Fu Shiyi looked at the way the stones were almost flowing to the ground, and said with a smile: "Didn't eat?" ”

Shi nodded, bitter gourd face: "My mother doesn't know when she will come back." ”

Fu Shi nodded a little: "Then do you want to eat with me?" ”

Shi had a face in front of him, but his expression was still a little shy: "No...... Not so good. ”

Although Aunt Xie's ear was still echoing in her ears, she rubbed her stomach with her chest against her back, and Shi felt that she could choose to forget it for a while.

Fu Shiyi saw through his thoughts: "It's okay, it's just a meal." Besides, you helped me find something last time. It's a thank you gift. ”

Shi is young, but he is very scholarly: "Then I might as well be respectful and obey my fate." ”

Fu Shiyi "fluttered" and flicked his head: "At a young age, are you tired of chewing words?" ”

Speaking of which, Li Changbo is very easy-going. I don't see him chewing words and showing that he is a reader.

Fu Shiyi plans to make rice balls today.

It's hassle-free, and it's simple.

The most important thing is that she also has red bean paste.

The red bean soup is drunk, and the remaining bean paste, she grinds it finely, adds some brown sugar, and it can be made into bean paste filling.

In fact, Fu Shiyi's favorite food is calcium milk filling.

It's just that she can't fill the calcium milk filling, that's someone's brand secret.

Therefore, she can only add a little camel milk when mixing noodles, and it barely tastes milky.

Fu Shiyi washed his hands, took a porcelain basin, then poured out glutinous rice flour, and added camel milk to it little by little.

The stone was looking at it from the side, and it was a little fascinating to watch.

Fu Shiyi's fingers are beautiful, slender, white, and even.

The key is flexibility.

It looks like each finger is soft and can be moved freely.

With such a pair of hands, the dough was quickly kneaded into a smooth dough.

Even on his fingers, there is not a trace of noodles.

The stones were shocked: "Little lady Fu is really amazing." ”

Fu Shiyi: If you look at my dissection, you will think that I am more powerful.

Divide the dough into evenly sized pieces, and then divide the filling into smaller pieces.

Although it was not deliberately weighed, it was very even, and the stone exclaimed again: "It's amazing!" ”

Fu Shi smiled: "You are so good at talking, I will do a practice for you in a while." ”

Stone felt the need to say a few more nice words.

Fu Shiyi picked up a small noodle ball, quickly turned it into a pocket shape with his tiger mouth and fingers, and then stuffed the stuffing into it.

At this time, the pocket mouth is closed, and then kneaded into a smooth round ball with two palms, and a white and fat, round rice ball is good.

The dumplings made by Fu Shiyi were big, one was the size of a table tennis ball, so he didn't make many of them, and he stopped after wrapping twenty.

Ten are boiled and ten are fried.

When cooking the rice balls, Fu Shiyi specially added a piece of patted ginger to the soup.

The stone was slightly disgusted: "This is all the taste!" ”

Fu Shiyi chuckled: "It's good to drink some ginger soup in spring to prevent colds, and you can also go to the cold." Eat radish in winter and ginger in summer, have you ever heard of it? ”

Shi Shi was stunned: What is this saying, why haven't you heard it......

When the rice balls float up, cook them a little more and they are ready to come out of the pot.

Fu Shiyi took out three bowls, four of them in one bowl, but he was not in a hurry to let him eat: "You serve it first, let your mother and your eldest brother eat some, and if your sister-in-law can also eat, let her eat it too." ”

The stone hesitated.

"Your sister-in-law is very tired from giving birth. Eat something to be strong. Fu Shiyi persuaded him.

Stone went out the door with the tray.

Fu Shiyi carried the lantern and sent him to the door, waiting for him outside.

After a while, the stone ran out and stuck out his tongue: "I'll give it to my eldest brother." ”

He was afraid that Aunt Xie would scold him when she found out, and she wouldn't let him eat rice balls.

As soon as Fu Shi knew his thoughts, he didn't ask much, so he led him back to eat rice balls.

The glutinous rice balls are soft and glutinous, with thin skin and large filling. In some places where the skin is thinner, you can see the red sauce of the filling.

As soon as I bit down on the stone, I first gasped for air, then felt that the skin of the rice balls was sticking to my teeth, and finally it was sweet. The sand and glutinous feeling of the red beans themselves, coupled with the sweetness of the red pond, are soft together, which makes people feel sweet to the heart, and the whole person is happy.

The stones didn't care about being hot, and they took one bite after another, and their eyes narrowed with satisfaction.

But this thing, if you eat two in a row, it will be a little sweet.

The stone eats slowly.

At this time, Fu Shiyi had only finished eating one, and slowly took a sip of soup with a faint ginger flavor, except for the greasy in her mouth, she reminded the stone: "You take a sip of soup." ”

Shi resisted in his heart, but he felt that it was not good to refute Fu Shiyi, and drank it obediently.

Then the eyes lit up.

Fu Shiyi taught him: "Sometimes, not everything is what you think. Whether it's good or not, whether it works or not, you have to try it to know. And of course, don't be foolish. ”

The stone nodded, and bit open a rice ball with a "whoosh".

Four rice balls are down, and Fu Shiyi is already full.

But the stone barely starved.

Fu Shiyi couldn't help but sigh: Sure enough, he was half a child, and he ate Lao Tzu to death. Appetite is too good.

However, there are also fried rice balls.

Fu Shiyi added lard and rapeseed oil to the iron pot, and then waited for the oil to boil.

Vegetable oil is not suitable for high-temperature cooking. So Fu Shiyi's favorite is animal oil, but pure animal oil is not very good for the body, so she is used to cooking with mixed oil.

Shi still knew the value of oil, and when he saw that Fu Shiyi poured so much oil into it, he suddenly smacked his tongue: "Fu Xiaoniang is really rich." ”

Fu Shiyi was dumbfounded, and then said a wise saying: "In this life, in just a few decades, how many meals can you eat?" In terms of eating, you can't save it. Only after eating can people earn more money. ”

As long as there are conditions, she will never treat her mouth badly.

The stone nodded as if he didn't understand.

Then watching the oil boil the pot, Fu Shiyi put the white and fat rice balls into the pot from the edge of the pot.

There was a sound in the pot, and around the white and fat rice balls, a circle of golden oil was churning happily.

Stone couldn't help but sniffle, feeling that he was clearly hungrier.

When the first glutinous rice balls were fried, Fu Shiyi was not in a hurry to eat the stones, but put them on the bamboo grate to drain the oil.

When the oil was drained, he took out two and gave them to the stone: "Eat two and look at it again, this one is too much to eat, and it is not digested." ”

The stone's mind is all on the fried rice balls.

Changing the image of white and fat, the rice balls are now golden and yellow, and when you bite into it, there is a layer of crispy skin on the outside, and the inside is still soft and glutinous, with a sweet filling, plus a rich oil fragrance-

The stone felt like he was about to swallow his tongue.

However, after all, this is a high-oil and high-sugar thing, and after eating two, I feel tired.

So he took out the hawthorn slices he bought and made hawthorn tea. Take a sip, sour, and suddenly refreshed.

The stone ate three in a row, and the fourth Fu Shiyi really didn't dare to eat him anymore. stared at him and drank a large bowl of hawthorn tea, which allowed him to continue reading.