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Although Mu Changxin didn't speak, he was full of slander in his heart, why did he say that the potato cakes made by Wang Yuan were not delicious, they tasted very good, mashed potatoes, baked in the pot, removed the water vapor, and then mixed with wheat flour, and then baked to get out of the pot, and while baking, they had to brush the oil at the same time, which was troublesome to say and very tiring to make.

"Please!" Wang Yuan made a gesture of please, but Cui Yumin took it seriously, stood up, and went straight to the kitchen.

Wang Yuan smiled, "The place is relatively simple, what materials do you need, I'll find you." ”

He washed his hands and said a few ingredients, Wang Yuan found them all and placed them on the countertop, he picked up the kitchen knife again, and shook his head, "It's too heavy, it's not easy to use." ”

Wang Yuan rummaged through the cabinets, found out the stainless steel kitchen knife he used before, scrubbed it and handed it to him.

"What else is needed?"

"That's it." Cui Yumin picked up the potatoes, peeled them, and then threw them into the pot, stabbing his hand on the gas stove several times, but he didn't start the fire.

"I won't use this." Cui Yumin blushed and said.

Wang Yuan adjusted the gas fire, and seeing the blue flames burning, Cui Yumin grinned, "You people in the city have a lot of tricks. ”

Soon, the potatoes were cooked, and Cui Yumin mashed the potatoes to form a powder as fine as grains of sand, and then prepared to make noodles.

At this time, another pot of bone broth had already been boiled, Cui Yumin took out the bone broth, filtered out the impurities, and the boiled bone broth was as cool as water, with a rich fragrance, so that Mu Changxin couldn't help but smell it.

"It smells so good!" She glanced at Cui Yumin and felt that this plainly dressed person still had some ability.

Mu Changxin went to see Wang Yuan again, and found that Wang Yuan was paying attention to Cui Yumin's every movement with good eyes, and couldn't bear to disturb him, so he had to hold his arms in front of his chest and quietly observe Cui Yumin making potato cakes.

He began to make amends.

He scooped a little soup with a spoon, tasted it, shook his head, turned his head and asked Wang Yuan, "Is there fennel?" ”

Wang Yuan was also stunned, he had never heard of fennel to make potato cakes.

Fennel is a kind of spice, which can remove the fishy smell, remove greasy, and improve the umami taste.

"That's the secret to my hash browns." Cui Yumin smiled, Wang Yuan knew that it was someone's unique secret recipe, so he didn't ask deeply, he said to him to wait a minute, raised his feet and walked out.

Mu Changxin hurriedly chased after him and handed him an umbrella, "It's still raining outside!" Beware of getting drenched. ”

Wang Yuan took the umbrella, smiled at her, and went out.

He didn't go to the supermarket, but went directly into the fairy garden, found fennel, and picked some young leaves.

Wang Yuan looked at the small handful of fennel in his hand, obediently, worth five hundred yuan!

"Coming back so soon?" Mu Changxin stepped forward to take the umbrella, shook off the water droplets on it, and put it aside.

Wang Yuan handed the fennel to Cui Yumin, who took it, grabbed the scissors and clicked them a few times, and poured them into the bone broth.

"I understand that the bone broth itself has a fishy smell, and after it is used to mix the noodles, the dough itself will be contaminated by the fishy smell in the bone broth, so you must use fennel to remove the fishiness, so that the hash browns will not have the rest of the taste." Wang Yuan looked at the fennel grass mixed with the bone broth after being crushed and said.

"Well, I seem to understand a little bit." Mu Changxin nodded thoughtfully.

Cui Yumin began to knead the dough, kneading while mixing the potato flour little by little.

Soon, the dough was kneaded, and the dough kneaded with bone broth was bright yellow in color and had a faint meaty aroma.

"Is there chicken fat?" Cui Yumin turned his head and asked.

Wang Yuan was stunned, engine oil?

I can't tell that you're still an old driver, and if you don't agree with you, you'll have to drive!

"Chicken fat, the oil of a year's big rooster." Cui Yumin saw that he didn't understand, and emphasized it again.

"Yes!" Wang Yuan ran outside the door again, found a place where no one was there, entered the fairy garden, and grabbed a big rooster and came out.

Obediently, it's five hundred again.

Wang Yuan slaughtered the big rooster, refined the chicken skin and the chicken fat in the abdomen, refined it into a small bowl, and handed it to Cui Yumin.

"Is it stupid?" Cui Yumin knew that the people in the city ate feed chickens, and he was afraid that the white chicken fat would spoil the taste, so he asked.

"It's a stupid chicken, a serious stupid chicken."

When Mu Changxin heard this, she couldn't help but chuckle, and she remembered Wang Yuan's famous saying of "serious eggs" again.

As for Xiao Mingfeng, Wang Yuan told her not to go into the kitchen, she really just sat on the side, motionless, and didn't even look at it.

That's good.

When the oil pot was hot, Cui Yumin picked up the rolling pin and rolled out the dough into a cake, at this time, he stopped, habitually took out a seal from his pocket, wiped it clean and pressed it on each cake.

Wang Yuan was busy giving him a hand, and only Mu Changxin saw this action.

Cui Yumin rolled out the potato cakes one by one, turning them from time to time, under the scorching oil temperature, the skin of the potato cakes gradually turned yellow, showing a burnt yellow color, and bursts of rich fragrance came to the nose.

Mu Changxin sniffed, it was so fragrant.

It seems to taste even better than the potato cake I just ate.

Soon the potato cakes came out of the pot and were placed on the plate, the color was golden and the aroma was fragrant, Rao is Wang Yuan was already full, but he couldn't help but grab one and tear off a corner.

First of all, looking at the workmanship of potato cakes, Wang Yuan felt that this person's craftsmanship was extraordinary.

First of all, look at the color, the baking time of the potato cake is just right, orange, twist it by hand, the potato cake will be layer by layer, the mille-feuille is mixed, and it has the charm of mille-feuille.

He put the potato cake in his mouth, and suddenly felt that the cake was crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, and when he chewed it, he clicked and clicked, and with the entrance of the burnt aroma on the outside, a rich aroma mixed with the smell of meat rushed straight to his head.

"You can taste it too!" Wang Yuan handed Mu Changxin a piece, she picked up a piece of paper, grabbed the cake in her hand, and tore the potato cake with her hand and put it in her mouth.

As soon as she took her mouth, her eyes suddenly brightened.

"Well, it's delicious." Mu Changxin ate this cake completely after three times and divided five by two, and wiped his hands, "It's very fragrant, and it's not greasy, the skin tastes fragrant and crispy, and the inside is soft, and there is a rustling feeling in the mouth." ”

"You can have a little too." Wang Yuan handed Xiao Mingfeng a one, she took the cake, tasted it, and gave a thumbs up, "Okay, delicious." ”

Wang Yuan nodded, it seems that Cui Yumin's potato cakes are really good.

"But I want to know, what does this seal on the cake mean?" Mu Changxin blinked his beautiful eyes and asked as if unintentionally.

Cui Yumin's face changed.