Chapter 229 229. Dumplings and dumplings
Can lard residue not be fragrant?
The seventh cousin slowly poured out all the oil in the pot, and then fished out the burnt lard residue.
Thinking of his silly apprentice, he deliberately left two plates: "Qiao Qiao, do you want sweet or salty?"
Qiao Qiao rolled out the dough for a moment, and then He wondered: "Can't I eat them all?"
As soon as she said this, Aunt Lianhua couldn't help but laugh, and the seventh cousin said bitterly: "You have that little head that only eats and plays with melon seeds. It's really useless."
But with that said, here. But he obeyed and sprinkled sugar and salt on the two plates of lard residue.
Song Tan couldn't help but pinch a piece. It was crispy and crispy in the mouth, with some oily texture. As soon as he chewed it, the light salt melted, and he felt satisfied from body to heart. .
Although the pork was still not top quality, to her, she could already taste the aroma.
The lard residue must be eaten while it is hot. Qiaoqiao had already washed her hands and came over now.
While he was eating, Zhang Yanping, who was sleeping, suddenly came out of the room in a daze. He was holding on to the door frame:
"It smells so good. What are you eating?"
So he didn't. After a while, Xin Jun, who had already made up his mind to control himself at night because he had gained several pounds, also walked out.
Although it is inappropriate to gain weight before getting married, but just having a small taste is not too much, right?
Both plates of lard were bottomed out. Seeing them still looking at what was on the chopping board, the seventh cousin hurriedly chased them away:
"Let's go! Don't delay me from making dumplings."
Then he raised two thick-backed iron knives and started chopping with a bang.
The lard residue was soon cut into small pieces. Zhang Yanping was determined to please the chef and thought:
"My knife looks very heavy! Seventh cousin, 豼Are your arms sore? Go back and ask Tantan to get you a blender."
The seventh cousin glanced at him and said, "Machines are only for lazy people, and they can't make such chewy things. Jin’er Ding, don’t cause any trouble.”
"If you really can't sleep and stay idle, wash your hands and make dumplings."
Zhang Yanping:...
Go and wash your hands honestly.
At the same time, I did not forget to flatter you again: "Seventh cousin, with this fragrance, even the gods can't sleep when they come."
Lard residue and cabbage foam squeezed out of water, and Mix the light soy sauce and the freshly fried Sichuan peppercorn oil evenly. Even if no salt is added, the aroma of fresh crispy pepper will hit your face.
Qiaoqiao took a small rolling pin and rolled out a piece of dough in three or two strokes. There was already a big piece piled next to it.
It wasn’t until everyone sat down that the seventh cousin evenly sprinkled salt into the basin. When mixing evenly, he did not forget to tell Qiao Qiao:
“Remember, If the cabbage is not so delicious, you can add some MSG to enhance the freshness and salt, but be sure not to add it too early, otherwise the water will soak out of the cabbage and the dumplings will taste watery and not as chewy. "
Qiao Qiao kept moving, um, um, um, ah, ah, ah, obviously she had listened.
Zhang Yanping was already awake. At this moment, he reached out and took out a dumpling wrapper, carefully added a bunch of stuffing to it, then kneaded it together and placed it on the empty cutting board aside. Just lie down.
When Aunt Lianhua saw it, she couldn't help laughing: "I think Yanping is tall and big, but I didn't expect that he would not be the master of a family after he became a family."
Zhang Yanping was stunned: "Why? Maybe?"
He said proudly: "I like to make decisions, and I have to be the master of the family even after I get married!"
Xin Jun glanced at him and remembered what his mother had whispered. , at this moment, I also carefully kneaded a dumpling, and carefully placed it next to Zhang Yanping's dumpling.
However, the chubby body of the dumplings placed calmly struggled for a moment, and soon they slowly lay flat in a ball.
At this time, everyone laughed: "Oh, what's going on with the young men nowadays? They don't even belong to the family!" "Look, this dumpling can't stand up. People just have no temper at home."
Song Tan was curious: "Is this statement accurate?"
"It's very accurate!" Aunt Lianhua was convinced: "If you don't believe Tantan, give it a try."< br>
The seventh cousin also nodded: "The old sayings are all well-founded."
Song Tan made a dumpling in three strokes. Even though her skills were not very good, she put a little less stuffing in the dumpling. But when she used her thumb to push up the belly of the dumpling slightly and then placed it on the chopping board, the dumpling was stable. The eight winds do not move.
It is in sharp contrast to the two flat dumplings next to it.
Song Tan: Very good, she has now unilaterally declared that this saying is true. Isn't Fairy Tan the one who wants to be the master of the family?
Xin Jun was vaguely resigned to his fate, but Zhang Yanping was not convinced: "No! I must have failed to put the filling in that dumpling just now. Let me make another one for you to see."
"… ...No, the trick is not to put too much stuffing in it? Look at the Gangtantan one, just put it a little bigger!”
"...Why can't it work? Do you have any tips for bending it with your thumb?"
After struggling all night, the seventh cousin finally couldn't look at the uneven dumplings lying flat on the chopping board. Eye: "Okay, okay, just accept your fate, Dad'er!"
Zhang Yanping was frustrated and anxious.
But soon, he became confident again: "This is all false, just a rural saying. I will find a girl with a good temper, the kind who dare not speak loudly. I think How can she be my home and my master!"
"No, you can go sleep again, single." Song Tan put the dumplings on the table and looked at him coldly.
"Woof woof woof!"
When the three treasures on the ground heard the word "dog", they also waggled their tails and barked excitedly.
Zhang Yanping: ...I think they are mocking me, but I have no evidence.
Both are singles, so why be in a hurry to get along? What's more, Tantan doesn't have a partner either!
But naturally he didn’t dare to say this, so he could only change the subject abruptly:
"By the way, Tantan, those fishermen can't catch anything every day. Why don't you consider giving them some bait or something?"
"They still work hard even though they can't catch anything. Don't you think about why?"
Zhang Yanping remained silent.
Why? For this bite of rice! He now shares a lot of food expenses with his seventh cousin every day.
“But I can’t catch anything, and I’m worried that the remaining newcomers won’t be willing to come.”
This is true, those who have been here know that the things here are good. But those who don’t come always have to hesitate.
Song Tan thought for a while, then simply put down the dumplings and walked outside. After a while, he came back and told Zhang Yanping:
"Under a few bricks beside the flower bed outside our gate, you can dig up a few smaller red earthworms and send them over the day after tomorrow. Don't give too much, just one small one per person." "
She just gave the earthworms below a little spiritual energy. If they are used for fishing, it will give them a good harvest.
If you want to cut leeks, you must raise them well!
Coming, coming! Also, it was after twelve o'clock when I finished writing.
You can watch it tomorrow, but it won’t be later than one o’clock in the morning.
(End of this chapter)