"Sure!"

Suspected, Xue Miaomiao glared at Zhao Han angrily, then felt a little weak-hearted, thought about it, and added: "If you just fished it out of the pot, you can use a dustpan to dry, so that it won't break off unbearably." ”

This time it was much more viscous than she thought, Xue Miaomiao took the spoon she had specially made before and tried it, and felt that it should not be a big problem, so she wanted to give it a try.

"Or ...... Shall I take some of it and try steaming it? ”

I always felt that it was not reliable to boil it directly, and after thinking about it, Zhao Han put forward his idea.

"If you want to steam, it's not impossible, it's just that I'm curious, do you have a rectangular flat thing to steam?"

She didn't want to make something weird, not what she wanted, wouldn't that be a waste?

“…… Yes, there is a rectangular steamer for making pastries in the kitchen, and I spread a layer of gauze on top of it, and I will steam it. ”

Funny and helpless glanced at Xue Miaomiao, Zhao Han shook his head with a chuckle, and after answering, he went to get a few rectangular steamers back in front of her, smiled and took out some gauze and spread them on it, and then took a big scoop and slowly poured it in.

Xue Miaomiao shrugged her shoulders and only reminded her: "Don't make it too thick, otherwise I won't know what it is." ”

"Don't worry, I know."

Nodding, Zhao Han thought about it, and took a chopstick over, flattened the pulp poured in, and then began to steam.

"I'm starting too!"

Seeing that Zhao Han had already started, Xue Miaomiao was not to be outdone, and seeing that the prepared hot water had been boiled, she did not delay and began to leak sweet potato flour into it.

When Xue Linyu came, he saw that these two people seemed to be having a good time, steaming and boiling the sweet potato water they had made before, and they were so busy that they didn't even say a word. 100 Literature

"What are you two doing here?"

He heard that Xue Miaomiao was back, but he didn't find anyone after looking for a long time, so he asked the housekeeper curiously, and when he learned that he was in the kitchen, he looked for her, and wanted to ask her how she was doing, who knows......

"Make sweet potato flour!"

After finishing a spoonful, Xue Miaomiao picked up the chopsticks and fished it, and felt that it was almost there, so he fished it out and put it in a clean dustpan on the side, and then began to make a second spoonful, during which he did not forget to turn his head to look at Xue Linyu and answer his question.

"This is the sweet potato flour you were talking about?"

It's crystal clear, and it's pretty good-looking.

Xue Linyu had never seen this kind of thing before, so he couldn't help but fiddle with his chopsticks twice, and found that it hadn't broken yet, and his eyes became more and more stunned.

"That's right."

I didn't expect to be really successful by her, thanks to Zhao Han's mention of the most important point - precipitation, otherwise, she estimated that she would have to be at a loss for a while in the face of a large pot of sweet potato juice.

"It's kind of interesting."

After a few fiddling sessions, Xue Linyu gave up his interest in fiddling with this thing, walked in front of Xue Miaomiao, and chuckled: "You are making sweet potato flour here, so what is Zhao Han doing over there?" ”

"He's trying another approach, let's see which one is easier to use, so that I can promote it in Qingshan Village."

Xue Miaomiao chuckled, and saw that Zhao Han was also out of the pot, so he motioned for him to get things on another big dustpan, Xue Miaomiao observed it, gave him a thumbs up, and chuckled: "This thickness is really just right, you strive for each one to be the same, in this case, I will make it wide, so that it will be more suitable for cooking in a hot pot for a long time, without fear that it will be overcooked and affect the taste." ”

Xue Miaomiao thought about it and immediately made a decision, "And I can't give up this kind of detail, so that I can meet the needs of more guests." ”