Lost Lovers

Tang Sihuang glanced at him: "Eggs have been picked for you, and there is nothing for you to make pickles."

Tang Miao couldn't help laughing again, and suddenly remembered that he had taken a photo of the last time Tang Sihuang picked up the eggs into the computer, his expression changed slightly, he glanced at Tang Sihuang, and quickly brought the notebook resting on the other side of the table.

Who knows that Tang Sihuang's mind was moving too fast, and his eyes quickly grabbed the notebook, opened each disk, and watched to find a folder named "albums".

Tang Miao buried her head in a bowl in guilty conscience, and quickly dialed the rice. Tang Sihuang simply said nothing. Tang Miao took the notebook to open the album, and found that the photo had not been deleted. She was relieved.

In the afternoon, the two began to make pickles and pickles. Tang Miao has read books before, just do it now. He decided to make pickled radish and beef pickles. Let Tang Sihuang go to the vegetable garden and pull out six or seven white radishes, wash them, peel them, and cut them into thin slices.

Tang Miao nodded secretly, and couldn't tell that Dad took the kitchen knife for the first time. The cut radish was thin and quite uniform.

"Then?"

放在 "Place it in a clean pot, and sprinkle it with the right amount of salt ..."

"What is the" appropriate amount "?" Tang Sihuang asked.

"It's almost what you think ..." Tang Miao was looking at the pot, and saw Tang Sihuang holding the salt pot and was going to pour it directly, and stopped it.

"It's almost two spoons."

"Two full spoons, two shallow spoons, or two flat spoons?"

Tang Miao took the spoon in his hand calmly: "Dear, Daddy, let me do it. Daddy, you cut the green pepper, white radish and **** into shreds. First cut into filaments, then chopped into shreds . "

Tang Sihuang nodded his head, picked up a pepper, just cut three or four knives, and gave a hand.

Tang Miao thought he had cut it, and worriedly took his hand up to look.

"what happened?"

"Hand fever."

Tang Miao froze, she couldn't help laughing, thinking darkly, knowing that he had been asked to cut the onion.

"If you laugh again, I'll make the dinner." Tang Sihuang looked expressionless, and his heart was a little depressed. His younger son is getting bolder, when should he find a cure?

Tang Miao looked at him in surprise: "Will you?"

"No, that's why I do it."

"That's fine," Tang Miao rushed into a basin of well water and added some salt and vinegar to it. "Simmering with salt and vinegar will be better for a while."

Next, he doesn't plan to ask Dad to do anything for him, and let him do it for you.

Tang Sihuang soaked his hands for a while, went out and took his notebook in, and sat next to the dining table to watch a movie.

The water in the shabu-shabu has boiled. Tang Miao cut the big beef that has been washed and drained into several pieces, put it in the pot, add water, old soy sauce, cooking wine, peppercorns, dried peppers, star anise, shallot segments, cinnamon, white sugar, beef, boiled after the fire Turn to low heat and cook for an hour, then put on disposable plastic gloves for food, cut green peppers, carrots, white radish, and **** into pieces, add an appropriate amount of salt and stir well. Put them in a sealed container and marinate for two days. stand-by.

After the beef is cooked, let it cool, cut into pieces, and put it in the refrigerator. After two days, stir it with the vegetables that have already been marinated, and you can eat it. Not only it tastes good, it is also nutritious.