I walked over pitifully and began to learn from my wife. It's really hard to think about it, obviously a few side dishes have been dismissed, who would have thought that this guy would have to learn cooking again!

"First cut the venison into small squares and blanch them with boiling water to remove the blood. Then turn the pot back on, put sugar in the hot pan, stir-fry, then put the venison, coat the meat in sugar, and..."

Shi Niang said as she instructed me to work. Although we don't cook much, we watched live TV in this area on TV in my previous life. Therefore, the teacher teaches hand-in-hand, and she is familiar with the road and is not flustered!

Wait for everything to fry and then put it on the water to simmer, just like a while, the smell of the meat will float out, the taste is sweet and meaty, very attractive!

"Master, when will it be good!" I couldn't help but swallow my saliva, the fragrance was so tempting.

"What's the hurry? I have to simmer for an hour! Besides, the cake hasn't been made yet! Let's go and make noodles, it's time to make cakes. Shi Niang glanced at me, shocked by my gluttonous appearance, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Master, I think it's just as delicious if you don't make cakes, it's better to serve them out like this, which saves time and effort!" I glanced at my sister and rubbed my hands vigorously! Don't laugh.

"No, if you eat this braised pork directly, it will definitely be very greasy, and with this cake, it will be more flavorful, and it will not be greasy!"

"All right!" I went to meet pitifully!

"Divide the noodles in half and mix the noodles with hot water and cold water on the other. The noodles should be neither soft nor hard. So the master was next to me and personally commanded, I washed my hands and began to get busy.

"Master, you're busy going. I already know how to do it. "I saw that my sister kept shaking in front of my eyes, so I couldn't help but drive my sister aside to cool off.

"Okay then! I won't bother you. Then I'll go into the space, and when you're done, call me again! If there's anything you can't do halfway, just ask me at any time. After the master finished speaking, she turned over and stepped into my gossip space!

So I was alone and started to get busy, anyway, the two of them were wandering around with their hands behind their backs, and with her, I always felt a little constrained.

So half of my noodles started to come alive with boiling water, this handsome guy is really hot! Poured into the noodles, it was still steaming, I began to start to work on the noodles, but this noodles are too sticky to stick to my hands and can't shake them off. So I added some more water. began to die and live, and the face on his hands was washed off.

By the time I reacted, the dough was too soft to be kneaded at all.

"Master, it seems to be a little soft!" I looked at the miserable dough and couldn't help but ask for help from the space.

"Just add a little more noodles! even ask about this!" said the master impatiently in the space.

"Oh, I see!" So I began to mix the noodles again, scooped another bowl of noodles and poured them in!

"I'm sorry, Master, my face seems to be a little hard again!" I asked for advice again with great impatience.

"What a fool, just put some water on it when it's hard!" Shi Niang gradually lost her temper, and her tone was not so good, I couldn't help but stick out my tongue. It seems that the job of making noodles is really not something I can do.

"Poof!" and at that moment, I heard a sneer out of nowhere, and I looked up. I looked around, but there was no movement.

"Who is there?" shouted for a long time and there was no movement, and the master was really, even laughing at me in the space, so I lowered my head again, and then struggled with the dough, who ever thought that it could not be kneaded for a long time.

So I got angry, so I added half a bowl of water and began to knead it, but what I didn't expect was that this side was soft again. Based on the lessons I learned from the previous times, I added a little less dough this time, and slowly reconciled with each other.

Finally, a dough that is not soft or hard is reconciled, but this dough seems to be a little big, how many bowls of noodles have been added? I don't remember clearly, this is just hot water and noodles.

I looked at such a large dough and couldn't help but sigh. So I added the same amount of flour and began to mix the dough with cold water, this time I was much more careful, and every time I added a small amount of water and began to knead it carefully, and then this time it was successfully kneaded into a dough that was neither soft nor hard.

When I look at my masterpiece, I can't help but laugh!

"Have you baked cakes?Why haven't you moved for a long time?" At this moment, Shi Niang's voice came out of the gossip space.

"Master, the dough has just been kneaded, but the dough is a little big! What is going on in the future?" I looked at my masterpiece cautiously and swallowed.

"If it's big, it's big! Just make a few more cakes! Make half a bowl of noodles smaller, pour boiling oil into it, and make it into a puff pastry!" "Shi Niang didn't care at all, I was a lot more relieved when I heard it, Shi Niang is really high! There is nothing wrong with doing more walking. I couldn't help but feel proud for a while, and I ate more if I did more.

And at this moment, I faintly heard a dull voice coming from all around, I was not effective, I looked around carefully, but there was still no one in sight, so it was worth giving up!

"I'm done, what now?" I put the puff pastry aside and began to move the noodles over.

"Isn't this simple? Live the two noodles together, make them into a baby's fist-sized machine, and then knead the small agents into a ball, flatten them, put some puff pastry in each one, and then knead them into a ball. Do you understand?" the master taught one by one in the space with great patience.

So I followed what my teacher taught me and finally made it. Looking at my masterpiece, I couldn't help but feel proud, it seems that I am still quite smart, although I took a little detour at the beginning, but finally let me finish it.

So I drove the dough into a palm-sized dough, and I struck the pot with my spiritual power, instantly lit the firewood inside, and then put the cake in the iron pot and began to burn.

I closed the lid on the pot and couldn't help but feel a wave of pride. It's not that difficult. Isn't it just a baked cake? But at this moment, the smell of noodles gradually came, but in a blink of an eye, the smell of paste also came out.

"What a fool, don't turn over the pot quickly, the cake is mushy!" As soon as I heard this, I hurriedly lifted the lid of the pot, reached into the pot and began to turn the cake.

"Oh, it's so hot!" I shook my hand, and the cake flipped over. As a result, it turned out to be dark and dark, and looking at this poor appearance, I couldn't help but sigh.

I rubbed my hands together, sighed, and tossed the cake out with a spatula. And then I put another one! This time I didn't even dare to cover the pot, so I stared at it like this. Gradually, he smelled the fragrance, so he quickly flipped the cake over.

"Why don't you pour some oil?" and at this moment, I don't know who came to remind me, so I hurried into action.

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