Chapter 470 Mother's Cooking

Ruan Zhi was very busy in the kitchen.

She still underestimated the cooking.

At the beginning, she also said that she would cook breakfast. She thought that cooking would be the same: Put the washed vegetables, seasonings, and oil into the pot together, and then shake the shovel a few times. After four or five minutes, one The dishes came out.

——The chefs in the online video all do this.

But the actual operation is completely different from the video.

Just make a Xiaolongbao, knead the dough, wait for the fermentation, beat the meat, make seasonings, burn the fire, wash the steamer, and put on the steamer. There are not only many steps, but also the process is very cumbersome. Just one Xiaolongbao, just treat her I didn't get it out for a long time.

I have no time or energy at all, so I can check other early recipes online and get some other breakfasts.

Fortunately, several other chefs are very experienced, knowing how troublesome it is to make these exquisite breakfasts, so they didn't take her previous words to heart at all, just let Ruan Zhi concentrate on getting her Xiao Long Bao.

Ruan Zhi originally wanted to make a table full of Han Chinese, not to mention ten dishes, at least five dishes for "Zhang Dazhuang" to taste, but now she can only make Xiaolongbao, and time is tight, she I'm afraid I can only make Xiaolongbao.

However, just an early meal, obviously can't really show her level, but the current situation is no way, she has to make the Xiaolongbao as much as possible.

It's best to integrate the Manchu Banquet.

The taste of Xiaolongbao is mainly the taste of meat inside.

The taste is usually made with seasonings.

Ruan Zhi was afraid that the taste of "Zhang Da Zhuang" would be a little saltier, so he put two tablespoons of salt, and worried that he would like a little sour, and the vinegar was a little bit too, but instead he thought, what if he likes to be jealous. ?

So after thinking about it, half a bottle of vinegar was poured directly.

When I was about to mix with the smashed meat foam, I suddenly found that there was honey in the cabinet. Honey can beautify the skin. You can come in a little bit. There is also bitter gourd juice. So dry.

Afterwards, Ruan Zhi discovered that this kitchen was indeed a treasure, with all kinds of spices.

Oil consumption, fish sauce, pepper, devil chili powder, chicken essence, monosodium glutamate, and a bunch of foreign brand seasonings and spices that she can't name, but since they are in the kitchen, they are naturally useful.

Therefore, Ruan Zhi is extremely confident, adding a spoonful of everything, believing that he can make the most delicious and nourishing dumplings in the world!

And the facts have proved that it is indeed so-

Ruan Zhi washed his hands and prepared to do it again sooner, but after all he couldn't hold back, he turned his head and glanced outside.

"Zhang Dazhuang" sitting next to the little girl lowered his head and took a bite of the dumplings, his expression was as cold as ever, his eyes were staring at the dumplings, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Ruan Zhi blinked and couldn't help but rejoice.

Is the bun she made so delicious?

It's so delicious that you can't even speak?

In fact, Ruan Zhi didn’t know what she was going to do earlier at first. She didn’t know if she had done anything earlier before she lost her memory. She wouldn’t do it anyway. She just wanted to take out her mobile phone and search the Internet. A shattered picture in my mind passed by-

That is a table covered with flour.

A pair of beautiful, well-knotted and slender man's hands grabbed a small ball of dough. The soft and white dough rolled on the man's large white hand. After three seconds, a wrapped dumpling came out. Up.

Unlike other xiaolongbaos, there is a cute little hook on the xiaolongbao of the men's bag.

Then a white and fat little hand suddenly came out from the bottom of the table, grabbed the little hook, and hooked the Xiao Long Bao away, and then a little girl chuckled crisply.

"Dad Dad! Is this the little lantern you made for others! It's so beautiful! I'm going to tell Brother Maomao that they also have a little lantern! It's still a white lantern!"

Before Ruan Zhi had time to think about who the man and the child were in his memory, this scene was fleeting, and there was no trace.

But the strange thing is that she would actually pack the Xiaolongbao with small hooks. She should have learned it before and practiced it many times. She is familiar with that once the dough is in her hands, she can do it within five seconds. Pack a delicate Xiaolongbao.

Ruan Zhi shook his head, regained his senses, looked at the touched look of "Zhang Dazhuang", and immediately made up his mind to cook more food for him in the future. Look at his poor speechlessness. Well, it should be that I have never eaten such a delicious food before.

Thinking so happily, Ruan Zhi planned to do something more difficult.

...

Zhang Dazhuang hadn't eaten anything, his stomach was empty, and he came to Lu's family for a meal. This time it was good. Before eating anything, he made a small dumpling and let him vomit out all the acid in his stomach.

When he finally came over, he also seemed to wander around the ghost gate, and his face was pale when he came over.

He walked over and was about to ask: Mr. Lu, I have no grudges with you, why are you harming me, but before I could say this, I saw Lu Junhan closing his eyes, raising his hand and filling coffee.

Zhang Dazhuang saw the half dumplings in front of him, and he immediately reacted. He couldn't ask questions. Instead, he patted his shoulder with a big hand, and said with sympathy:

"Mr. Lu, I thought that if you saw me like that, you should know that there is something wrong with this Xiaolongbao."

Lu Junhan: "..."

Lu Junhan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and sneered, but didn't say much, but tilted his head slightly, motioning him to see for himself.

Zhang Dazhuang looked over and was shocked.

I saw Xiao Luli holding the white and tender dumplings in her small hands, and squeezing it into her mouth bit by bit. It looked like that, and the food was delicious and sweet, as if this dumpling was nothing to put on. Deadly things that dogs don’t eat, but the best food in the world.

Zhang Dazhuang: "..."

Zhang Dazhuang immediately cast an admiring look at the little girl. Then, he stopped eating the rest early, mainly because he didn't dare to eat. He didn't want to go to the toilet and vomit dimly, so he pulled quickly. Qu Qianqian and Zhang Yiming ran away.

Lu Junhan didn't stop it either. He resisted the nausea rolling in his stomach, took another sip of coffee, and suppressed the messy, unspeakable smell of something. He turned around and saw that the little girl had begun to eat the last little girl. The brows are frowning:

"Is it so delicious?"

The little girl opened her **** and clear eyes and shook her head desperately: "It's not delicious, but it's not delicious!"

"..." Lu Junhan took a sip of coffee and glanced at her lightly, "Then you still eat."

Speaking of this, the little girl was aggrieved: "But it's been a long time since I had eaten mother's meal!"

(End of this chapter)