Chapter 434, one less process!
"What are you doing here?"
Seeing Li Zhifan beating two eggs in the basin, Bai Qingqing asked curiously, "Are you going to make bread?"
Li Zhifan said: "We don't have baking powder, so we can only bake a small snack with high-gluten flour, which is close to the cake, but if we want to make bread, I'm afraid we can't." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"Oh, what are you doing here?"
"Salad dressing!" Li Zhifan said, "deal with your few sour fruits." ”
"Huh, can it be delicious?" Bai Qingqing tasted a sour fruit just now when Li Zhifan left, and it was sour...... Now I have palpitations.
Li Zhifan smiled: "Do a good job! You'll know!"
The reason why he didn't dare to talk so much was because he wasn't sure what he would do in the end.
If the ingredients are richer, including ham, green beans, etc., you can make pizza directly.
"Snap, snap, snap, snap......"
Seeing Li Zhifan stirring eggs, Fu Biao came up: "What are you doing?"
"Salad dressing!" Li Zhifan replied casually.
"Then I'll stir it up!"
"You?"
Li Zhifan glanced at him and said with a smile, "Okay, come on!
"Don't worry!" Fu Biao immediately grabbed his hand, "I have the title of Kuaishou in the circle!"
"Hehe!" Li Zhifan smiled, "Then you come!"
"Okay!
As soon as Fu Biao picked up the chopsticks, he began to stir frantically, because there was no whisk, so Li Zhifan made a simple outfit with three chopsticks.
This thing in his hand is not easy to call, but it is changed to Fu Biao's hands, and the take-off of speed 6, from behind, feels like it is masturbating!
"How's it going? Am I fast?"
Fu Biao's forehead was covered with green tendons, but the speed in his hand still did not decrease, and he asked Li Zhifan with a grin.
"Quick!" Li Zhifan nodded with a smile, "You are a fast man!"
"Haha!" Fu Biao smiled happily, the speed in his hand was actually fast again, which made Li Zhifan very strange, how many years has she been single?
However, no matter how fast the hand speed is, it can only last for a while.
In less than ten minutes, Fu Biao finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"I'm so tired!"
Fu Biao let go of his chopsticks and shook his hand, "When does this have to be hit?"
"Beat until the yolk expands, the color becomes lighter, and it is thick!" Li Zhifan said.
Fu Biao looked at the color, so he had to continue beating eggs.
This time, though, his speed was much slower and his wrist strength was clearly lacking.
"That's it!"
About five minutes later, Li Zhifan suddenly shouted to stop, "I'll add something!"
As he spoke, he took a spoon in his hand and picked up a bowl next to him, which contained an orange-yellow liquid.
"What is this?"
"Corn oil!"
Li Zhifan said half-explained, "The vegetable oil used in salad dressings can generally choose light and odorless corn oil, sunflower oil, etc., or choose healthy olive oil, do not choose peanut oil, camellia oil and other heavy oil, which will make the salad dressing taste impure, and olive oil also has a special taste, if you can't accept it, use it with caution." ”
"And then?"
After refueling, Fu Biao asked again, and showed a worried look.
Li Zhifan didn't seem to see it, and said lightly: "Go on!"
"Keep stirring?" Fu Biao asked uncertainly.
"Hmm!" Li Zhifan replied.
"Alas......" Fu Biao sighed, reluctantly picked up the chopsticks again, and began the stirring work.
The scene after that was that Fu Biao kept stirring, and Li Zhifan saw that the oil and the egg were completely integrated, so he continued to refuel.
Only by adding oil in small quantities and many times can the oil and egg yolk be completely emulsified, especially at the beginning, the oil must not be added too much at one time.
Back and forth, back and forth several times, by the time sixty or seventy grams of oil were added, the egg yolk paste was thick enough to be called a salad dressing, and it became more and more difficult to stir.
At this time, Fu Biao finally couldn't help it, "When will it be finished?" Didn't you say that the color will become lighter and the concentration will become thicker?"
"That's the last process!"
Li Zhifan said, glanced at the basin in his hand, suddenly picked up a bottle, and said, "Come, add some ingredients!"
"What is this?"
"White vinegar!!, which can make the sauce thinner and softer. ”
Li Zhifan said, "Stir it! Repeat the process just now, I will add, you stir, wait for me to say that it can be placed!"
"Alas, I guess the sun won't be able to wait for you to go down. Fu Biao sighed.
"Just do what you just did, little by little! I have other things!" Li Zhifan said, took another basin, and began to make a cake.
Because there is no oven, but Master Wan has a rice cooker there, which can also be made, Li Zhifan had to process the materials and entrust Master Wan to take them back to the cabin to cook.
"Alright, alright!"
Ten minutes after another "long", Fu Biao shouted and put down his chopsticks, threw his hand and handed the finished salad to Li Zhifan, "Check it!!"
Li Zhifan tasted it, the taste was quite right, and he nodded and gave a thumbs up: "Not bad, not bad!
When Fu Biao, who was already decadent, heard this, he immediately straightened his chest and said smugly: "That's it, don't look at who I am!"
"Let's cut the sour fruit!"
Li Zhifan said, "It's past twelve o'clock!"
"The sour fruit has been cut!"
Bai Qingqing walked over with a plate of sour fruits cut into long strips, "Hurry up, how about I taste it!"
"Yo, you're done?"
Fu Biaole said, "It seems that it is also somewhat useful!"
"Of course!"
Bai Qingqing was triumphant, "I thought I didn't work, I have adjusted all the wild vegetables!"
"How did you adjust it?" asked Li Zhifan.
"I will!" Bai Qingqing said, "blanch it in hot water, then squeeze out the water, and mix salt, monosodium glutamate and vinegar!
"Then you're missing a process!"
Li Zhifan shook his head and said, "And it's the most important process!"
"What?"
Bai Qingqing was stunned for a moment, "No, right? I remember clearly, that's what you did at the time." ”
"Here you go, look at it again!"
Li Zhifan got up and walked to the edge of the dry fire, Bai Qingqing had been watching it just now, and kept adding firewood to it, but now the fire is burning, and an iron net has been set up on it, which has been burned red.
Li Zhifan found an iron roast, poured some oil, and found a few peppercorns from the condiment, put them in the oil, and then roasted them on the fire.
"You didn't do this last time?" Bai Qingqing said depressedly.
"At home, I have prepared the cooking oil in advance, which contains not only Sichuan peppercorns, but also green onions, onions and garlic, which tastes much more fragrant than this, and is also delicious when used cold, so you can pour it with you. ”
"Oh!" Bai Qingqing nodded, looking clear, and then pretended to be annoyed, "I see! ”