Erhong gave the noodles last night, and she decided to steam buns for her daughter early in the morning. The filling naturally had to be chopped in the morning, with mutton crust. This filling is the best.

In fact, ginger and tomatoes are relatively popular vegetables all over the world. They can be used as dishes and seasonings. From Europe and the United States to Southeast Asian countries, basically every meal is indispensable.

In India, Pakistan, Nepal and other countries, every dish is inseparable from it. Without tomatoes and rinds, you will not be able to cook.

Peels are onions. As for why they are called peels, there is no way to verify this thing.

However, Chinese people have much less demand for onions. Many mainlanders have never seen this thing, especially southerners. Many people have never seen it, let alone eating it.

However, in later generations, there are gradually everywhere, but there are few cooking methods. Until now, many restaurants do not have dishes made with onions.

I first chose a piece of mutton, which was fat and thin and chopped finely. Erhong used to cook, but although he only knew how to cook some simple things, he couldn't be hungry.

Ye Mei was also awakened by her mother's sound of chopping meat. When she saw her mother chopping meat, she was hungry. In fact, she was not hungry, but just a conditioned reflex for the child to see food.

Erhong comforted his daughter and speeded up. Then it was a tragedy. The meat filling was easy to chop, just use force.

But onion is a bit disobedient. The key is that it can't help but be moved by everything. Before a single onion is cut, it is already full of tears.

"Godmom, don't cry! I'll wipe it for you." Ye Mei came over with a towel and wiped her tears.

Erhong lowered her head and asked her daughter to wipe it clean. As for her godmother, she asked her daughter to call her. There was no way. Her daughter was too young and couldn't figure out why she had so many mothers? Don't they all have only one?

At this time, Martha knocked on the door, and Erhong put her in. Seeing Erhong's eyes, she quickly comforted her: "Sister, don't be sad, I can't cook, I don't cry."

Erhong was angry and laughed, so she had to point at the Onion and talk about the reason.

Unexpectedly, Martha understood this very much. She asked Erhong to soak the onion in cold water. When cutting it, it would be fine.

This trick really worked. The onion was cut quickly and then the filling was mixed. Erhong asked Martha to help her and she would eat buns together in a while and the noodles were all ready.

Martha likes foods like buns and dumplings very much. She is so obedient Erhong who asks her to do whatever she wants.

Erhong had already started kneading the dough and asked Martha to make up the filling. She told her to put it in the same way. Although Martha could not cook, she was still very competent as a tool person and was beaten wherever she pointed.

"Salt, a handful of five-spice noodles, appropriate amount of soy sauce, and MSG as appropriate." Erhong ordered the same thing.

Martha listened in a daze. She knew everything, but she really couldn't understand this.

"Sister, can you give me more precise amounts of this portion, such as a few grams or dozens of grams. I can't figure out how much this handful is, a little bit!"

Erhong didn't care: "That's what my mother taught me, just don't let the filling be salty and don't let it taste unflavored. I don't know how much it is!"

Martha finally understood what was going on. It turned out that Erhong didn't know how much it was. She could make her own decisions.

Pour a handful of salt and put it in, then soy sauce, vinegar, and various seasonings. After mixing the seasonings well, Martha nodded with satisfaction. It smelled pretty good.

She likes the taste of Chinese soy sauce, and the sauce is full of fragrance. Germany does not have this thing. So, after the filling is mixed, she poured half a bottle in it.

There was no difference between soy sauce and dark soy sauce in that era, it was soy sauce. The color was not that heavy, so even though it was placed too much, it did not look dark.

After the filling was thickened, Erhong's noodles were already well prepared. The two of them started to make buns, but their two daughters forgot to be hungry at this time, so they followed them to play with the noodles.

But at this time Erhong was stunned because she realized that she could not make buns at all.

But this matter wouldn't hurt her. If you don't know how to make dumplings, just make dumplings. Anyway, there is also steamed dumplings.

It was Martha who kept muttering: "Sister, this is wrong, the buns are round."

Erhong said helplessly: "I don't know. If you know, just make it. I make dumplings and taste the same when I eat them."

Martha struggled for a long time and couldn't get it out, so she had to give up.

Ye Mei didn’t know if she had read too many steamed buns by her grandma, so she made a sceptical bun. Although it was not good-looking, it was round at least.

The two mothers immediately regarded it as treasures and humbly learned from their daughter. In the end, they made the buns, although they were still ugly.

The two discussed and waited for a while and then gave it to their mother-in-law to try the skills of the two.

After steaming the buns for half an hour, turn off the heat. You have to wait for a while before lifting the pot, otherwise the buns will collapse. This is what my mother told me when I was a child.

The time finally came, and both of them were a little excited when they took the blame. Although they were both bosses of companies worth hundreds of millions of yuan, they couldn't calm down when facing the first pot of buns in their life.

The moment the pot lid was lifted, both of them were stunned. They were not as round and elastic as they imagined.

It is a pool of suspicious objects sank in the cage.

Martha observed for a long time and asked, "Sister, are we doing this?"

Erhong looked at her and nodded helplessly. Who can steal these buns from a distance without magic?

This side obviously did not produce any more, but it is not scientific? The noodles were obviously so good when kneading the noodles.

However, nothing is useful to say at this time, and this thing cannot be rewindled and replayed. I can only take it out of the pot with my fate.

It was because of the two daughters who were more respectful and praised: "The pancakes made by my godmother look so good, my grandma can't make them."

No matter whether it looks good or not, anyway, this thing is cooked, so eat it quickly. Martha also comforted Erhong: "My sister is fine, we will make it next time. This one is probably delicious, and my filling tastes so good."

When Erhong heard it made sense, he just made the noodles without being released and steamed? This one does not affect the taste, and the strength of the dead noodles is not unpalatable.

So he served one with a small bowl and ordered, "Eat quickly, let's go play with your fill."

The two little girls cheered and moved their chopsticks inside.

Then there was nothing. After one bite, both daughters spit out the buns that were bitten out of their mouths.

"Godmom, it's so bitter!" Ye Mei's little face frowned like a bun, and she complained with a crying voice.
Chapter completed!