bullyxtreme Chapter 120
Chapter 120
The method of making the dough pot helmet is actually quite simple. Divide the mixed dough evenly into small balls of moderate size. After kneading it thoroughly, roll it directly into a half-inch thick cake. No other complicated handwork is required.
The cake rolled out by Han Qiyue is evenly thin and medium in size, about the same diameter as a commonly used basin at home.
After the cake embryo is ready, it is time to pancake.
If you are short of oil at home, you only need to apply a thin layer of clear oil on the iron pot to make it non-stick.
But Han Qiyue still likes to eat a little more oil, which is similar to pan-fried pot helmets that smell of sesame oil. She took out a can of hand-pressed sesame oil from the space and brushed a layer of it on the cake.
Then she poured a lot of clear oil into the pan, and after the oil pan was hot, she placed the cake embryo in the iron pan.
Accompanied by the sound of the cake being put into the pan and sizzling, the rich aroma of sesame oil spreads in the small stove.
Han Qiyue quickly swirled the cake in the pan. After waiting for a moment, she picked up the spatula and quickly turned the cake over.
The skin of the pancake soaked in clear oil is golden yellow and the color is attractive.
Han Qiyue enjoyed this process very much. She felt that devoting herself wholeheartedly to making delicious food was a kind of enjoyment in itself.
For Han Qiyue, this is the smell of fireworks in the world!
It was the warm feeling that she wanted to enjoy but couldn't in her previous life.
Han Qiyue is not a person who wastes time, but every time she cooks, she feels very peaceful in her heart, so she is not impatient, but very patient.
When frying Guokui, the most important thing is to be patient and cook slowly over low heat until the skin on both sides is golden brown and crispy.
For those who know how to bake Guokui, the baked Guokui is crispy on the outside, soft and slightly pliable on the inside, and tastes chewy.
If it is not done well, the baked Guokui will not be soft and pliable. It is not much different from chewing rubber when eaten in the mouth, making it difficult to swallow.
It was still early, and it would take two hours for the mutton to be cooked. Han Qiyue was not in a hurry, and just squatted in the stove and slowly pancaked the pancakes.
She made eight large pot helmets in one breath.
This will be enough for a small family in future generations to feed a family for ten days and a half.
But people in this era have no fat in their stomachs and eat a lot. In addition, the old Han family are all strong young men who eat a lot. Han Qiyue estimates that these pot helmets can only be eaten in one meal.
After all eight pots were out of the pot, Han Qiyue cleaned the pot and poured half of the pot into warm water.
When the family comes back, it is better to wash with warm water than cold water.
The weather is getting colder day by day, and Han Qiyue hopes to take good care of the health of his family as much as possible.
At this time, the mutton was cooked. Han Qiyue smelled the fragrance of the mutton and smiled.
She took out the mutton, removed the bones, and cut it into slices. Although not every piece of meat was fat or thin, it was still moderately fat.
After the meat was cut, the mutton soup continued to cook the bones in the pot, and Han Qiyue added some radish slices and some vermicelli.
These two are the standard ingredients of mutton hotpot. Without these two things, mutton hotpot has no soul.
At this time, Grandma Han came back.
Grandma Han ran away today, and her little feet suffered a lot from the boss.
The old lady has rarely worked so hard since her children and grandchildren have grown up.
She only felt that her legs were as heavy as lead.
The old lady decided that no matter what happened tomorrow, she would have a day off, but she could not continue running.
But after walking into her yard, the overwhelming smell of meat made her forget her fatigue all day long.
"Yue, what delicious food did you cook for us today? Why does it smell like mutton?"
Before Grandma Han reached the kitchen, the voice had already reached her.
Han Qiyue said: "Nai, I made some mutton today. Let's eat the mutton dip in the evening."
"But I haven't had mutton dip in a while."
Grandma Han likes this bite and has been eating mutton since she was young.
But in recent years, the family's conditions were not good, and it was impossible to spend money to eat mutton. Some days, Grandma Han always had it for more than ten years.
"Grandma, I'll make sure you're satisfied tonight." Han Qiyue smiled and said, "I know, I need to put a lot of coriander and garlic sprouts."
Grandma Han smiled: "I still understand me in July."
"Grandma, I've prepared hot water. You can soak your feet first. You must be tired after walking all day. We can eat when my uncle and the others come back."
While Grandma Han was soaking her feet, she told Han Qiyue about the results of today's inquiry.
"Yue, I finally found out about this matter. Du Xiuying and Li Erbao are really inhumane. They can even do such a thing that is worse than a beast..."
Grandma Han Balabala made things clear.
Han Qiyue originally thought that someone wanted to get married in secret, but after listening to Grandma Han's words, she realized that it was more than that.
"Grandma, thank you for your hard work today. We have to take a long-term approach to this matter. We can't let them do evil like this!"
Han Qiyue was really angry.
"Let me just say, Sister-in-law Zhao has been married twice. Even if someone has a secret marriage, she shouldn't value such a person."
"In the past few years, we are not allowed to talk about strange powers and chaos. There have been a lot less such things. In the past years, such things were not uncommon. It's just that you are young and have never heard of it!"
Grandma Han sighed, she had lived half her life, and such things were not uncommon.
The two were about to continue talking when the rest of the Han family went home from work.
A dozen or so people came in, interrupting the conversation between Han Qiyue and Grandma Han.
Han Qiyue was busy pouring water for his family members to wash their hands and faces, so he put aside this matter for the time being.
"What delicious food did Qiyue give us today?" Mr. Han sniffed his nose vigorously and asked Mr. Han: "Second brother, what do you want to eat tonight?"
Of course he had smelled it, but he couldn't believe it was true.
I can occasionally eat noodles at home, and I am satisfied with having a little oily smell.
"I smell mutton, brother, what do you think?"
Han Lao Er also couldn't believe his nose.
After all, they can still get some pork, but they haven't seen any mutton in several years.
There were sheep in the brigade, but after the sheep were slaughtered and handed over, they were seriously not left with any of them!
If they want to eat mutton, they have to go to the city with money to buy it. How can they be willing to do so?
Han Qiyue said with a smile: "I happened to meet it today. I thought that my family has not eaten mutton for a long time, so I bought it."
While the family members were washing their hands, Han Qiyue had already taken out bowls of mutton dip and put them on the table.
Looking at the greasy noodles and the steaming mutton soup, the family couldn't believe that this was real.
The whole bowl was filled with meat, I couldn’t even dream of it.
"In July, whose sheep did you steal and kill?" Han Luyang asked, blinking in disbelief.
Han Qiyue glared at him: "Brother Six, don't talk nonsense, otherwise I won't let you eat anything delicious in the future."
Han Luyang didn't dare to say anything for a moment. He was just joking. In order to show off his rhetoric, he delayed eating meat. It was not worth it.
"I'll give you the money and tickets for this meal alone!" Chu Jianguo said sheepishly, looking at the meat on the table.