Chapter 229 229 Lying Dumplings and Ba'erduo

Chapter 229 229. Lying on dumplings and dad’s ears

Can lard residue not be fragrant?

The seventh cousin slowly poured out all the oil in the pot, and then fished out the burnt lard residue.

Thinking of his silly apprentice, he specially left two plates: "Qiaoqiao, do you want something sweet or salty?"

Qiao Qiao rolled out the dough for a moment, and then asked doubtfully: "Can't I eat them all?"

As soon as she said this, Aunt Lianhua couldn't help but laugh, and the seventh cousin said bitterly: "You have that little head of melon seeds that you can only eat and play with. It's really useless."

But as he said that, he obediently sprinkled sugar and salt on the two plates of lard residue.

Song Tan couldn't help but pinch a piece. It was charred and crispy in the mouth, with a bit of oily texture. As soon as he chewed it, the light salt melted, and he felt satisfied from body to heart.

Although the pork was still not top quality, to her, she could already taste the flavor.

The lard residue must be eaten while it is hot. Qiaoqiao had already washed her hands and came over now.

While eating, Zhang Yanping, who was sleeping, suddenly came out of the room in a daze, holding on to the door frame:

"It smells so good. What are you eating?"

So not long after, Xin Jun, who had already made up his mind to control himself at night because he had gained several pounds, also walked out.

Although it’s inappropriate to gain weight before getting married, but just having a small taste shouldn’t be too much, right?

The two plates were full of lard residue. Seeing them still looking at what was on the chopping board, the seventh cousin hurriedly chased them away:

"Let's go! Don't delay me from making dumplings."

Then he raised two thick-backed iron knives and started chopping.

The lard residue was quickly cut into pieces. Zhang Yanping was determined to please the chef and was thinking:

"My sword looks pretty heavy! Seventh Cousin, are your arms sore? Go back and ask Tantan to get you a blender."

The seventh cousin glanced at him: "Machines are only for lazy people. They can't make chewy meat like this. Don't make trouble."

"If you really can't sleep anymore, wash your hands and make dumplings."

Zhang Yanping:......

Go and wash your hands honestly.

At the same time, he did not forget to flatter me again: "Seventh cousin, with this fragrance, the gods can't sleep even when they come."

The lard residue and cabbage foam squeezed out of the water are mixed with light soy sauce and freshly fried Sichuan peppercorn oil. Even if no salt is added, the aroma of fresh crispy pepper will hit your face.

Qiaoqiao took a small rolling pin and rolled out a piece of dough in three or two strokes. There was already a big piece piled next to it.

It wasn't until everyone sat down that the seventh cousin evenly sprinkled salt into the basin. While mixing it evenly, he didn't forget to tell Qiao Qiao:

"Remember, if the cabbage is not so delicious, you can add some MSG to make it fresher. And salt, but be sure not to add it too early, otherwise the cabbage will be soaked in water and the dumplings will taste watery. It doesn’t have that chewiness anymore.”

Qiao Qiao kept moving, um, um, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, obviously she had listened.

Zhang Yanping was already awake. At this moment, he reached out and took out a dumpling wrapper, carefully added a bunch of stuffing to it, then kneaded it together and placed it on the empty cutting board aside. The dumplings lay flat.

When Aunt Lianhua saw her, she couldn't help but laugh: "I think Yan Ping is tall and big, but I didn't expect that he would not be the head of a family after he became a family."

Zhang Yanping was stunned: "How is that possible?"

He said proudly: "I like to make decisions. Even after I get married, I have to be the head of the family!"

Xin Jun glanced at him and remembered what his mother had muttered. At this moment, he carefully kneaded a dumpling and carefully placed it next to Zhang Yanping's dumpling.

However, the chubby body of the dumplings placed calmly struggled for a moment, and soon they slowly lay flat in a ball.

At this time, everyone laughed: "Oh, what's going on with the young men nowadays? They don't even belong to the family!"

"Look, this dumpling can't stand up. People just have no temper at home."

Song Tan was curious: "Is this statement accurate?"

"It's very accurate!" Aunt Lianhua was convinced: "If you don't believe Tan Tan, just give it a try."

The seventh cousin also nodded: "The old sayings are all well-founded."

Song Tan made a dumpling in three strokes. Even though her skills were not very good, she put a little less stuffing in the dumpling. But when she used her thumb to push up the belly of the dumpling slightly and then placed it on the chopping board, the dumpling was stable. The eight winds do not move.

It is in sharp contrast to the two flat dumplings next to it.

Song Tan: Very good, she has now unilaterally declared that this saying is true. Isn't Fairy Tan the one who wants to be the master of the family?

Xin Jun was vaguely resigned to his fate, but Zhang Yanping was not convinced: "No! I must have failed to put the filling in the dumpling just now. I'll make another one for you to see."

"...No, the trick is not to put too much stuffing in it? Look at the Gangtantan one, just put it in a bigger amount!"

"...Why doesn't it work? Do you have any tips for bending it with your thumb?"

After struggling all night, there was a jagged dumpling lying flat on the chopping board. The seventh cousin finally couldn't bear to look at it: "Okay, okay, just accept your fate, Dad'er!"

Zhang Yanping was frustrated and anxious.

But soon, he became confident again: "This is all false, just a country saying. I will find a girl with a good temper, the kind who dare not speak loudly. I will see how she can be my home." , be my master!”

"No, you can go get some sleep, single." Song Tan laid out the dumplings and looked at him coldly.

"Woof woof woof!"

The three treasures on the ground heard the word "dog" and wagged their tails excitedly and barked.

Zhang Yanping: ... I think they are mocking me, but I have no evidence.

We are all single dogs, why are we so anxious to fight each other? What's more, Tan Tan doesn't have a partner!

But he naturally didn't dare to say this, so he could only change the subject stiffly:

"By the way, Tan Tan, those fishermen can't catch fish every day, have you considered giving them some bait or something?"

"They are still working hard even though they can't catch fish, don't you think about why?"

Zhang Yanping didn't say anything.

Why? For this meal! He now shares a lot of food expenses with his seventh cousin every day.

"But I can't catch fish every day, and I'm worried that the rest of the newcomers are not willing to come."

That's true, those who have been here know that the food here is good. But those who haven't come here always hesitate.

Song Tan thought about it, and simply put down the dumplings and walked outside. After a while, she came back and told Zhang Yanping:

"Dig a few small red earthworms under the bricks beside the flowerbed outside our gate and send them there the day after tomorrow. Don't give too many, just one small one for each person."

She just gave the earthworms a little spiritual energy, and if they use it to fish, they can have a good harvest.

If you want to harvest leeks, you have to raise them well!

Here it comes! There is more, but it will be after twelve o'clock when I finish writing.

You can read it tomorrow, but it will not be later than one o'clock in the morning at the latest.