"Brother is not right, you don't want to pull the skin behind the hand that holds the filling, you have to pull the skin of the hand that pinched the pleats, and then press the filling down so that it can be wrapped."

Xiao Fubao stood in a chair, pointed to his hand, and immediately said his mistake.

The expression is serious and cute.

Not only does it not annoy, but it also subconsciously wants to listen to her.

Sang Wanzhou pinched it again according to the method she said, and sure enough, it was pinched.

It's not very pretty, but at least it's formed.

If you do a few more, you will definitely get better and better.

Sang put this bun on the very edge of the steamer.

Because the skin of this bun is full of fillings, there is definitely no way to take it out and sell it, make a mark, and this will be used as tomorrow's breakfast.

In the next few buns, Sang Wanzhou became more and more proficient, and the freshly kneaded dough was kneaded all at once.

He simply kneaded all the dough at once, covered it with plastic wrap and put it aside.

Take advantage of this time to make red bean paste according to the method written on the ingredient list.

Xiao Fubao is like his little tail, following from the living room to the kitchen, and from the kitchen to the living room, looking at Sang Wanzhou feels a little funny.

"What have you been following me for? Feeling bored?"

Xiao Fubao nodded and shook his head again.

"It's not boring, Fu Bao also wants to help his brother do it together."

The little cub wants to take the initiative to help, where does he have a reason to refuse?

Sang Wanzhou thought about it, it seemed that there was really nothing she could help with, after all, the pot was so dangerous, it was definitely impossible for her to touch it.

"Then you go and sit outside, and when the dough wakes up and wraps the buns, the dough will all be handed over to you to wrap, and there are dozens of buns that have not been wrapped, which is enough for you to be busy."

"Good~"

Xiao Fubao obediently returned to his position and sat down.

Sang closed the kitchen door, tied his apron and prepared to start making red bean paste.

[Sang Wanzhou, who wears an apron, looks like a housewife and a good man, which really surprises me. 】

[I have to say, the man who can cook is really handsome! ] Direct Opinion x! 】

[I have to say here that Sang Wanzhou's learning ability is too strong! ] Didn't it be said on the Internet that he came out to act at the age of 17? There was no news that he had gone to the college entrance examination, or did he continue to act, this kind of learning ability, he wouldn't have read at the age of 17, right? 】

Sang Wanzhou looked down at the ingredient list, put the ingredient list aside and started to work.

He first poured the freshly soaked red beans into the rice cooker, added more water than he usually cooked, and steamed them like steamed rice.

During this time, he also took the opportunity to blow his hair, and glanced at the time, which was already past 8 o'clock in the evening.

casually instructed Xiao Fubao: "It's more than 8 o'clock, and I will go to bed at 9:30 in a while, do you hear?"

"I hear you!" Xiao Fubao held the cup of soy milk and drank it in small sips, and his little feet shook at will.

Sang Wanzhou took the wall breaker in and washed it and put it next to it for later use.

Wait until the red beans in the pot are cooked.

Sang Wanzhou picked one up casually, pinched it gently, and the red beans were broken, so he scooped them all out, scooped them into a wall breaker and pureed the red beans.

Then scoop it out and put it into the pot, add sugar and stir-fry slowly over low heat to prevent the pot from sticking.

Keep turning it and stir-fry it for nearly 30 minutes before it sticks to the spatula and can't fall off.