I rely on supernatural farming to support my family

Chapter 183 Look at this promising!

In the kitchen, Shen Yiyao was making delicious food for Xiao Maozi.

She took out a few potatoes. After washing her hands, she washed the potatoes, peeled them, cut them into thick slices, put them in the pot, and steamed them until they were soft and rotten.

Shen Yiyao poked it with chopsticks, and the potato slices were easily poked a few holes.

She took out the potato slices, poured them into a large bowl of kneading dough, and pounded them into mud with a small pair of pestles.

Then add the baking soda, sugar, malted milk, and a little salt bought in the county, and then pour in the flour several times, stirring while pouring.

After stirring until flocculent, Shen Yiyao stopped pouring the flour, kneaded the dough with his hands, kneaded it into a smooth dough, and covered it with a curtain.

Add hot water to the small pot, put a steaming curtain on it, put the washbasin on it, turn upside down a pot that is as big as one side of the small pot, and quickly proof the dough until it doubles in size.

It's a pity that there is no bread crumbs, and it is another delicacy that lacks soul...

Shen Yiyao reluctantly took out the basin and kneaded the dough again to remove the excess gas inside.

Sprinkle dry flour on the panel, put the kneaded dough on the chopping board and drive it into long strips, then pull it into dough pieces similar to steamed buns, knead them into balls with your hands, and press them flat.

Just about to put down a small noodle cake, Shen Yiyao suddenly paused, and got playful, poked a hole in the middle of the noodle cake, and used his fingers to round the hole back and forth.

The dough embryos, which were very similar to donuts, were ready one by one. Shen Yiyao took out the soybean oil and heated the oil. It went down, and the small fire slowly exploded.

The aroma of potatoes and white noodles is also mixed with a sweet milky aroma. Just smelling this smell makes people move their fingers.

After a while, a large pot of golden potato cakes came out of the pot.

Each one looks like a very round doughnut.

Shen Yiyao broke open one and tasted it, the outside was crispy and the inside was fragrant.

There was no condensed milk or milk powder. She used malted milk extract and white sugar instead, and added some salt to increase the toughness of the dough. Unfortunately, there was no bread crumbs, so the deliciousness was not sublimated.

But it is enough to cry for the tiger next door.

Shen Yiyao filtered the cooked oil and put it away. It will be used for cooking in the future. It will taste very fragrant.

Taking advantage of the time of waking up, Shen Yiyao put the vegetables into the pot, stewed a pot of sauerkraut with big bones, added enough vermicelli, and cut thick slices of fatty meat.

At this time, people don't like to eat lean meat very much, and they are closest to fat meat, commonly known as sticking fat and replenishing oil and water.

The food was ready, and just as Shen Yiyao finished putting on the disguise, Aunt Guo's footsteps sounded.

Shen Yiyao was taken aback, but luckily she was fast enough.

When Aunt Guo pushed the door, she had already settled her expression and smiled nonchalantly: "Godmother, the meal is ready! It's time to serve~!"

Aunt Guo smelled a scent in the back room, and now she entered the kitchen, facing the smell, she looked back and forth suspiciously: "Ah? What are you frying again?"

Shen Yiyao smiled: "Would you like to try the fried potato pancakes?"

With that said, Shen Yiyao handed the basin forward.

Aunt Guo waved her hand: "The godmother hasn't washed her hands yet, so I'm going to wash them now."

With that said, the man turned around and walked towards the door.

However, Aunt Guo who turned around was still very puzzled, is that corn noodles?Looking yellow and orange, potato pancakes?Made of potatoes?

Aunt Guo went out in a daze.

After she asked the men in the courtyard to wash their hands and enter the house, she tasted the taste of the potato cakes, but she still couldn't taste it. Is there only potatoes in it, or is there no other noodles added.

Malted milk extract and sugar are added in it, which hides the taste so tightly that people can't tell how the potato cake is made!
Besides being delicious, it is delicious!
This is much better than the fried cakes sold in the town.

Aunt Guo was full of praise, and Xiao Maozi was also happy to eat.

Gu Anxun, as always, behaved in a dignified way, with an air of pride.

Guo Shan gobbled up a lot, and Aunt Guo disliked Zhu Bajie for eating ginseng fruit.

When he wanted to reach out after eating five, Aunt Guo "slapped" a chopstick and hit the back of his hand.

It was only then that Guo Shan seemed to realize that he didn't eat his own food, and just kept robbing his brother of the snacks that the girl made for his brother, which is really shameful.

Guo Shan smiled sheepishly, and instead of grabbing potato cakes with his brother, he started eating instead.

Needless to say, the miscellaneous grain porridge must be made by his mother. Guo Shan doesn't even need to taste it, he can tell it just by looking at it.

After taking a sip, the familiar feeling of scratching the throat, let alone guessing, this meal definitely came from his own mother's hand.

You don't need to taste the stew, just look at the big bone stick and big fat meat, and you will know that it was made by a girl.

The girl is so willing to them, as long as they let them come to eat, they will almost never break the smell of oil.

Such a watery meal, I guess the girl can't stand it, so she made another pot of pancakes.

Thinking of the crispy potato pancakes, Guo Shan couldn't hold back, snorted and swallowed a bowl of water and rice, then reached out and took another potato pancake to eat.

Shen Yiyao is used to frying things once, and then return to the wok to fry again.

The fried food is crispy and not soft, and the natural taste is different.

In addition, she also has a way of draining the oil. The potato cakes that should be eaten are not as greasy as fried cakes.

As she said, Xiao Maozi had never eaten such a delicious snack.

Not only Xiao Maozi, but everyone present, including Gu Anxun, had never eaten such a delicious snack.

This shape is also rather peculiar, reminding Gu Anxun of Jiao Quan'er, but it's more delicious than that.

Execute the disc plan again and again, one meal at a time.

It's still the same sentence: "If you support someone to death, don't occupy the basin."

Even the potato pancakes, I couldn't leave a few for Xiao Maozi to take home today like in the past.

Because Aunt Guo's rice porridge is too lethal, and the taste of potato cakes is so good, even Aunt Guo herself is a bit disgusted that her rice and water ruined the good taste of the table, and silently prefers potato cakes, let alone someone else.

In the end, Guo Shan couldn't hold back, and fought with his brother for a potato pancake.

The two brothers truthfully used their brothers to settle accounts at the dinner table.

That commotion became a meal for several other people, and it was a lively scene to watch.

Aunt Guo was so ashamed for her two sons, look at this promising future!

Shame!

Shen Yiyao was smiling all the time, she really liked this kind of excitement.

The family is a little popular, not so deserted.

It won't make her feel like in the last days, no one can believe it, as if she is the only one left in the world except for malice.

Even her teammates are full of indifference and disgust towards her.

Human beings are group animals and cannot adapt to life outside the group.

Being isolated, lonely, and living in fear and despair every moment is not a good feeling.

The warmth in front of her eyes was like a ray of redemptive light, making her long for closeness, careful care, and a strong desire for protection.

She wants to keep it all in such a beautiful moment, without fading, without losing that warm light...

(End of this chapter)