Chapter 133: Formation

Zhou Xiaoxiao asked Chen Minghai to burn the fire very strongly, and when he saw that the fire was almost there, he put oil and salt into it, and then sprinkled the rice down, and he should be very particular when sprinkling, and he could not pour it in at once, otherwise it would be easy to become a tuo, and the one who was held in the middle would not be able to get through.

She kept stir-frying with a spatula until the fragrance of rice grains was emanated, and then she asked Chen Minghai to weaken the fire, start to put more oil into it, slowly shovel a piece of rice grains, sprinkle some water into it, and put the pot lid on top to cover it.

Mo Sanhong couldn't help muttering: "Actually, we can wrap zongzi and sell it for money, and many people like to eat zongzi." ”

"Mom, we pay attention to novelty, others will can't help but run over to take a look when they see new things, and if they taste delicious, they may buy one and a half to go home, but the words of zongzi are different, who won't make zongzi."

Zhou Xiaoxiao's forehead was sweating, and he paid special attention to hygiene when he spoke, skimming his mouth to the side to save saliva from splashing into the pot.

After about ten minutes, she lifted the lid, and the rice flower at the beginning of the moon was formed!

She couldn't help drooling when she looked at it, she believed that if she sold it on the street, it would definitely attract others, and if the rice flower was kept well, ten days and half a month would not be a problem, but if it was not well kept, but it would leak back, maybe it would become moldy and smelly in two or three days.

She has asked Chen Minghai to use the plastic bag to get it right, no need to sew, just take the oil lamp, use a chopstick to roll the cut plastic bag on it, put it on the lamp and pass the flame, and it can be sewn together immediately!

At the beginning, Chen Minghai teased her, saying that she was simply whimsical, where is there such an easy thing, but she showed him immediately, but it was just a blink of an eye, and the plastic bag was baked, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Shoveling up the rice flower carefully, she quickly cut it into four pieces with a knife, handed one to Mo Sanhong, and then handed one to Chen Minghai.

"Xiaoxiao, keep this rice flower for sale, I can't eat it, my throat will catch fire." Mo Sanhong was reluctant to eat, smelling fragrant, listening to Xiaoxiao say that a rice flower should be sold for two yuan, she felt that it was too precious to eat.

"Mom, let's try it ourselves, if you don't think it's delicious, there's no market for it to sell, and you haven't eaten it before, so try it." Zhou Xiaoxiao said and pushed the rice flower towards her, then looked at Chen Minghai, and motioned for him to help talk.

"Mom, try it, it's really delicious." Chen Minghai had already taken a bite, crisp and sweet, and the taste of rice flowers kept lingering in front of his nose, making people can't help but want to eat it all in one bite.

"It's delicious!" Zhou Xiaoxiao has already started to eat, thinking that when she was at home before, her mother would ask her grandmother in the countryside to help get some rice flowers to send to her home during the New Year's holidays, and eat the rice flowers as snacks, which is really nostalgic, but unfortunately she doesn't know how they are doing now, whether they will miss her.

Her method is simple, I have heard my grandmother say it a few times before, my aunt and uncle are almost all good at fried rice, everyone's practice is different, but it is very similar, she didn't expect that she actually fried it.

It's just that there is a little less oil on it, otherwise if there is pure peanut oil, the taste will be better.

"Xiaoxiao, who taught you how to fry the rice flowers? According to me, this is called rice crackers. Mo Sanhong looked at this rice flower, and couldn't help but take a bite, a fragrant taste spread in his mouth, and he couldn't care about anything else and started to eat it happily.

"I dreamed that a god told me." Zhou Xiaoxiao thought, no one would believe it anyway, and she didn't want to scare them by telling the truth, so it was better to leave this matter to God.