Who knew that Lin Xiang smiled and said, "What's the hurry, I just made two dishes, I bought so many ingredients today, and there are a lot of delicious things that I haven't made." As he spoke, he patted Lin Yan's head: "What are you slamming the door!" ”

Lin Yan bared his teeth and pursed his mouth.

……

"Crackling—" The oil pan began to smoke, and the clouds and smoke that had dissipated in the room suddenly gathered again.

Lin Xiang washed the unused shrimp and rinsed it under water.

While the oil pan was smoking, pour all the flavored ingredients such as green onion and ginger into the oil pot.

"Crackling-" The oil pan began to rattle because it met the water vapor.

A large amount of smoke began to rise upwards.

Lin Xiang narrowed his eyes, picked up the wooden shovel with his fingers and began to roll.

The fragrance began to waft out one by one, and Lin Xiang grabbed the cleaned shrimp on the plate and threw them all into the pot.

The heat soared and rushed Lin Xiang's face.

"Ahem." Lin Xiang coughed twice, and then began to quickly turn his wrist-

"Crackling......" The crackling sound in the pot gradually decreased, Lin Xiang looked into the pot, and the shrimp skin had been fried red.

Scooped a spoonful of cloudy wine, a spoonful of seasoned sauce-

Steaming with a steady stream of mist, accompanied by a luscious aroma, the shrimp skin gradually turns vermilion in a reddish light, a shiny layer of reflection.

Hands, scoop in a small half spoonful of sugar-

Lin Xiang's fingers tightly grasped the handle of the pot, and the food in the pot was sent up in the direction of the pot.

The shiny red shrimp rose into the air, and with a little light sauce, fell back into the pot.

"Lin Yan!" Lin Xiang held the plate in one hand and put shrimp roe from the pot with the other.

After a while, Lin Xiang loaded most of the plates, Lin Yan ran over and took it over with a shout, put the things on the table, and kept saliva in his mouth, while he couldn't help but reach out and pick up a shrimp to taste it.

"Watch out for hot hands!"

Before Lin Xiang's voice fell, he heard Lin Yan's voice of "hiss-" over there.

Lin Xiang was a little helpless and said, "It's okay? ”

Lin Yan came running over here, "Chopsticks chopsticks-" was anxious to find chopsticks to eat, not caring about his fingers at all.

Seeing this, Lin Xiang felt that there should be no problem, cleared the oil pot, and turned around to pick up the pork that he and Lin Yan bought from the market in the morning.

After washing, Lin Xiang looked back and forth for a while.

With a thoughtful look on his face, he thought about it, and after a while, Lin Xiang first cut a large piece of pork into four small pieces, of which some were fat and some were thin.

Picking up one of them, Lin Xiang held the lean part with his hand, and first looked at the pot that had begun to smoke and heat up at this moment.

After thinking about it, Lin Xiang first put the side of the pork skin on the pot surface and pressed the top of the meat-

"Zizizi-" The pigskin pressed against the hot oil pan and began to rattle.

Feeling that the time was almost up, Lin Xiang took the piece of meat, and at this moment, he turned over the side of the pigskin and took a look, it had become golden and slightly burnt-

Pursing his lips, Lin Xiang smiled.

Then the pork was rinsed with clean water, and the layer of roasted charred pork was scraped clean with a knife blade.

The first layer of burnt skin and meat on the outside of the pork is not delicious, so once grilled, after the meat slices are fried, the meat will taste more tender.

Add water to the hot pot, add ginger and garlic and other ingredients.

"Goo-goo-" The water in the pot was already boiling.

Lin Xiang put all the pork in it and waited for it to be cooked.

……

"Is the braised shrimp salty or not?" At this time, Lin Xiang was free, approached Lin Yan's side, and lowered his head to look at the plate of shrimp that had been swept away by Lin Yan.

"Not salty, not salty!" Lin Yan wiped his mouth, ate for a long time, and felt a little thirsty in his mouth, so he reached out and scooped up the soup bowl on one side and took a sip.

Lin Xiang pinched a shrimp on the plate, pinched the head and tail with his fingers, and peeled out the shrimp meat in perfect condition.

The white, tender, silky shrimp meat was mercilessly stuffed into Lin Xiang's mouth.

Agitating his cheeks, Lin Xiang chewed slowly while slowly savoring the taste of shrimp.

The sweetness and saltiness of the sauce blend well with the sweetness of the shrimp meat, and the fishy smell of the seafood is not offensive.

After swallowing a bite of shrimp meat, there is a faint fragrance left on the tip of the tongue, and a faint salty taste lingers in the mouth, making people can't help but want to continue to eat the next bite.

Nodding, Lin Xiang looked at Lin Yan, who was wiping his mouth, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching: "You slow down." ”

Reluctantly returned to the stove, Lin Xiang got up and down, and took out the pork slices that had been cooked in the pot.

Pouring out the water in the pot, Lin Xiang threw all the pork slices into the smoking pot-

"Zi la-la-" smoked, and white mist began to rise in the pot.

"Crackling-" Lin Xiang stir-fried the cooked meat, and put in the sauce, as well as the onion and garlic, including the chili sauce brought back from the restaurant.

I haven't eaten spicy food for many days, and the moment the chili sauce is fused with heat and meat and the taste floats up, Lin Xiang couldn't help but sigh! Exhaled, Lin Xiang shook his head and continued to approach the meat slices in the wok.

A large section of green peppers was put into the pot, and Lin Xiang scooped up a bowl of water and poured it in-

"Zi Zi La-" Smoke instantly rose from the top of the pot, and the smoke continued to linger.

The aroma grows louder and larger, and the slices of meat are combined with various spices to give off an unbeatable aroma.

The sauce-colored meat slices were finally sprinkled with a spoonful of flour and water by Lin Xiang to collect the juice.

If there is no starch in the home, flour water can also be used as starch to make sauce.

The fingers held up the pot handle and tossed around, the fried brown meat slices in the pot were surrounded by a layer of crystal oil, and the slightly rolled meat slices that were stir-fried were slightly curled, Lin Xiang took a closer look.

I couldn't help but nod secretly.

There are slight burn marks on the ends of the slices, which is evidence that the meat is cooked.

The return to the pot is to fry the thin slices of pork belly until it is slightly charred and crispy, and it is quite chewy to be delicious and fragrant.

At the end, Lin Xiang put the meat slices into the bowl and served them to Lin Yan's table.

"Back to the pot meat!" Lin Yan's shiny hand suddenly stopped because he was peeling the shrimp, and his eyes also turned to the freshly baked, steaming slices of meat with brown and light brown sauce at the moment.

"It's a pot of meat, but there are no tempeh, so it may taste a little different." Lin Xiang pursed his lips and thought like this.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something.

Frowning, Lin Xiang looked down at the slices of meat with slightly brown sauce on the plate, and the verdant green pepper slices, and a thought faintly passed through his mind.

Bean paste!

Lin Xiang's thought suddenly popped up, and he was the first to be pleasantly surprised in his heart.

That's right.

Why hadn't she thought of it before?