Chapter 17: It's Beautiful
Zhang Bufan had a headache, so he scratched his head before he spoke.
"Hey, I said, you're also a big star, why are you so free?"
"What a big star, I'm just a student. Familiarly, he took out a can of Coke from the cash register and handed it to Zhang Bufan.
"Okay, well, you're a student, then I'm even more curious, why don't you study hard at school? Oh, it's a holiday, so why don't you go home? The capital is far away from your home, it's all Spring Festival, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to go back?" he said, but he took the Coke in his hand without pause, opened it with a bang, and then handed it back.
"Tons and tons and tons of tons and tons of ......" poured a mouthful, and then spoke, "My parents came here for the New Year this year, and I will definitely have no chance to go back in the future, so this year they are officially considering buying a house here." ”
"Buy a house, you are really rich, you deserve to be a big star, no, if you want to buy a house, why don't you hurry up and look at the house with your parents, what are you running to me?" Zhang Bufan's head hurt even more.
"Let them toss, I'm too lazy to care, hey, where's the remote control?"
"What kind of TV are you watching at noon? Hey, stop, stop. Zhang Bufan was speechless, seeing that he was about to turn the sky upside down, he could only go out by himself, from the innermost part of the cabinet under the cash register, under a ledger, he took out the TV remote control, and handed it over, "Aren't you doing what you do watching TV every day? Why isn't there enough of it?" ”
"Who told you that I watch TV every day, hey, do you really don't know if it's false?"
"Huh, what do you know?" Zhang Bufan was stunned.
"Okay, I know that's the case, hey, it's half past twelve, I said why is my stomach a little empty, go cook for me, hurry up, hurry up." "I changed to a station that was broadcasting advertisements, and if I didn't change it, I stood up and pushed Zhang Bufan inside.
"I said you...... Well, wait a minute. Zhang Bufan smiled bitterly, but as before, he didn't have a way to take this one, went into the inner kitchen, put on an apron, and got busy.
Outside, listening to the sound inside, smiling proudly, then took out his mobile phone to check the time, and hurriedly shifted his eyes to the TV, less than 1 minute later, the commercial ended, and the TV series began to be broadcast.
The title of the play, the mother of the world.
As soon as he started cooking, Zhang Bufan got serious, threw any headache out of his head, opened the cabinet, dug out two bowls of high-gluten flour from a bag, and put in two eggs, added and stirred, quickly kneaded into a large dough, put it in a basin, covered it and began to wake up.
Turning around, he took out a plastic bag from the sink with prawns, which he had prepared for himself for lunch, and now used it.
Take out the shrimp that have melted and put it on the board, take the kitchen knife, open the back one by one, and then find out the shrimp line with a toothpick, pick up the last one, pinch the body with one hand and pinch the head with the other, and don't see how hard to use, just press and twist, the whole shrimp head is completely removed, and there is no damage to the meat on the body.
Soon, the processed shrimp was neatly stacked on a plate, the water on the pot has been boiled, quickly cut some green onions, ginger and garlic into the water, then add some salt, simply stir evenly and then put the shrimp down.
Then take a cutting board and place it on the edge of the stove, while processing some tomatoes, green peppers and onions, and from time to time take a large spoon and poke it into the pot to skim off the foam.
Soon, the prawns in the water began to change color, and the tomatoes, green peppers, and onions on the board also turned into thin strips.
Take out the shrimp with a colander spoon, pick out the green onions, ginger and garlic and throw them away, stack them on the plate again, and put them back in the pot.
In addition, I took another plate, put all kinds of shredded vegetables in it, and then moved it to the pile of bottles and cans next to it, and began to season.
Cold soy sauce, Duliu old vinegar, a handful of salt, a handful of sugar, it looks particularly casual, but in fact, it has long been familiar, how much to put in the heart, and finally a spoonful of chicken essence, I thought about it, I didn't add it, stirred, and it was done.
After that, take out the zucchini, fungus, shallots, and egg shrimp skin, return to the cutting board, and continue to knife.
"Dododo......"
Chop the zucchini and remove the water slightly, the fungus and shallots are also chopped, the eggs are slightly fried into broken eggs, and then the shrimp skin, all mixed together, and then add a raw egg, a little clear oil, salt, soy sauce to taste, a pot of stuffing is good.
After doing this, the noodles over there are almost awake, take them out, roll them out into sticks, cut them into strips, cut them into small pieces, flatten them, take a rolling pin and start rolling them out.
In a few moments, there were already two piles of dumpling wrappers on the board.
Finally, of course, there are dumplings.
Making dumplings is also a technical job, not to say that you can wrap the stuffing into it OK, pay attention to it, not only to stand, but also to be beautiful, the size is almost the same, and, and then the master of the top, but also pay attention to a press to get it, that is, after the filling into the skin, just press it, and the whole dumpling will be completely pinched, and it will look good when it is tightly fitted.
Zhang Bufan is still quite confident in this regard.
Just as I was about to start making dumplings, a person outside ran in.
"Hey, why did you get in?" Zhang Bufan wondered.
"I'll help you, listen to the movement and know that you are making dumplings, I can do this. "My hands have been washed, and even my sleeves have been rolled up in advance, which makes me look very positive.
"I don't need your help, just go out and wait to eat, okay?" Zhang Bufan wanted to drive people away.
"Oops, you're too slow to be alone, it's too late. Ignoring Zhang Bufan at all, he took two steps to the front, and he began to get started while talking.
"What's too late?" Zhang Bufan was even more puzzled, seeing that everyone was already moving, it was not easy to rush anymore, so he could only follow along, wrap two, and look at the other side.
Cut, and did it before me, but none of them were good, this speed ......
Hey, hey, how many times have you pressed this, why hasn't it been sealed yet?
This......
Suddenly two eyes shot over there, Trelli - what to see, you're covered!
Okay!
Zhang Bufan honestly bowed his head and continued to make dumplings.
The dumplings were quickly wrapped, put into the pot, and the salted prawns were also taken out, and a simple ginger vinegar sauce was mixed and served out with the plate of spicy skin.
Here, Zhang Bufan was still fetching water for the second time, and the outside called again, "It's started! Hurry up, hurry up!"
"Oops, here. Zhang Bufan walked out with two plates of dumplings and put them on the table, "Okay, salted prawns, spicy red skin, these dumplings are vegetarian filling, zucchini and fungus, you will definitely not gain weight after eating, you can eat it openly, hey?"
The other side didn't respond, just stared at the TV.
Zhang Bufan also watched, and this time he was stunned.
On TV, a group of people stood there, each holding a small drum in their hands, and a girl standing on the drum, but the people below didn't feel the weight at all, as if the girl had no weight.
With the music, she began to dance lightly, shaking her bare hands, her eyes flowing, her long sleeves fluttering, and her skirt swaying.
The dance is so light, so wanton, so charming, so ostentatious.
Although it is only an inch above the drum, it seems to be on the best stage in the world, attracting the attention of everyone in the world.
"It's ...... You?" Zhang Bufan felt that his mouth was not very good, well, it seemed that his brain was a little stuck.
"yes, how's that, beautiful?" Looking at his stupid appearance, she smiled so happily that she seemed to be even brighter than the one on TV.
"Beautiful. He said, as if he didn't think that was enough, so he said, "It's beautiful!"