The beautiful pastoral field of Jiangmen girl

Chapter 482: The Crazy One (1)
After a while, Qingshu looked away, and asked Xiaojuan to take some processed meat, noodles, vegetables and other ingredients from here, and then turned to the small courtyard where she lived occasionally when she came here.Although the small yard is small, there is also a small kitchen, where there is no shortage of pots and pans.Although he came in a hurry, he also brought some seasonings and dried shredded bamboo shoots on the carriage.She sent Xiaoya to fetch the seasonings on the carriage, and asked Xiaojuan to fetch water to clean the pots and pans that hadn't been used for a while.

Both Xiao Zhixian and Yu Xianfu were in the fields, she didn't plan to prepare a sumptuous meal, but wanted to entertain them with two dishes, one soup and one pickled vegetable.The staple food needs to be put into some effort, she is preparing pancakes, Qingyang and the others will definitely like them.

When the kitchen was cleaned up and the seasonings were ready, she began to prepare lunch.At this moment, how did she know that there was a loafer on the way.

Qingshu cleaned her hands, took the flour and put it into the wooden basin, then added boiling water little by little, stirring the flour with chopsticks as she added it, until the flour was mixed into a uniform snowflake shape.Then add some cold water into it, knead the dough with your hands, and knead it into a dough.Sprinkle some flour on the chopping board, take out the dough in the basin and knead until the surface of the dough becomes smooth, then buckle the wooden basin used for dough kneading on it, and let it stand for about two quarters of an hour.

While waiting for the noodles, Qing Shu marinated the thinly sliced ​​pork tenderloin.If there is no cooking wine, add a little wine instead, and then add finely ground salt to marinate the tenderloin.The tenderloin is almost marinated, let it be covered with corn flour instead of starch (this is the glutinous flour starch that Qing Shu made up by himself, the effect is not as good as starch, but it is worse than nothing, and it tastes good).

Add appropriate amount of melted lard to the corn flour to make a thick paste for later use.The sauce is also made by myself, with two flavors: sweet and sour and salty and sour.Use soy sauce, sugar, vinegar, fresh ginger juice, corn flour and a little fresh broth to make a sweet and sour juice; use soy sauce, salt, vinegar, fresh ginger juice, corn flour and a little fresh broth and a little The sugar is mixed with a sour and salty juice.

Put oil in a hot pan, and when the heat reaches [-]-[-]%, put the marinated meat slices into the prepared thick paste and mix well, then spread out one by one, put them into the oil pan one by one, and fry until the outside is crispy and the inside is tender. Drain the oil.Fry all the meat slices, leave oil in the bottom of the pot, add shredded ginger and green onion, fry until fragrant, put the fried meat slices into the pot, add the sweet and sour sauce for cooking, and mix well After that, take the pot and divide it into two plates.After washing the pot, prepare the sour and salty ones and put them on a plate.

One of two dishes, one soup and one pickle is available.One soup and one pickle don't need to be made by Qingshu, they can be served directly from the kitchen when setting the table.The remaining dish was fried shredded bamboo shoots with sliced ​​meat. Qing Shu handed it to Xiaojuan to cook, while she went back to the chopping board and continued making noodles.

She removed the tub from the dough, which had rested.She cut the big dough in four with a kitchen knife, left one piece of dough on the cutting board, and put the other three pieces into the wooden basin.Cut the dough on the chopping board into six pieces of average size, roll out these six pieces of dough one by one into large square sheets, brush with a thin layer of oil and sprinkle with finely ground salt, and then spread the dough pieces like a folding fan Fold into a long strip and roll up, spiraling into a circle.Then, brush some oil on the surface and let it stand for a while.While they were resting, make the other three doughs in the same way. In this way, 24 doughs for finger cakes are prepared.

The dough is flattened one by one from the rest, and then rolled with a rolling pin.At this time, Xiaoya had already heated up the pot with a small fire.Because it was a large pot, Qing Shu put four pancakes into it at a time and fried them. When one side of the pancakes was slightly cooked, he patted the pancakes a few times with a pancake spatula.After one side is fried well, turn it over, after both sides are fully fried, take it out of the pan, and then bake the next pot.Before it was time to beat the newly baked cakes, Qing Shu held a spatula in each hand, and used the spatulas to squeeze the four cakes stacked on the chopping board with both hands before releasing them.In this way, the characteristics of the finger cakes are more obvious, and the layers of the whole dough cake are more distinct.

When Qingshu was baking the third pot of cakes, Luo Xiaorong ran into the courtyard.

He snorted and found the small kitchen, "What did my sister make? It smells so good."

Seeing that he came alone, Qing Shu couldn't help being curious, "Why are you alone?"

Luo Xiaorong stared at the pancakes on the plate, trying not to let himself drool, "We were running to Zhuangzi, and a strange big brother came to catch up with us, and carried brother Xiaoyang away. Brother Xiaoyang He was not afraid at all, and waved happily to us. Guanshi Ding said that he was not a bad person, but Brother Yan's elder brother."

Qing Shu didn't pay attention to his reaction, and was stunned, "Why is he here?"

"The strange elder brother said he was hungry and hadn't eaten for two days, so he asked his sister to cook something delicious for him." He turned his eyes, saw three dishes that he hadn't seen before, and was stunned.

Upon hearing this, Qing Shu endured the urge to roll her eyes, and quickly took out the pancakes from the pot, and baked the fourth pot.She turned her face and saw Luo Xiaorong staring at the pot of meat.She looked out, but she didn't see Chen Qiaojiang and the others coming, so she said, "There is water in the basin, wash your hands quickly."

Luo Xiaorong promised to move over and do so.

Qingshu took out a bowl and a pair of chopsticks from the cupboard, filled two pieces of sweet and sour pot-packed meat, and two pieces of sour-salty pot-packed meat, and handed them to Xiao Luo who had already wiped her hands. Rong, "Try my sister's handicraft," she added winkingly, "Keep it secret, don't tell others."

Luo Xiaorong hesitated for a moment, but only for a moment, immediately nodded heavily, and then took the bowl and chopsticks.

The little girl gave up the low stool she was sitting on and gave it to Luo Xiaorong.

Luo Xiaorong sat at the door of the small kitchen, holding a bowl and being the first to taste Qingshu's pot-wrapped meat.He first took a small bite, ate it slowly, and immediately fell in love with the dish.

After Qingshu baked all the pancakes, when she turned her head, she saw Luo Xiaorong was holding a bowl in his hand, his mouth was stained with the juice from the pan, and he was staring at her with bright eyes, as if saying: I still want to eat, I still want to eat.

Qing Shu felt that his appearance was too cute, so she smiled and asked, "Is it delicious?"

"Delicious." He handed the bowl forward, "More."

Qing Shu burst out laughing, but instead of giving him a pot of meat, he gave him half a pancake, "Try this, and eat the rest with your brothers."

As soon as he heard that he could still eat later, he immediately took the bowl and sat down on the low stool to eat the pancakes, his cheeks bulging and his face full of joy.

The table in front was set, Lord Xiao and Lord Yu brought their masters to sit at the table for dinner.Chen Qiaojiang, Hao, Qingyang and Luo Xiaorong sat at a table, and there was an extra An Rongzhou at this table.

Qingshu eats in her small courtyard.She didn't give way to the table, she took a bowl and sat on the low stool where Luo Xiaorong sat, ate a piece of finger cake, ate two pieces of pot-wrapped meat, and then ate some sliced ​​meat fried with shredded bamboo shoots and put it away. The bowls and chopsticks, continue to sit on the low stool at the door of the small kitchen and look outside.

(End of this chapter)