Chapter 182 The God of Dumplings possessed

I saw that the master evenly cut the tomatoes into slices about one centimeter wide, and then cut the slices into strips and diced them. The size of all the tomatoes is very even.

The tomato's seed heart connects to the outside of the tomato, and there is only a small amount of juice on the chopping board.

Ouyang Jiarui held his cell phone and clapped on the wrists of both hands, "Master is so awesome."

Yun Su glared at him, "When you are letting you practice knife skills later, see if you can still laugh."

Sure enough, when he heard this, Ouyang Jiarui's face changed, "Master, I will practice hard."

Perhaps, all his cooking talents are as good as fragrance and taste, and he really can't learn this knife skills.

Through yesterday's training, he started cutting carrot pieces. After practicing for a long time, he still cut carrot pieces.

Although he didn't dare to look at his master at that time, he thought that his master was so angry that he almost drove him out of the master.

Yun Su glared at him, "Look at it!"

Ouyang Jiarui: "Okay."

Yunsu put the diced tomatoes in an empty bowl, sprinkled some salt in it, and stirred the salt and diced tomatoes evenly with chopsticks.

Fearing that his apprentice didn't understand what it meant, Yun Su was kind enough to explain, "If you do this, use salt to kill the excess water in the tomatoes, so that there will be no too much water in the tomatoes. When making dumplings, as long as you move fast enough, the dumplings will not leak."

Ouyang Jiarui nodded, "What if the dumplings are slow?"

Yun Su glared at him, "As long as it's not half an hour to make ten dumplings, it's okay. If it's slower than this, then don't eat dumplings."

Ouyang Jiarui: "Okay Master!"

With the guidance of his master, he believed that it would not take long before he would turn from dumplings to dumpling god!

Yunsu poured oil into the empty pot, turned on the gas, heated the pot, Yunsu beat the eggs into an empty bowl and stirred the eggs.

After the pot starts to smoke, turn off the heat, pour the eggs into the pot, and stir-fry quickly with the remaining residual heat in the pot.

Ouyang Jiarui: "Master, why do you do this? Can't you start scrambled eggs on fire?"

Yunsu: "The eggs fried with residual heat will be more tender. Moreover, when cooking dumplings, the eggs will be heated twice, so don't worry about the eggs being uncooked."

Ouyang Jiarui nodded, "I've recorded it."

The filling is ready, and the next thing to do is dumpling skin.

Yunsu took out two basins, each with part of the dough, and two more cups of warm water were added.

Yunsu looked at Ouyang Jiarui who was still standing stupidly, "Put your phone aside and wash your hands."

Ouyang Jiarui: "Okay Master."

After drying his hands, Ouyang Jiarui walked to Yunsu, "What does Master want me to do?"

Yunsu handed him an apron, "Do it with me."

Ouyang Jiarui widened his eyes and said, "Master, I can't make dumplings."

Yun Su turned his head and glared at him, "If you don't know how to learn, you know what you can do, what else do you want me as a master?"

Ouyang Jiarui's heartbeat suddenly, and he was very nervous. This was his first time making dumplings. I hope his master won't think he is stupid.

Yunsu poured warm water into the basin bit by bit, and then stirred the noodles into flocs.

After finishing it, she looked at Ouyang Jiarui, "Now you learn the technique I just made and stir the noodles into floc."

Ouyang Jiarui nodded, "Okay, Master."

All the steps, techniques, and even the order of Yunsu putting some salt and oil in the dough is the same.

I can see my eyes, but there will be a gap when I do it.

The dough floss made by Yunsu is flossy, and Ouyang Jiarui's dough flossy is directly combined into a small dough, and there are small dough floss around the dough.

Yunsu looked at Ouyang Jiarui's dough flattering mouth, then sighed, "It's OK."

You can't ask too much for novices, it's good to be able to mix the dough into dough.

Ouyang Jiarui exhaled and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his forearm, "Thank you, Master."

It wasn't that he did this on purpose, it was really difficult to have a face squirt.

Although his technique and the amount of water poured were the same as that of his master, when he did it, he didn't know why those noodles were very disobedient.

Then it turned out to be what it is now, and his hands were covered with noodles.

Yunsu kneaded the dough into dough. Ouyang Jiarui looked at the dough in his hands, followed Yunsu's movements, and kneaded the dough.

As he rubbed, he found that the noodles on his hands were gone and were all mixed with the dough.

Knead the dough into a smooth dough, Yunsu put the dough on the chopping board, and covered the basin that had just kneaded dough on the top of the dough to wake up the dough.

Ouyang Jiarui also learned her movements. As soon as he covered the dough, Yunsu lifted up the basin.

Yunsu looked at Ouyang Jiarui's dough, then opened his own dough, "Look at what's the difference between these two?"

Ouyang Jiarui was stunned for a moment and whispered: "Your dough is very smooth, and my dough is full of lumps."

Yunsu glared at him, "Do you think this kind of dough will taste delicious when you make dumpling skins?"

Ouyang Jiarui shook his head, "No."

"You can't knead it quickly?" Yun Su was really angry and laughed. It seems that in addition to knife skills, pasta is also the child's fatal point.

His operation methods are correct, and there is no other good way to change, so he can only practice diligently.

If you fail, let him eat it himself, anyway, he can finish it.

Next time I make pasta, I won’t give him so many noodles anymore.

Less than the surface, let him practice slowly little by little.

If he has too much noodles, he can't finish it himself.

After kneading for more than ten minutes, Ouyang Jiarui's dough finally became much smoother.

Yunsu nodded with satisfaction, "Wake up."

After waking up, Yunsu rolled the dough into long strips.

The dough seemed to have a soul in her hands, and was very obedient. In a short while, it turned into a long strip of uniform thickness.

Ouyang Jiarui continued to learn Yunsu's movements. Although his movements were a little clumsy, he finally made no mistakes this time.

Yunsu nodded, "No, keep working hard."

Then, she held the long noodles in one hand, pinched a little noodles in the other hand, and grabbed them, and the noodles became dough.

Ouyang Jiarui learned her actions, but the noodles were not separated from the long noodles and were torn into longer noodles.

Ouyang Jiarui looked at Yunsu’s noodles, and the interface was very complete, and then looked at his own, which was very frustrating.

What is this? Why is it completely different from what the master does?

Yunsu: "Come here and see what I do."

"Pinch the long noodles, press the tiger's mouth with the other hand, and pull it hard and it will come down."

Ouyang Jiarui tried it himself, but at first he couldn't master it well. After pulling more than a dozen, he finally got better.

He exhaled, he was not too stupid.

He turned his head and glanced at Yunsu. Yunsu didn't look at him, and focused on sucking the dough in his hand.

Good night~
Chapter completed!