The peasant girl who escaped the famine: pick up the leak and pick up a prince

Chapter 160 Pastry that is better than meat

Yu Maimai was a little tired just now, and wanted to lie down and rest, when he saw you, Mrs. Ning, walking over with a basin in her arms.

"Mother, the hair is done. When are we going to make pastries? I can't wait?"

In the kitchen, Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Ning have already cleaned up the kitchen. A maroon apricot wood chopping board was polished brightly, and even the floor was swept spotless.

These two daughters-in-law should be the neatest daughters-in-law in the whole village now. The previous sloppy habit has been changed by more than half. slack.

Yu Maimai walked in, pointed to the chopping board and said, "Boss, wipe the chopping board clean, then move the steamer down, and wash it inside and out!"

"Second brother, you go and close the door, and then come back with some firewood, we are going to make pastries."

Ning was a little confused, this mother-in-law makes cakes, why did she close the door?
"Mother, we are the ones who make pastries, why do you close the door?"

Yu Maimai thought about Zhao's matter, she shook her head: "Could it be that you have forgotten that your aunt came to our house and stole our steamed stuffed bun formula, so that our steamed stuffed bun business didn't continue, this woman, a conspiracy Too much, we can't handle it, we must learn to prevent it."

Ning nodded: "Well, that's right, mother, there is nothing that a person like my aunt can't do. It's better to be careful, so as not to steal our pastry recipe again."

Yu Maimai put on an apron, washed his hands, and started kneading the dough.

She told Ning Shi: "The tomatoes and spinach I asked you to prepare, chopped them up and steamed them in a pot, what I want is soup, the more rotten the better, boil the tomatoes first, remember to wash the pot when cooking. "

According to Yu Maimai's instructions, Ning cooked tomato juice and spinach juice and put them aside.

Yu Maimai added tomato juice and spinach juice to the two balls of dough respectively, and then put them aside, using a basin to hold them up to wake up the dough.

Mrs. Zhang glanced at it secretly, and said in surprise: "Mother, why is it so beautiful? I didn't expect that this vegetable is so useful, and it can be combined with such beautifully colored noodles. The pastry must be very beautiful, but , In this case, do you need a lot of spinach and tomatoes?"

Yu Maimai picked up the oil pot, added some oil into the pot, and while pouring the oil lightly, he answered Mrs. Zhang's words: "This is not necessary. We grow spinach for free. We have tomatoes at home. Although there are not enough, but enough, besides, the persimmons in the market are not expensive now."

On the chopping board, Yu Maimai rolled out the dough and rolled it into two pieces of the same size. The bottom is green, the top is red, and the middle is white. The three colors of noodles are put together and cut with a knife. It becomes a rectangular dough, with a few knives in the middle, and then gently pulled with your hands, it becomes a beautiful flower.

Ning and Zhang were dazzled, and Ning said: "Mother, what is this, it looks so beautiful, but the oil is more expensive."

Ning's words made Yu Maimai think of colorful small flower rolls, and the small flower rolls produced in this way must be very popular.
"No, let's make some pastries first and see how they sell. If they sell well, we will continue to make them. If not, we can try colorful flower rolls."

Mrs. Zhang became curious. She saw the beautiful flowers on the chopping board, and her eyes widened in surprise: "Mother, I want to learn this too. This flower is so beautiful, it looks very appetizing now?"

"You all come here and watch me do it. This is very simple and you don't need to use any brains, but you remember it for me. You must not tell others what you have done this way. Otherwise, don't come back home. gone."

"Mother, can't even the adults and the two brothers of the Qiao family speak?"

"That's right, it's about passing it on inside but not outside!"

Yu Maimai's attitude was very firm, and the two daughters-in-law nodded.

Yu Maimai said: "Look at it, just use a knife to cut a rectangular dough piece of this size, make two cuts in the middle, and then gently pull it with your fingers."

Ning's is more dexterous, so he pulled it into a flower, but Zhang's, I don't know whether it was too much force or too much force when using the knife, and the dough was pressed into a lump. Mai had a headache and shook his head and said, "You, what did you do? You cut it gently with a knife. You cut off this side, so how can you pull it?"

"Mom, let me try again."

Picking up the knife again, and making two light strokes, Yu Maimai shook his head: "You are giving a facial massage, it hasn't been cut off yet, how do you pull it?"

Mrs. Zhang also had an unhappy face: "Mother, why can't this work, me, I won't learn anymore."

Yu Maimai didn't have much patience anymore, seeing that Ning's family had pulled a chopping board, and Zhang's family still couldn't learn, Yu Maimai saw that the oil in the pot was also hot, and said directly: "Okay, what will happen in the future?" Let the second family have time to teach you again, you start to light the fire now, remember, you need grass when you light the fire, otherwise the fire will be too big and it will easily turn black."

Yu Maimai picked it up with chopsticks and put it directly into the oil pan. She only saw a tumbling, and the pastry floated up. When the color turned completely yellow, she gently turned it over again, and just like that, the pastry was fried. When it came out, Yu Maimai fished it out with a basket, drained the oil and put it in a basin.

Mrs. Zhang is a glutton, so she stepped forward and yelled: "Mother, let me try your pastry, what does it taste like?"

She picked up the pastry, let go of the hot cake and threw it on the chopping board, and the pastry was cut in half. Mrs. Zhang picked up the pastry again, blew it twice, and put it in her mouth: "Mm, it's so crispy, so Delicious, really delicious!"

As he said that, he ate the whole pastry, and smacked his mouth twice, as if he still had something to say.

Ning Shi glanced at Zhang Shi: "Is there really such a delicious food? I can't believe it. Looking at you, it seems to be more delicious than meat?"

"Wait a minute, don't you know if you try it?"

Yu Maimai fished out all the pastries in the pot, and handed one to Ning Shi: "Try it, the taste of this pastry."

Yu Maimai took a sip with some regret, and shook his head: "I knew, I should have added more condiments to this noodle, in this way, the taste will be more delicious."

"Mother, it's alright, this taste is so crispy, there must be many people selling it."

Mrs. Zhang looked greedy, and her eyes were still staring at the plate of pastries in a daze. Yu Maimai picked out some broken pastries and handed them to Mrs. Zhang: "Eat it, I'll make you greedy. Not meat!"

While eating, Mrs. Zhang said, "Mother, is this pastry of yours more delicious than meat?"

(End of this chapter)