Chapter 128: Fried Spring Rolls

Pour flour into the wooden basin, add water and a small amount of salt and start kneading, knead to a certain hardness and start beating, while falling while adding water, after adding a few times of water, Huamian found that the anxious mood just now has relaxed a lot.

After calming down, he was ready to spread the cake, and today because he had to wait for Sikong Yu to come back, he couldn't go to bed too early, so Huamian decided to make some supper that required effort to pass the time.

I specially chose an iron pot of moderate size, slowly heated it on the stove, put a thin layer of oil on it, grabbed the dough and quickly rolled it around in the pot, then put the dough back into the wooden barrel on the side, and used a wooden spatula to scoop up the pancakes that had begun to roll up and put them into the plate on the side of the pot.

The whole set of actions is only more than ten seconds, in one go, in the past, as long as there is a rare free holiday, Huamian will make some fine dishes at home to reward himself who has worked overtime for a long time, and the technique used to make this dish today is the technique practiced at the beginning.

The other chefs couldn't help but praise Hua Mian's smooth movements, they had slowly become accustomed to the skills that the head chef showed off from time to time, even if they still had some doubts about Hua Mian, but they recognized her cooking skills.

Since it is a rare opportunity to make fried spring rolls, Huamian is going to make a few more kinds of fillings, so that Huamian has a great appetite to eat, but it is really because every time she makes something for herself, there are always Sikong Yu Three Princes Ying'er They 'help her eat', and the cooks in the kitchen will also eat a lot on the grounds of tasting or learning.

Usually in the end, Huamian doesn't have much left here, so Huamian simply adds a lot when she makes it, and prepares a lot of copies, so that at least her own supper can be ensured no matter what.

The filling part is traditionally stir-fried with a combination of dishes, and several kinds of fillings such as shrimp with cabbage, assorted mushrooms, and shredded chicken with sauce are prepared, and even a bowl of rose bean paste left over from making dim sum at night, and then cut a plate of diced fruits, and the salty and sweet fillings are available.

Summoned Ying'er to help wrap the spring rolls, and Huamian herself began to warm the oil, and felt the palm of her hand above the oil surface to feel the beginning to warm up and put the wrapped spring rolls.

The fried spring rolls were placed on the bamboo curtain to control the oil, and there were already uncontrollable cooks on the side who came to try them, but fortunately, Huamian had already set aside her own and Sikong Yu's share in advance, so that she would not have to compete with them for food while making them.

instructed Ying'er to send a copy to the third prince, and Hua Mian herself took a plate and put it in a bamboo basket, carried it in her hand, and went to Sikong Yu's room on the highest floor of the main building.

Knock on the door, put your ear on the door and listen to the sound in the house, it seems that he hasn't come back yet, so he simply sits down against the door, anyway, this floor is dedicated to Sikong Yu, and the guests will not come up.

Just closed his eyes and leaned against the door, waiting and waiting for some reason some tiredness poured out, Hua Mian yawned and gradually closed his eyes.

When Sikong Yu returned to the building after being busy, he looked around, exchanged a few words with the regular customers, and then instructed the flower girls, and when he returned to his floor, he saw that he was sleeping on the floor in front of his house, and he was still holding a bamboo basket in his arms.

Sikong Yu squatted down with a bit of amusement, looking at the person in front of him, probably having some bad dream, and it could be seen from the part of Hua Mian's veiled eyes that her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.

Reaching out to take the bamboo basket in the other party's hand, he pulled it a few times, but he couldn't pull it at all, blaming the woman, and the strength was quite big.

Sikong Yu's pulling action made Hua Mian wake up a little, "... Don't rob... Take it easy... There are all to eat", I don't know what I dreamed of, Hua Mian muttered and hugged the bamboo basket in her arms tighter.