Farming game: raise cubs with equipment

Chapter 764 Winter Solstice
After the ice play ended, only two days later, the winter solstice officially arrived.

The emperor authorized all officials to take a vacation, and even the shops in the capital were closed one after another, just to let people spend a quiet winter solstice festival.

Yan Nianyan had already handed Yun Yiyi a greeting card. Since she recovered from her injury, she was selected as the crown princess by the emperor and empress, and got married half a year later.

During this period of time, she has been stuck at home embroidering wedding dresses. If it wasn't for the Winter Solstice, she might not be able to come out.

When Yan Nianyan came over, he brought Yun Yiyi some snacks.

The Winter Solstice Festival was supposed to be a gift of food between relatives and friends, and Yun Yiyi accepted it calmly. She smiled and poured a cup of hot tea for Yan Nianyan to drive away the cold: "I heard that you and the prince are scheduled to get married in half a year?"

"Oh, Madam Yan, how did you know?" Yan Nianyan blushed with embarrassment.

Yun Yiyi joked: "Not only do I know, but everyone in the capital must know too."

Yan Nianyan: "Madam Yan."

"Okay, I won't make fun of you anymore."

"Ms. Yan is not a few years older than me, so she is not as suitable as our sisters. Let me call you Sister Yun."

Yun Yiyi shook her head: "You are the future princess, this is not good."

"What's wrong, we can just call it that in private." Yan Nianyan looked unquestionable, she had wanted to call it that way a long time ago, because of the grace of saving her life, she couldn't be rash, now she has been with Yun Yiyi for a while Knowing that she didn't care about these false names, she dared to mention it.

Yun Yiyi saw that she couldn't be persuaded, so she also gave up, and said with a smile: "Sister Yan came here today to match my sister?"

"That's not true. I just came here to beg for a meal. I wonder if Sister Yun will reward her?" Hearing Yun Yiyi calling her Sister Yan, Yan Nianyan laughed softly.

Yun Yiyi curled her lips: "Why not? I wanted to make dumplings today, and you just happened to contribute some of my labor when you came."

Yan Nianyan saw her so ignorant, the smile in her eyes was also sincere: "Okay, I just want to learn too."

Today, Yan Qinghe and a few cubs were at home, and when they learned that Yun Yiyi was going to cook something delicious, they came to the kitchen early to wait.

Yun Yiyi also gave the family's servants a day off for the winter solstice festival, so besides the guards, there are only some old servants left in the family.

She said that asking Yan Nianyan to contribute manpower was not a joke.

Because there is really a shortage of people.

You can't buy dumpling wrappers here, so you can only make them yourself.

Yun Yiyi took out a basin, poured in flour and sprinkled a little salt, salt can increase the strength.

Yan Nianyan saw that she took out cornstarch again, and asked in puzzlement, "Sister Yun, why did you add cornstarch?"

Hearing Yan Nianyan calling Sister Yun, a strange flash of Yan Qinghe's eyes flashed.

"The purpose of adding cornstarch is to make the dumpling skin smoother and translucent, so that it won't break easily during cooking." Yun Yiyi explained, and then lowered her head to work again.

Yan Nianyan nodded.

Yun Yiyi said to Yan Qinghe: "Qinghe, bring me some eggs."

The egg was right on Yan Qinghe's side, and Yun Yiyi couldn't reach it. Hearing her words, Yan Qinghe stretched out his big hand and took it directly.

Yun Yiyi took out one and broke it, separated the egg yolk from the egg white, poured the egg yolk into a bowl, and poured the egg white into the flour.

Yan Qinghe looked at it and asked, "How many do you need?"

"Three."

Yan Qinghe responded, then lowered his head and quickly beat a few egg whites into it, and he poured the egg yolks into Yun Yiyi's bowl with egg yolks.

"Now we can start kneading the flour." Yun Yiyi slowly mixed the flour, then poured some cold water and squeezed it. With her unremitting efforts, it became a big dough.

Yun Yiyi kept kneading the dough vigorously with her wrists, and when she saw that it was almost done, she took a lid and put it on the basin.

Half an hour later, Yun Yiyi picked up the lid, sprinkled some cornstarch on it as a noodle puff, spread the starch on the dough evenly with her small hands, and started cutting into strips with a knife.

After cutting a few strips, Yun Yiyi began to distribute the cut strips to everyone.

"Rub it round and grow like me." Yun Yiyi made a gesture to show them, and then said: "You can go to the medicine when it's almost done."

Yun Yiyi held up the round strip with her left hand, held the dough with the thumb and index finger of her left hand, dragged the remaining three fingers underneath, and held the dough with the thumb and index finger of her right hand, adjusting the size of the dough with her eyes.

As soon as the right hand exerted force, it made a face-cutting movement, and soon a square dough was made.

Her movements are crisp and neat, which can be called standard textbook movements.

Yan Qinghe is fine, he has been watching Yun Yiyi's movements closely, this face is well done.

Yan Nianyan is a kitchen idiot, always unable to grasp the size of the noodles, either too much or too little, Yun Yiyi can't laugh or cry.

The cubs all took a small strip, and when they went to the medicine, their movements were very blunt, Yun Yiyi didn't force it, but led them to do it slowly.

After grabbing the noodles, Yun Yiyi rounded them up with her hands, and then pressed them open one by one with her palm.

The cubs didn't do well in this step, so Yun Yiyi took the dough that they had grabbed, and slowly rolled it into balls with her hands.

The pressed dough formed a round shape, and under Yun Yiyi's operation, it became bigger and bigger as it was rolled, and a stack of dumpling skins was formed like this.

"Sister Yun, why can't I learn your movements?" Yan Nianyan, as a hands-on idiot, really doesn't know such technical things. She tried to pinch and roll like Yun Yiyi, but her dumplings The skin is either glued together, or directly into a lump.

After several repeated experiments, she has already gained a deep understanding of herself, that is, she really can't do this kind of delicate work.

Yun Yiyi smiled: "It doesn't matter if you really don't know how to pinch, you can use a rolling pin to roll."

She bent down and pulled a rolling pin from a nearby box.

"No, just like just now, just press it with the palm of your hand, and then use a rolling pin to roll it evenly." Yun Yiyi gave a demonstration.

Seeing her relaxed appearance, Yan Nianyan quickly took over the rolling pin, as if she had received some huge mission.

She imitated Yun Yiyi's appearance, rolling back and forth from left to right, which was much better than the previous sticking together.

Seeing that she was getting better, Yun Yiyi looked away.

"Yiyi, how do you think I'm doing?" Yan Qinghe held up a stack of dumpling wrappers.

"That's right." Yun Yiyi squeezed it with her hands, and said very pertinently.

The corners of Yan Qinghe's lips curled slightly, very satisfied with this answer.

With everyone's cooperation, a large stack of dumpling wrappers was gradually made, and Yun Yiyi saw that it was almost done, so she smiled and said, "The dumpling wrappers are ready, the next step is to make dumplings."

She already had the dumpling stuffing ready yesterday, so there is no need to bother today, just wrap it up.

"Mom, how do you pack it?" Yan Dashuang asked with wide-eyed eyes.

Yun Yiyi gave a demonstration: "Put the dumpling wrapper in the palm of your hand first. The dumpling wrapper is not particularly big, so just scoop up a spoonful of dumpling filling. If there is too much, it won't wrap."

"The easiest way is to fold the dumpling skin in half first, and then slowly pinch the sides together."

Yan Dashuang looked at Yun Yiyi with distress: "Mother, my dumpling skin won't fit well."

Yun Yiyi dipped her finger in a little water and wiped it on the dumpling wrapper: "Will you try again?"

Yan Dashuang imitated her movements and pinched the sides together, but a miraculous thing happened, the sides of the dumplings that had been unable to be pinched before could fit together so easily.

"Mom, I've made it." Yan Xiaoshuang took the lead in raising a dumpling in his hand and handed it to Yun Yiyi to see.

Yun Yiyi took it and nodded with satisfaction: "It's pinched very well."

Yan Dashuang couldn't wait to ask: "Mom, where's mine?"

Yun Yiyi turned her head and saw the ugly dumpling at a glance.

"Pfft! What kind of dumpling are you?" Yan Nianyan couldn't help laughing.

Seeing Yun Yiyi's silence, Yan Dashuang knew that he didn't pack well, so he pouted, a little embarrassed.

"Father is here to help you." Yan Qinghe took the dumpling from Yan Da's hands, picked out the stuffing, and took another dumpling wrapper.

He bent down slightly so that Yan Dashuang could see the movements of his hands clearly.

Talk to him patiently while doing it until the other party nods.

"Now do what I just taught you." Yan Qinghe said lightly.

Yan Da's big eyes fluttered, and seeing Yun Yiyi nodding towards him, he mustered up his courage, and picked up another dumpling wrapper to make again.

At the beginning, he was not very proficient, but in the end he showed some skills.

Until the dumplings were made into beautiful folds, he raised his face and asked, "Mother, how is the dumpling done now?"

"Zai Zai did a great job." If it wasn't for the flour in her hand, Yun Yiyi would have patted his little head.

After being praised, Yan Dashuang's expression suddenly became high, and he felt that it would be possible for him to do a few more.

Although Yan Nianyan had never made dumplings before, under Yun Yiyi's teaching, he made rapid progress.

She looked around and found that the dumpling stuffing was finished, and there were still many dumpling wrappers left.

"What to do with so many dumpling wrappers?"

Yun Yiyi paused with her hands: "It's okay, you can make other food."

As she said that, she spread out a stack of dumpling skins. She took out a small brush, dipped it in a little oil, and then brushed each dumpling skin. After brushing, she sprinkled black sesame seeds, small meat granules and some seasonings on it. , Put it in a small tray on the top of the oven, light it up and start roasting.

"You can cook the dumplings now." The water in the pot just boiled, and Yun Yiyi poured all the dumplings made by everyone into it.

The swollen dumplings turn around in the boiling water once they are out of the pot, like little butterflies.

Yun Yiyi stirred the water surface with chopsticks to prevent the dumplings from sticking to the pan.

During this period, Yun Yiyi took out a few small bowls and poured some mature vinegar, garlic granules, spicy oil and so on as dipping dishes.

The boiling water quickly made the dumpling wrappers bulge up, and each dumpling floated on the water. Some dumplings that were not sticking tightly opened slightly, and a smell of meat wafted through the boiling water.

At the same time, the dumpling wrappers under the oven gradually swelled up with the temperature, and the aroma of sesame mixed with the aroma of meat...

It caused Yan Dashuang to sniff his nose again and again: "Mother, it smells so good."

(End of this chapter)