After a while, the flour, which was already a pale yellow color, began to be dyed with a more intense yellow layer, and even faintly turned into a burnt yellow.

The smell of wheat in the air is getting stronger and stronger, and there is even a burnt aroma that can make people appetize when they smell it.

As soon as she saw it, she knew that she could get out of the pot now, and immediately said loudly:

"Sanniang, the firewood on the stove here can be removed a little, and it doesn't need to be extinguished completely, and it is left for my sister to fry the bean paste."

With that, she immediately picked up the iron pot, shifted the position, took out the fried flour inside, and set it aside to cool.

Chapter 103: Clever Fruit (2)

Then put the cleaned iron pot back on the stove, move the position, and make room for Zhao Qingyou.

At this time, Zhao Qingyou picked up a red bean casually, and pressed it lightly with his hand, and the red bean was immediately crushed in the fingertips, and it looked like it was already ripe.

Quickly remove all of them, change them to an iron pan and stir-fry, and boil the water inside.

Seeing Zheng Wan's movements, there was a smile between his eyebrows.

Zheng Wan stood aside and observed Zhao Qingyou's movements, and after finding that there was no problem, he cut the fried nuts into suitable sizes, stirred them together evenly, and made half of the five-kernel filling.

There is one thing in common with the three fillings she is responsible for.

Except for the main ingredients that need to be prepared, the rest are mixed with fried flour and honey.

If the adhesion effect is not good, you can also add an appropriate amount of water to it to mix evenly, knead into a ball for later use.

The salt-and-pepper filling is similar, except that you need to add chopped flax, peppercorns and salt to it.

In between her busy work, the other two were not idle.

Zhao Qingyou concentrated on stirring the red bean paste in the pot, until he could feel the size of the bean paste in the pot becoming smaller, and began to report the group, and a strong bean fragrance and sweet smell continued to drill into the body, and then stopped the movement in his hand.

At the same time, he did not forget to instruct Zhao Qingmiao to dispose of the meat that was boiling on the side.

The two of them started work together, and it seemed that the progress bar of the meat floss was almost halfway there.

After Zhao Qingyou put out the bean paste filling, he immediately looked at Zheng Wan and asked:

"Lady, now that several fillings are ready, are you going to start making pie crust?"

"My sister is right, the next step is to make the crust. But that's what you need to do tomorrow when you get up, and it's pretty much the same to make five fillings today. ”

"That's right! The salted egg yolk in the oven must be good, so I want to check it out. ”

Hearing the process of making the pie crust, Zhao Qingmiao suddenly remembered the salted egg yolk that he had forgotten in the oven, and threw away the shovel in his hand in a panic.

"Bang!"

The moment the spatula hit the iron pot, she immediately realized her mistake, quickly picked up the shovel, and simply tossed the meat floss in the pot as a remedy.

Then he hurriedly stuffed the shovel to Zhao Qingyou, who was closest to him, and shouted:

"Sister, you can look at this meat floss for the time being, go to the oven and take a look, don't let the salted egg yolk be burned."

With that, I couldn't wait to run to the oven.

Leaving only Zhao Qingyou and Zheng Wan, Zhao Qingmiao, who was acting in the face of the wind and fire, felt helpless.

What could the two of them say?

The heat in the oven is fixed, and even if the salted egg yolk is dried dry, it will not burn.

Zhao Qingyou silently clenched the shovel in his hand, continued to stir the meat floss in the pot, and did not forget to ask:

"Lady, take a closer look, how is the red bean paste that has just been fried, if there is anything missing, it can be made up for now."

Hearing this, Zheng Wan walked to the table and randomly picked up a part of the bean paste with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

With a gentle squeeze on the tip of the tongue, the delicate red bean paste immediately melts on the tip of the tongue, and there are one or two red beans in the middle that have a strong sense of presence and are not fried, which is full of graininess.

There's nothing to find fault with on the palate.

And this bean paste filling has a moderate sweetness, in addition to the fragrance of red beans, it is also mixed with a faint milky fragrance, which is rich in layers, and it is a rare good filling.

After tasting it, she praised:

"Sister's craftsmanship is getting better and better recently, and this red bean paste is fried very well. In particular, the butter added to it not only makes the filling stained with the fragrance of milk, but also makes the taste more delicate and silky, which is very good! ”

Hearing such a straightforward compliment, two red clouds immediately appeared on Zhao Qingyou's face, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

"The lady is really overrated, but it's just a copy of what the lady did before."

"Being able to learn the essence is also my sister's ability, so there is no need to be too humble."

During the conversation between the two, Zhao Qingmiao, who was holding a hot salted egg yolk, appeared, and said with happiness:

"It's okay! Zheng Niangzi, take a look, are these salted egg yolks available? ”

As he spoke, he handed the salted egg yolk in his hand to Zheng Wan.

Looking at the salted egg yolk in front of me, which is obviously orange-red, the grease baked by the high temperature is still bubbling on the surface, and the oil bubbles are still appearing and disappearing.

Zheng Wan could still feel the fragrance of the salted egg yolk and the heat it carried.

"It's okay, Sanniang doesn't have to worry, just put it aside and use it again tomorrow morning."

"Whoa."

The three of them worked together and finally got all the fillings ready before dark.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, the three of them continued to work.

As soon as Zhao Qingmiao heard about kneading dough, a task that requires a lot of effort, he immediately took the initiative to take over this task, and did not forget to promise again and again:

"Sister, Zheng Niangzi, I think it's more suitable for me to knead the dough, so you can rest assured that it will be handed over to you. The two of you are in charge of the filling, which is a lighter task. ”

After that, immediately mix the flour and water prepared by Zheng Wan.

Zhao Qingyou and Zheng Wan glanced at each other with a smile and began to make other things.

Zhao Qingyou was in charge of dividing the fillings into the right sizes, while Zheng Wan started making the puff pastry.

In addition to its rich inset, the most commendable thing about the popular Qiaoguo in Gangnam Dongdao is its layers of crispy skin.

When you bite into it, it is crispy and charred, and the layers of crust crack in response.

This haunting scene naturally requires a better combination of puff pastry and crust.

Zheng Wan did not waste time, pouring hot oil on the flour and mixing it into a translucent puff pastry dough.

As soon as the dough made by Zhao Qingmiao is ready, the dough is immediately rolled into twice the size of the puff pastry, and then the puff pastry is tightly wrapped in the dough.

Zhao Qingmiao watched Zheng Wan carefully press the edges of the dough one by one, and was very curious about what the pie crust made like this would look like after it came out of the oven.

So, in the following time, her eyes stared at Zheng Wan's movements without turning.

watched Zheng Wan roll out the dough, which was originally only the size of an ordinary board, and then overlap it again and continue to roll it out.

I don't know how many times I have repeated it, because the number of counts that Zhao Qingmiao has learned no longer allows her head to continue to store.

I don't know how many layers of puff pastry I have accumulated, roll them together, and put them aside to relax and set aside.

At this time, the fillings that Zhao Qingyou was in charge of were almost all processed.

Zhao Qingmiao saw the opportunity and immediately took the initiative to propose:

"Now you can start stuffing, right? Let's go and burn the charcoal fire in the oven first. ”

Zhao Qingyou hadn't even started to reply, just like that, he watched Zhao Qingmiao's figure getting smaller and smaller in his sight.

She turned her head helplessly to look at Zheng Wan on the other side, and said with a smile: "Since Sanniang followed behind her mother, her temperament has become more and more jumpy. ”

"Isn't that good?"

Zheng Wan raised his chin slyly in his eyes.

provoked the smile on Zhao Qingyou's face and had nowhere to hide it, but now she can be regarded as understanding, following behind Zheng Wan, after a long time, it is normal for her temperament to be like this.

After laughing, worried about angering the two, he immediately changed the topic and said:

"I wonder if there's anything I can do to help next?"

"A lot. My sister is used to cooking in the back kitchen, and there are many places where she can help later. But now the most needed sister is still - rolling skin. ”

As he spoke, Zheng Wan took a new rolling pin from behind him and handed it to Zhao Qingyou.

Then he began to introduce: "Sister, you see, this is like a long strip of dough, and I will first divide it into evenly sized segments. Because the puff pastry dough was added to it before, the inside is layered.

In order to prevent the layers from separating when wrapping later, the cut sections are kneaded tightly in two sections to prevent the dough from falling apart from the two sections. My sister will use a rolling pin to roll out the processed dough into the shape of a cow's tongue, you see, it's very simple. ”

While talking, she also showed Zhao Qingyou the action of rolling noodles.

I saw a piece of cylindrical dough, pressed by the rolling pin from the end of the leaning man, and gently rolled forward, and a piece of dough in the shape of a cow's tongue immediately appeared on the table.

It looks simple and doesn't seem to take much effort.

Zhao Qingyou looked at it and nodded, feeling that it should not be a particularly difficult thing for him, a person who makes noodles.

He took the dough from Zheng Wan's hand, held it in his hand, put it in front of him, clenched the rolling pin with both hands, and gently rolled it forward.

The dough is surprisingly tough, almost deforming as soon as you press it, and the rolling pin slides very smoothly towards the front.

But when she saw all the crusts rolled on the rolling pin, and the beef tongue-shaped dough that Zheng Wan had just rolled out, but were intact and flat on the table, she felt that she still underestimated the difficulty.

After several attempts, I figured out the right strength and angle, and the tongue-like dough was pasted on the table.

Zhao Qingmiao, who had burned the charcoal fire, came back and saw this scene.

Without further ado, I picked up the dough and filling, and I was ready to start wrapping this novelty fruit.

After these steps, she can be regarded as understanding, compared with the Qiaoguo of Jiangnan Dongdao, the Qiaoguo they have eaten before can only be said to be too simple.

And this Qiaoguo has such complicated steps and such a rich filling, it must taste very good, and I can't wait.

Zheng Wan raised his eyes and saw this scene, and reminded: "Sanniang, the Qiaoguo can be wrapped in long strips according to the shape of the pie crust." ”

"Good!"

Hearing this, Zhao Qingmiao only felt that Bao Qiaoguo's link was easier.

She placed the crust almost directly in the palm of her hand, then picked up the freshly divided filling with her chopsticks, stuffed it into one side of the crust, and easily rolled it from side to side.