My Immortal Big Missy Chapter 1231: Damn it, noodles…
How to make noodles?
In the impression of Yang Guo, it was either bought or taken out of the machine in a bundle. I have lived in Guandong for almost 30 years, and Yang Guo has really never made noodles! Don't talk about him, even his mother has never made noodles!
Ha ha, ha ha, Yang Guo looked at the explanation on the task card manual with a smirk: "Make dough, fight dough, then roll dough, cut dough. (Baidu search for the fastest and most stable update of Liwenxue.com)" It was so simple. But there is no clue at all!
Yes, Yang Guo has seen others making noodles on TV, but watching it and doing it yourself are two different things! Maybe give Yang Guo a week to explore and ask for advice, then he might also become a noodle chef, but the first time he made noodles today, Yang Guo felt vaguely about to suffer.
"Papa, I'll help you cook!" Qiqi walked in with a small hand, and Yang Guo just asked her to wash her hands.
"Okay! But we have to make noodles first. Do you want to make noodles with your father?" Yang Guo asked her daughter.
"Sure!" Qiqi looked excited.
"Ah tweeted!" Unexpectedly, the little guy sneezed first.
Yes, the night temperature in this countryside is still very low, the mountain breeze blows, if you don’t pay attention, catching a cold will be troublesome! Yang Guo has been accustomed to the heat island effect in the city in the past few years, and has forgotten it.
"Come on, put on your coat quickly!" Yang Guo ignored the matter of the top line, put it aside, and dig out from the box a pink zippered sweater with big ears hat and gave it to Qiqi Put on.
"You must wear a hat." Qiqi was wrapped in her clothes, her voice muffled, she said with a grin. Wearing a hat and pulling up the zipper, Qiqi becomes a cute pink rabbit, which is why Qiqi likes this dress.
"How can you help Dad with a hat?" Yang Guo smiled softly.
"Then don't wear it. Later, I will wear this dress to scare brother Xuanxuan, brother Dajun, brother Nuoyi." Qiqi asked Dad to roll up his sleeves.
"There is also Brother Kangkang!" Yang Guo reminded, "In order to let everyone eat lollipops, he worked very hard to play games, you forgot?"
"I didn't forget, there is Brother Kangkang!" Qiqi nodded and said.
Alright, business, make face!
Yang Guo first poured the flour from Qiqi on a large cutting board and piled it into a small peak, and then Yang Guo escaped a hole in the middle, which became a small volcano.
Qiqi stood on the chair, holding a basin full of water in his hand, and asked: "Can you pour water?"
"Wait, Dad knocks an egg in!" It just so happened that Qiqi asked for an egg. Knocking it in, it might taste better behind the noodles--otherwise why would there be egg noodles?
However, Yang Guo is still wrong. The egg here actually refers to duck eggs, and it's just the yolk. He knocked the whole egg in, wondering if it would be the first step in dark cooking?
"How much do you want to add?" Qiqi looked at his father questioningly with the water basin.
"How much? You can add it first. Dad looks at it and will say if it is enough." Yang Guo didn't understand it himself, but he wondered whether it needed too much water, so he let Qiqi pour about a cup A little more water.
"I want to play too." Qiqi curiously watched her father's hand rubbing in the large ball of flour, she said eagerly after putting down the basin.
"Then you stand in front of Dad." Yang Guo gave up a position, and then hooked over a small bench to let Qiqi stand on it, which made Qiqi more comfortable.
"Knead it in the middle with the flour." Yang Guo said. After Qiqi came up, he only dared to touch it lightly and dip it into the flour.
"It's disgusting!" The fingers of Qiqi were kneaded this time, but immediately after they got wet, they became sticky and sticky.
"Don't like it? If you don't like Qiqi, just wash your hands and wait for Dad to do it, right?" Yang Guo asked.
"No, I want to help Papa." Qiqi shook her head and continued to rub it. She leaned on her father's warm chest and giggled and said, "It's actually like playing in the mud."
Yang Guo smiled, squeezing the outer dough into it from time to time, and sometimes covered the back of the little guy's palm, making the little guy laugh.
However, Yang Guo and Qiqi just played with the dough like this, without using any energy, it seems that there is no way to make the dough alive in a short time!
Fortunately, after playing Qiqi for a while, I also became a little uninterested. Yang Guo asked her to play aside first, and knead it hard by herself.
"Papa, Papa, look at me!" Yang Guo turned his head and looked at the little guy calling him, only to find that Qiqi didn't know when he got a little flour on his nose. It might be intentional.
"Wow, Qiqi, are you going to say double reed to dad?" Yang Guo and Qiqi both laughed.
Finally, the dough was alive, but Yang Guo always felt that the dough he was living on seemed a bit different from what was seen on TV. My own dough seems to be a little dry, and it will powder when touched.
No matter what, Yang Guo tried rolling the dough first. He took a rolling pin and pressed **** the dough. As a result, the dough broke into two pieces like the rocks on the Loess Plateau... I'll take it! Yang Guo doesn't feel good, it seems to add less water.
Then add some more water. Yang Guo called Qiqi, who was playing with the camera on the side, to help add water.
"Enough?" Qiqi asked.
"Come on!" Yang Guo also had no confidence.
But this time Yang Guo added more water... When he knead the dough again, it won't condense anymore!
No, it's not that it won't coagulate. If Yang Guo is continuously kneaded for more than an hour, it may still be able to make a qualified dough. But wait another hour, the day lily is cold! Yang Guo has already spent nearly forty minutes on the dough!
In half an hour, we will gather at the village chief, we can’t make it!
"Qiqi, let's not eat noodles today. Dad, I'm sorry, I didn't make this noodle." Yang Guo sighed and said to his daughter.
"It's okay!" Qiqi was bouncing around her father, full of vitality~IndoMTL.com~ She said with a smile, "Anyway, Papa only needs to eat something good for Qiqi!"
Yang Guo laughed and said, "Of course, except for noodles, other dads can definitely make them!"
I saw Yang Guo throw away the wet noodles, and then began to process other ingredients brought back by Qiqi.
"thud thud thud, thud thud thud!" Yang Guo under the lens seems to have completed a super transformation, as if suddenly transformed from a scum novice to a super chef, with steady knife skills and skill.
He quickly washed and cut, and when he was about to fry, Yang Guo hesitated.
He is good at cooking southern dishes, but this may also spoil the atmosphere of the game-everyone is cooking Xishan-style dishes, so why should he get a Cantonese dish to show off?
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