Chapter 129: Soup Wonton

After adjusting the meat filling, the dough over there is also delicious.

Song Xinyi first sprinkled a layer of dry flour on the board, put the dough on it, and began to knead the dough with a layer of dry flour.

In order to make the dough thinner and stronger, Song Xinyi kneaded the dough several times.

Once kneaded, use a rolling pin to roll out the dough and make it as thin as possible.

Then he took a knife and cut it horizontally and diagonally, and cut the diamond-shaped wonton skin one by one.

Use chopsticks to pick up some meat filling and put it into a wonton wrapper, slowly roll it up from one corner, and staggered a stack and press the other two corners in the middle, waving a pair of small wings to make the wonton is done.

Song Shi looked at it and felt fresh, and he also picked up the wonton wrapper and was eager to try it.

Seeing that her younger brother had finally put Ji Si on the wooden knife, Song Xinyi was very relieved and hurriedly started teaching wontons.

Afraid that Song Shi would understand, Song Xinyi slowed down her movements and demonstrated step by step.

As a result, Song Shi watched it several times, but he still didn't learn it, and he didn't make a few of them.

Song Shi looked at the wontons he had wrapped badly, Bu Fu was a little distressed, he still wanted to learn but was afraid that he would waste it, so he simply took the wonton wrappers and was stunned in place.

Seeing her younger brother's expectant and embarrassed expression, Song Xinyi was also anxious, patient, and taught several more hand-in-hand.

Although the cloth is still very successful, the cloth can finally wrap the stuffing firmly.

After a while, the board was already full of wontons.

Song Xinyi estimated that her father and mother were about to come back, so she asked Song Shi to go to the yard and pick up some firewood.

When Song Shi heard that he was going to hold firewood to make a fire, he was afraid that he would stain his tiger head knife, so he quickly scared the knife and wrapped it around the coarse cloth belt around his waist.

After wrapping it, I first put it on the edge of the stove, but after thinking about it, I probably thought that the cloth was ready, so I picked it up and went out of the door.

It seems that he should have gone to the bedroom.

Song Xinyi smiled dumbly, and Bu Guo also breathed a sigh of relief, and finally Bu Yong saw the knife.

But who knows, before he could finish this breath, he saw Song Shi suddenly turn around and come back.

"You have a knife ......," Song Xinyi stretched out her hand and pointed to the package in Song Shi's hand.

"No one looked at it in the house, and the cloth was still on ...... body."

Song Shi smiled, and while speaking, he had already tied the long package diagonally behind his back very neatly.

Song Xinyi couldn't help but gasp, and had doubts about the IQ of this younger brother.

After the cloth was tied up by Song Shi, it was really true that he went to hold firewood.

Seeing that dinner was finally back on track, Song Xinyi also let go a little.

After the firewood was ready, Song Xinyi also began to add water to the pot and mix it with broth.

"Let's get on fire."

As soon as Song Xinyi's voice fell, Song Shi skillfully added firewood to the bottom of the pot, and then picked up the flint and started the fire, consciously becoming a fireman.

Probably because he was too focused on doing one thing, he didn't even care about the tiger head knife behind his back during the period.

Song Shi burned the fire very strongly, and it didn't take long for a pot of soup stock to boil.

Song Xinyi glanced at the door, and just saw her father and mother entering the courtyard, so she picked up the wontons on the board and threw them into the soup one by one while the pot was open.

In order to make the wontons stick to the bottom of the pot and the wall of the pot, Song Xinyi took a spoon and gently scraped it against the wall of the pot.

Cover the pot and continue to burn.

When the lid was lifted, the round and plump wontons had already been rolled up to the top of the boiling broth.

Song Xinyi scooped some cold water with a scoop and poured it on the boiling broth, and the wontons, which were still turning over and over, were instantly quiet and frightened.

Then close the lid and continue to burn on the fire.

When the pot was boiling, Song Xinyi poured some cold water into the pot again, scared the wontons, and then closed the lid.

After beating it twice with cold water, the stock boils again and the wontons are ready to come out of the pot.

Because there was no coriander, no sesame oil, Song Xinyi only chopped some shallots, sprinkled them into the soup, and then put the wontons into a bowl with the broth.

"It's so fragrant!" Song Shi looked at the steaming wontons, and his eyes were straight.

"Let's go, let's go back to the house and have dinner!" A small bookstore

Song Xinyi snapped her fingers, and then pulled Song Shiyang's soul back, and then smiled and picked up a bowl and went into the house.

Song Shi also quickly wiped his hands, picked up the bowl and followed.

When the wontons were placed on the table, both Song Zhi and Zhang's eyes widened in surprise.

In the semi-white and translucent broth, the wontons are bulging out of their bellies, competing to squeeze out their heads, showing a bit of naughtiness, and the stars around them are dotted with green, which adds a cuteness.

"Is this my door Xinyi Baoyang?"

"When I was in the county seat before, I also saw the main family eating wontons, why didn't I find that a bowl of wontons can still be so good-looking?"

"Yo, good girl, my door Xinyi is really capable!"

"And me, and me!" Song Shi hurriedly said.

Hearing this, Song Zhi and Zhang were shocked again, and looked at Song Xinyi suspiciously.

I saw Song Xinyi nodding with a smile, "That's right, this is me and Xiao Shi together." Dad, mother, you can try it! ”

Song Zhi picked up the chopsticks, quickly put one in his mouth, chewed it twice, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he stopped nodding.

Zhang also picked one up, raised the corners of his mouth and looked at it, until Song Xinyi urged him to eat it while it was hot, and then he put some love for the cloth into his mouth.

"It's delicious!"

Song Shi finally sat down, picked up the bowl directly, and pulled it into his mouth with chopsticks.

It startled Song Xinyi, and quickly persuaded, "Eat slowly, don't burn!" ”

"Hey, what's on Xiao Shi's back? How can you relieve your scare after you have eaten? ”

Zhang suddenly saw Song Shi with a burden on his back, and Bu Ban wondered.

"Hmm...... This one, but my baby! ”

Seeing that Song Shi swallowed two mouthfuls quickly and put the bowl away, the corners of Song Xinyi's mouth twitched consciously.

As soon as Song Shi heard the question, he quickly took the things from his body and scared them, and then opened them layer by layer.

"Yo, this Xinyi cat is quite gratifying!"

Zhang Shi saw that he had reached out to touch it, but when he saw Song Shi's smiling face, he was suddenly frightened.

"Mother, this is a tiger!"

"Tiger?" Zhang's face was full of doubts.

Song Shi nodded heavily, "Yes, look at this beard, this ear...... It's clearly a tiger! ”

I could hear that there was so much joy in my tone.

Zhang glanced at Song Xinyi, Song Xinyi twitched the corners of her mouth and didn't speak, but Song Shi continued to introduce very seriously:

"This is my sister who gave me a tiger head knife, mother, look at how majestic!"

Zhang was stunned for a moment, but heard Song Zhi nod with a smile, "Tiger head knife? Hehe, it's a mistake. ”

"Okay Xiaoshi, let's eat quickly, it'll be cold later!" Song Xinyi hurriedly persuaded.

Zhang also hurriedly returned the knife to Song Shi and picked up the rice bowl, "Yes, yes, put away the knife first, let's eat quickly, look at how fragrant this wonton is!" ”

Song Shi smelled the fragrance, and finally put the knife on his lap, and then picked up the bowl and ate the wontons.

Seeing that her father and mother and younger brother were smiling with satisfaction, Song Xinyi picked one up, blew it, and then bit it away.

The wonton skin is thin and firm, the wonton filling is just salty, the rich meat aroma oozes out the soup and is delicious, and the whole mouth is full of fresh fragrance with the addition of shallots.

Song Xinyi also nodded with satisfaction.

This meal, the family of four enjoyed it beautifully.

During the meal, Song Xinyi told her father and mother about her plans.

"I want to make some scallion pancakes and pies tomorrow and sell them at the market."

"Go to the market and sell scallion pancakes?" Zhang Shi was surprised, his face was full of hesitation, "But the market is full of vegetables, how can there be any cakes?" ”

Song Xinyi blinked and smiled, "It's because there is no one to sell, only I am the only one, and there are many people who come to buy it, so I can make money." ”

But seeing Zhang's shaking his head, "Xinyi, my mother knows that you are a good boy and wants to make more money for the family, but this is buying and selling, cloth is so simple as you want to ......"

Song Zhi also frowned, "Your mother is right, first say that you are a girl's house, and I will release it, and I will only say that I will sell scallion pancakes, but I am afraid that it is really easy to sell."

This rush to the market is full of food, and after buying things, I go home, where can I buy onion pancakes to eat? ”