Chapter 21 Pot Stickers
The smell permeated the kitchen.
The scent of the pot stickers is very strong before they come out of the pot. Qiao Manlin kept standing behind Su Yao for fear of being collapsed by the oil. At this moment, she could not stop the smell of meat and asked her probe: "How, how, shouldn’t it? Is it out of the pot?"
The firepower at the bottom of the pot was reduced by Su Yao.
She counted the time, opened the lid, and sprinkled a handful of sesame seeds inside, "Yes, the first pot can be eaten, Manlin, do you taste it first?"
"How
am I to eat alone..." Qiao Manlin's polite remarks The beautiful potstickers in the clean pot immediately swallowed the word behind.
Don't ask, ask is greedy.
Su Yao lightly picked up two freshly baked pot stickers and put them in a small bowl and handed them to her: "Eat slowly, and be careful to scald them."
"Yeah, thank you."
Qiao Manlin took the bowl and carefully stretched out the chopsticks and poked the inside. Two small gold ingots.
It can be seen that Su Yao does not cook less at home. The appearance of the two pot stickers is almost exactly the same, the dough is very thin, and they are all pinched. Qiao Manlin clamps one of them and observes in the air. You can even see the bottom one. Minced meat and flowing soup.
The dough is thin and outrageous, but the golden brown at the bottom is crispy. Touching the tip of the chopsticks slightly, it makes a dull sound of "duangduang". You can imagine how crispy the entrance is.
"It's so beautiful..."
Qiao Manlin let out a sigh of admiration, her tongue engendered.
I opened my mouth to bite an edge, half crispy, half soft, and the rich soup gushing out of the small mouth eagerly, even if Qiao Manlin received Su Yao's reminder, it was because she couldn't hold back her sucking. , Got scalded.
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Hiss—— " Qiao Manlin let out a low-pitched breath, and quickly opened her mouth to breathe, a little embarrassed.
Su Yao was really busy with the second pot. When she turned her head, she saw that she was frantically breathing. She was obviously not lightly scalded. Su Yao was funny and distressed. She handed her water glass over and said: "Cool, take two sips to cool down. . " "
Um um um ...... "
Qiaoman Lin tearful eyes drank cold water, this will slow the bite of fried dumpling eat, could not help but be satisfied sigh," I did not have long tasted this flavor before his debut did not want to, breakfast is accompanied by a fried pig's blood soup, really gods would not trade! " "
man Lin from Shanghai? " "
Yes. "
familiar hometown nostalgic cuisine, but also brought back Those childhood memories.
Qiao Manlin finished eating the stuffed cabbage and Zhenzhen, with unclear emotions in her eyes.
Maybe it’s the cabbage and pork stuffing that tastes too similar, and maybe it’s Su Yao who bends over to make breakfast too calm, and the sudden desire to talk makes Qiao Manlin blurt out: "Su Yao, in fact, you are now bending over to make pot stickers. Especially like my mother."
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