, but, but...

The struggle of the crayfish pinched in her hand made Aunt Jiang come back to her senses, forget it, the ribs are all in the pot, what else can she say.

When she was sitting down, Aunt Jiang suddenly looked at a bowl of flour and minced meat on the shelf. She remembered that Jiang Xue said that she wanted to make meatballs, so, do you want to make fried meatballs later? !

If Jiang Xue knew Aunt Jiang's conjecture, she would definitely nod in surprise.

In later generations, the used oil cannot be used a second time, or the small article about carcinogenicity has been circulated wildly in the circle of friends for a while.

Of course, there is indeed a certain basis, but talking about toxicity regardless of dosage is hooliganism.

Jiang Xue didn't plan to use oil like this every day, so she didn't take it seriously.

What's more, in this year and month, if she dared to pour out the oil she used once, she would definitely be pointed at her nose and scolded the little bourgeois.

The oil used by the stalls and hawkers on the street in the later generations is not repeated, and some are even dirty gutter oil. Hers is at least clean peanut oil, but there are a little more fried things.

As Mrs. Jiang guessed, the meatballs Jiang Xue said were not steamed, but fried.

The spoon scooped the batter from the basin and swirled it into the pot, and the small balls fell off the spoon, floating in the pot and rolling up and down.

one, two, three...

Wait for the balls to change color in the pot, and when they are browned and fragrant, it takes about 3 minutes for them to be cooked in the pot, and then they are taken out with a slotted spoon.

Jiang Xue didn't make too many, but Wanzi also made two small baskets.

When Jiang Xue saw that there was a big stove in the kitchen, within two days after moving here, Jiang Xue found a chance to get a big iron pot and put it on. It is usually used to boil water for bathing, but now it is very convenient to use it to fry things.

After frying three things, there was still a lot of oil in the pot. Jiang Xue saw that the crayfish was still not ready, so she took out the firewood from the stove.

Prepare onion, ginger and garlic, star anise, dried chili, cinnamon, pepper... When Jiang Xue prepares all the seasonings, the crayfish will be cleaned.

Two dozen catties of crayfish filled two pots. Aunt Jiang seemed to know what was going on when she saw Jiang Xue's posture.

"The little red worms are burned with oil?"

(End of this chapter)