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The steamed bread made by using sake instead of water and yeast is very soft after steaming, and has a faint aroma of wine, and the top of the steamed bread will crack, and the shape is like a crossroads that have been opened, which is very beautiful. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Of course, the degree of cracking depends on the proportion of liquor, if you want the steamed steamed bun to crack more lightly, then you can replace part of the liquor juice and mix it with some white water.

(Digression, this flowering steamed bun is common on the dinner table of Yezi's family, from time to time, the leaves will be steamed on some to give away, a friend once said, such steamed buns, there is no vegetable, he can eat five in one go, it can be seen that this is delicious, hehe)

After that, Luo Yumin took out a piece of braised beef from the system and cut it, and took a duck meat that had been improved with the Beijing roast duck recipe and chopped it into pieces and put it on the plate.

When Luo Yi came to call Luo Yumin for breakfast, Luo Yumin held a mixed vegetables in an enamel basin with a diameter of 20CM and a depth of 16CM in his arms, and handed a large stainless steel pot of steamed buns to Luo Yi, holding a tray with beef and roast duck in his free hand.

The two walked one after the other to the dining room in the front yard.

Most people in northern Jin are accustomed to setting up a small kang table on the kang to eat, and the second elder of the Luo family is no exception, even if they move to the town, this habit has not been changed.

It's just that now I can watch TV while eating, and when my two children are at home, I also eat with them.

Uncle Mo and Aunt Mo have been eating in the kitchen since the first day they came to Luo's house.

At first, the two men were strange, because they had never seen Luo Ren eat a bite of food or drink a sip of water.

With this question, Aunt Mo also asked Luo Ren very gossipy, but Luo Ren said that she was eating with her sister in the backyard with the big housekeeper of Luqi.

She was very smart enough to know that Aunt Mo would never dare to confront Lu Qi.

In order to receive the endless stream of villagers in the village, and because some villagers are too unconscious, every time they eat on the kang in the inner house, it is like a battlefield where they have fought, which is very messy.

Even if the rooms were all covered with wooden floors and cleaned up, these people would still go their own way.

Among them, there are many people who like to take advantage, see something good, and beg for it cheekily.

Luo Zhou's thin skin, plus some things really don't know the price, looking small, in fact, the value is not cheap.

Luo Yumin couldn't stand it anymore, so he made a suggestion to his grandfather to clean up the utility room of about 30 square meters near the back of the inverted seat room and turn it into a dining room.

It is also used to receive visitors.

This decision proves Luo Yumin's wisdom, when he comes to the guest again, he brings it here, and there is a little distance from the inner courtyard, if the guest doesn't say hello and run around, someone will follow.

Luo Ren and Aunt Mo are like the guardian gods, when those guests with a bad reputation come, one of them will always stare at them.

When Luo Yumin arrived in the dining room, several people were already sitting at a large round table with a diameter of two meters.

The old village chief and Luo Fugui sat at the top, Luo Zhou sat on the right side of Luo Laohan, and Luo Daqiang and another villager lined up next to the old village chief in turn.

Luo Yuliang sat at the head of Luo Zhou's family, and there was an empty seat in the middle, which was reserved for Luo Yumin at a glance.

When Luo Zhou saw his granddaughter hugging a pot of vegetables and Luo Yi hugging a pot of steamed buns, his brows were a little pinched.

"Why are you doing work in the kitchenette again? When I came back so late, I didn't know how much sleep I would get. It seems to be blamed, but in fact I feel sorry for my granddaughter.

Luo Yumin nodded at the old village chief and the others with a smile on his face, and after putting down the vegetable pot, he sat beside his grandmother with a hippie smile, rubbed his head on Luo Zhou's shoulder and said, "Aunt Mo is not very good at making pasta, isn't it just a good hand, I can't get tired." ”

Luo Zhou pretended to be angry, "I don't know how to call people when I come, what about the rules since elementary school?" ”

The old village chief and others also had a smile on their faces, "It doesn't matter, I met the eldest girl at the gate of the courtyard early in the morning, and she was the same as when she was a child, with a sweet mouth." ”

Luo Yumin knew that she couldn't let her grandmother lose face, so she stood up and shouted with a smile: "Grandpa Kui, Uncle Qiangzi, Uncle Niu." ”

Then he pointed to the roast duck and said: "You guys are here for a coincidence, this is what I brought back from the capital, the well-known Beijing roast duck, and this beef, which is also bought in a century-old store, how about you taste it." ”

There were a total of seven people at the table, five men and two women, Luo Yumin already knew what roast duck was like, so he didn't have much expression, and the eyes of the other six people all lit up at the same time.

Especially the old village chief, these people have been nesting in Yatougou for many years, and even the town rarely comes, and they will buy some chicken, duck and fish meat during the New Year's Festival, which is also taken home to stew and fry, and no one can make such a fine, attractive color roast duck.

The old village chief laughed with a few wisps of goatee, "Old man, I am really blessed to come out this time, and I can actually eat the famous roast duck in the capital." ”

Luo Daqiang and another villager laughed so much that their faces were almost cut in half.

Luo Laohan also said: "This girl went to the capital a few days ago, otherwise you wouldn't have this opportunity when you came, brother, so let's eat quickly." With that, he took a piece of meat and put it on the plate in front of the old village chief.

This time, Luo's family eats, no longer like in the village, one person has a big bowl, and the dishes are directly sandwiched in the bowl. In addition to the rice bowl, there is also a small plate for vegetables in front of each person.

This habit has only changed after Aunt Mo came.

If you want to rely on her, it is best to let the Luo family use chopsticks to pick up vegetables for the guests.

The old village chief picked up the duck meat and put it in his mouth and took a bite gently, which was full of fragrant, "Okay, it really deserves to be a famous dish in Beijing, fat but not greasy, crispy but not burnt, fragrant." ”

The old man snapped his lips twice, "It would be better if there was wine." ”

Luo Laohan said with a bitter face: "That's it." He turned his pleading gaze to his granddaughter.

There's no way, the old man loves wine all his life, he couldn't afford it at home before, but now he can't eat it, it's all controlled by his granddaughter, and it's not fun to think about it.

But you will say that he is not rich, and he can buy it himself, but the taste of what he bought is completely different from that of his granddaughter.

Nonsense, that wine is brewed by Luqi, after systematic time control, some of them are hundreds of years old, that is real aging, can those outside compare with this?

After this kind of wine is good, but the stamina is enough, although it will not hurt the body, but after all, grandpa is old, and it is not good to drink too much.

Luo Yumin smiled and said: "Grandpa Kui, the plan of the day lies in the morning, this person, after a night of hibernation, this stomach is empty, you have to eat some easy-to-eat food first, if you want to drink, wait for noon, let my grandfather and you have a good drink." ”

At noon, she was ready to take out the wine made in the system, which was much better than drinking white wine.

Aunt Mo and Luo Ren also prepared several breakfasts in the big kitchen, including a large pot of vegetarian noodles with a few bowls of meat and vegetable sauce, millet porridge, fried pumpkin pie, and fried one-sided poached eggs and asparagus and bacon rolls, all of which were so fine.

These people here are people who have lived in the city since childhood, and they will sigh that these dishes are very pleasing to the eye and very appetizing.

But the old village chief, Luo Daqiang and the others have been dealing with farmland for many years, and the amount of food is not small, and their food is practical, and there are not many flowers.

It is precisely because of this understanding that Luo Yumin personally cooked such a large pot of wine-brewed steamed buns, chopped roast duck, and cut beef, just to meet the needs of these pot-bellied men.

At present, everyone is very happy, and all of you here are honest and honest people, and after a while, all the dishes on the table are at the bottom, and there are only a few scattered scattered in a large pot of flowering steamed buns.

Even Luo Zhou, who has always had a very small appetite, ate three steamed buns, a bowl of millet porridge, and a lot of vegetables.

"Big girl, how did you make this steamed bun, teach uncle, when I go back to tell your aunt, I will learn to make it as usual, but it is so delicious, I can eat several without vegetables." Luo Daqiang was satisfied, touched his stomach that was a little supportive, and said with a smile.

"I'm making noodles made with wine, and there is less water but no water." The corners of Luo Yumin's mouth were slightly raised.

The greatest joy of a cook is to watch all the food he makes be wiped out, which is the greatest recognition of the chef.

Luo Zhoushi, "Min girl, you will teach this to Aunt Mo in a while, and when you go to college in the future, we can eat it at home." ”

"Okay," Luo Yumin readily agreed.

Last night, her younger brother Luo Yuliang handed her a few letters with admission letters received at home, and Luo Yumin snorted softly, "Either you don't come at all, or you come with a bunch of them." ”

She looked at the envelopes, two of them were sent from the capital, one was sent by the Chinese medicine school that Beihu himself had reported, and the other was from the University of Hong Kong. Letter of acceptance from Hopkins University.

Tens of millions of candidates cross the single-plank bridge, even if you fill in the volunteer, the good school is also merit-based admission, and it is impossible for those who do not fill in the volunteer to extend the olive branch for no reason.

From HK University, Luo Yumin guessed that it might be the help of the Jimo family.

The two letters of the capital are not considered for the time being, this M country John. Hopkins University has also sent itself an admission letter, which is open to debate.

Luo Yumin thought to himself that it was only a few days since he went to the embassy or consulate of country M to inquire about immigration, and this would not be because he had an intention, and his family would help him apply for one, and it was very likely that someone or an institution was eyeing him.

Thinking of this, Luo Yumin couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

It seems that some things have to be prepared in advance.

The little girl's brain has been a little perverted recently, and her ability to associate things is becoming more and more perverted. (To be continued.) )