Su Qingluan leaned against the door frame of the door of the stove room with great interest, staring at his younger brother's back, watching him look like he was eager to conjure up eight hands to block the overflowing water, trying not to be so loud as he could.

Of course, helping will never help - even this kind of "small scene" requires her to help, and the kneading of the dough is estimated to be indispensable.

In the final analysis, Su Qingluan's help is just to control the food within the range of "edible", as for the quality of the finished product, then she doesn't care much - after all, it's the first time to do it, no matter how a kitchen novice is, it can't become a chef in an instant, right?

But as long as the most basic quality can be guaranteed, no matter how extra help Su Qingluan has, he will not take the initiative to help, even if Su Xuanhe takes the initiative to ask for help, Su Qingluan will not blindly help.

After all, this thing is like learning to ride a bicycle, after teaching basic postures and skills, you can only be proficient if you let go and practice diligently, you can't always rely on the two training wheels behind, otherwise you will always be afraid, you will always want to rely on, and you will never learn.

As long as Su Qingluan didn't make "irreparable damage" by her younger brother, she didn't plan to interfere too much.

After about a cup of tea, the seemingly flowing water was finally absorbed by the flour on the panel, and the originally loose flour formed into lumps of various sizes.

Of course, because Su Xuanhe poured a lot of water into it at the beginning, and did not add it in batches as Su Qingluan explained at the beginning, there was no obvious sign of any "flocculent mass", so Su Xuanhe could only slowly explore it by himself.

However, after the state of "volcanic eruption", this kid also learned to add warm water little by little, and did not dare to pour a whole bowl of water directly into it.

As the warm water increases, the flour that was originally loose and loose gathers more and more together, becoming a little hard, but if you force it, you can still press down a pit of dough.

Because Su Xuanhe did not use a basin when he was with this dough, there was no problem that the fine pieces of dough stuck to the basin needed to be "kneaded off" a little bit.

However, he encountered another problem - there were always small pieces of dough falling off on the surface, and they were squirming.

And Su Xuanhe found that compared to the small dough that was only the size of a fist before, the dough in front of him seemed to be two times bigger than Daddy's head!

When the dough increases, the corresponding strength to knead the dough also increases a lot, so that Su Xuanhe's little face is a little black and purple.

Su Qingluan stared at his younger brother's back, watching his movements change from flustered to calm to slower and slower, and finally a little unable to exert his strength and even snorting and panting, he knew that this kid was about to ask for help nine times out of ten - no wonder, even if she was not just kneading dough with brute force! This kneading dough, especially the large dough, also requires skill!

But Su Qingluan didn't take care of herself to help - her younger brother is still a little stubborn and refuses to admit defeat easily.

Of course, in children's cognition, "finding an adult to be a foreign aid" is also a way to "admit defeat".

Su Qingluan couldn't help but smile and watched his younger brother compete with the same dough, and he fattened to the other side casually, picked up the vegetable pier and put the raw meat side up, and put two leg of mutton.

She held the ox ear knife in her hand, pinpointed the part of the leg of mutton, and carefully removed the bone in the leg along the fascia of the leg bone, but did not throw it away—this thing is very delicious to boil mutton soup.

Turning around, she changed to a heavier machete, and reminded in a loud voice: "Su Xiaoer, I want to chop sheep bones, you pay attention, don't be scared." ”

When the younger brother subconsciously covered his ears, Su Qingluan split the mutton bone in two from the middle, making a "bump, bump" sound.

Su Xueyan, who was playing shuttlecock outside, heard the voice, and ran in with a smoke: "What's wrong?" Sister, did you fall? ”

Su Qingluan turned his head and smiled: "You don't have to worry, it's just chopping bones, let's go out and play, I'll scare you later!" Su Qingluan said with a smile.

Su Xueyan also covered her ears like Su Xuanhe: "This is not afraid!" ”

With her sister by her side, Su Qingluan sped up her movements, and chopped the lamb leg bone into several pieces in three or two strokes, so that the bone marrow inside was revealed, and the mutton soup would be more fragrant when stewed.

Su Xueyan watched Su Qingluan chopping bones, and then watched Brother kneading dough - these two things themselves The little girl has also seen Ah Niang or Ah Sister do it many times, and there is nothing new, and after walking around the stove room and finding nothing interesting, she went out to play with the shuttlecock again.

After all, there is still sunshine outside, but inside the house, because dinner has not been cooked, the stove has not lit a fire, and the kang inside the house is not hot, and the whole house is a little cold. It's warmer to play outside for a while than to stay inside.

In fact, Su Xuanhe was a little reluctant to speak from the time his sister came in - of course, not to his sister, but to ask for help from his sister.

It's just that according to the degree of Su Xuanhe's hard mouth, it already takes a lot of courage to let him consult Su Qingluan himself, if this matter is in front of his sister again, then he definitely can't wait to turn himself into a mouth gourd on the spot!

Now seeing that his sister finally went out, he finally made up his mind to run to Su Qingluan's side and whispered, "Sister...... I'm not going to knead dough......"

"Isn't it already handed over to you?" Su Qingluan held back a smile in his heart, but his face pretended to be indifferent.

"But...... The dough was so small...... This dough is so big! Su Xuanhe's tone was very low, and he was even a little aggrieved, "I really can't rub it!" ”

Su Qingluan sneered: "Actually, it's not difficult, you wait here." In order to remove it, she first cut a little ginger slices and rubbed her hands, and then used algae beans and water to remove the fishy smell on her hands, and then came to the board again.

"When the dough is too big, if it's a kind of flour, you can divide it into small pieces, and then you knead the dough by hand." Su Qingluan turned his head to look at his younger brother, "But this can't be used in this way in front of you—at least not now." ”

"Because it's not a flour dough?"

"That's right," Su Qingluan pointed to the various uneven textures and different shades of "patterns" mixed in the dough, "If these doughs are divided into small pieces, they will cause subtle differences in the color, taste and even texture of each piece, and they will not be able to mix evenly." ”

What's more, if the texture of each piece is different, then if you put it in a baking pan or frying pan later, the heat of each piece will be different.

It doesn't matter if she is in charge of the cooking herself, but considering Su Xuanhe's cooking skills, it is better to make the texture of the dough as uniform as possible.

What's more, in fact, large dough also has a large dough kneading method.

Su Qingluan said: "You knead the dough into a long strip - it doesn't need to be too slender, just change it from the original lump to a longer shape." ”

Immediately, Su Qingluan caught the end of the dough that had been kneaded into "long strips": "You see, the rest is placed on the panel, you only need to knead such a section, and the reverse dough is not the porcelain, it will break if you touch it casually, even if you knead this dough into a twist, you can knead it together later." ”