Starting in the middle of the night, it started to rain lightly in the Magic City!
Although the rain was not heavy, when Yang Qian woke up in the morning, he saw that the sky was still gloomy, the sun could not be seen, and the rain stopped falling, which gave him a feeling of longing for the world.
Flowers, plants and trees that have been scorching in midsummer for a period of time should like the cool weather and rain, but for people, such rainy days are not always a good thing.
The smell of dampness, the wet ground, and the inconvenience of going out.
Fortunately, Yang Qian had no work scheduled today. Although it was a pity that he couldn't take his daughter out for a walk and bask in the sun during his break, it was still a pleasant thing to stay at home!
Of course, you also need to have breakfast at home!
Yang Qian rarely has free time at home, so he has to cook himself and cook something delicious for his wife and mother.
First up is the flour!
As a southerner among southerners, Yang Qian rarely made his own pasta in the past - it's not that he didn't like to eat it, but like dumplings and noodles, who would bother to make noodles from scratch? Buy them from the vegetable market outside.
Come back, whether it's dumplings or noodles, it's cheap and easy.
But after leaving Guangdong Province and coming to the capital city, especially since he had lived in the capital for a while before, he gradually came under the influence of his friends in the north and began to feel that making friends was not a troublesome matter.
If you want to eat well, you have to make the noodles yourself. In Yang Qian’s opinion, the dumplings and noodles bought at the vegetable market are not as good as those made by friends from the north!
Yang Qian's current dough-making skills were also learned from others. From being clumsy at the beginning, he is now decent.
It didn't take long for Yang Qian to knead the dough.
This cannot be used directly, so put it aside and let it sit for half an hour.
Taking advantage of this time, Yang Qian chopped green onions, took the millet that had been soaked just now, and cooked another pot of millet porridge.
His pot of millet porridge is extraordinary!
When the millet porridge was almost cooked, Yang Qian added the wolfberry, salt, and finally added the blanched sea cucumber and simmered it for a while.
A pot of absolutely nutritious sea cucumber and millet porridge is ready!
Scallion pancakes are more common. After the dough is cooked, spread it out into a large pancake, brush with oil, sprinkle with chopped green onion and salt, then roll them up and knead them evenly.
The next step is to stretch the scallion pancake that looks like a ball, then pull it apart and knead it into balls.
Yang Qian didn't know this technique before, but as he fumbled around, he felt like he was almost becoming a northern boy who loved making pasta.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
It turns out that making pasta is not as troublesome as imagined, it’s quite fun!
Continue to roll out the dough into a thin round cake, then bake it in a pan.
"Although I can't make it like a thousand-layer cake, and I didn't wrap it up in layers, it should still be delicious!"
While Yang Qian was frying pancakes, Dai Yuni smelled the aroma, hugged her daughter and came to the kitchen to join in the fun.
"Wang Po sells melons and boasts about herself! Hee hee, it's just very fragrant! The smell of green onion cake is so tempting!"
Dai Yuni teased.
Although she was joking with Yang Qian, when the scallion pancakes are served, she will definitely be able to eat four or five in one breath! Just smelling them now makes her stomach growl with hunger!
Yang Xiaozhao was held upright by her mother. She still didn't know what her father was doing. Her little butt was sitting on her mother's forearm, swaying, but she was still looking at it with concentration.
"Get out quickly, the oil smoke here is too heavy, don't let it get to Xiao Zhaozhao."
Yang Qian did not let them stay in the kitchen. Before Yang Xiaozhao could figure out the reason, he and his mother were kicked out by his father.
However, she and her mother didn't have to wait too long in the living room. Yang Qian quickly brought out the baked scallion pancakes, and then brought out two bowls of millet porridge on small trays from the kitchen.
"You eat first if you're hungry, you don't have to wait for mom."
Yang Qian smiled.
The reason there are two bowls is because there is another bowl in the pot, and Yang Qian is afraid that it will cool down later. His mother, Hong Xiaoxia, went out to buy vegetables early in the morning and has not come back yet.
They did not have the habit of waiting for their elders to come back before eating together. In the past, in Hecheng, Yang Huaping went fishing on weekends and often came back late. Yang Qian and his sister would finish their meal with their mother, leaving only his father to eat and wash dishes...
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"Who asked him to come back late? You go fishing for such a leisurely time, and you won't see him playing with you on weekends. Don't wait for him!"
Hong Xiaoxia also said this to her children angrily.
Of course, Yang Huaping didn't become an air force every time he went fishing. Occasionally, when a good harvest came back, he would proudly carry a big-headed fish and ask Hong Xiaoxia to cook milky-white fish head soup for the children.
Going a step further, although Yang Qian felt hungry and had breakfast in advance, it would not be a problem for you to wait for me and I would wait for you, but Dai Yuni still wanted to wait for her mother-in-law. After all, her mother-in-law went to buy groceries in the rain for them.
It would be outrageous to eat it by yourself without waiting for her to come back!
"You bring back the porridge and the cakes. I'll just eat a piece and put it on the table!"
Dai Yuni disagreed, but her stomach was growling with hunger, and looking at the golden green scallion pancakes and smelling the hot scallion aroma, she couldn't help it.
Just eat a small piece...
Anyway, the big piece of wood is used to bake such a large plate, so you shouldn’t be able to tell when eating one piece.
Dai Yuni started directly, pinched the top piece of green onion pancake that was still a little hot, and smiled sheepishly with Yang Qian.
I feel like a greedy little girl!
"You can eat as much as you want, why should you only eat one piece?"
Yang Qian said funnyly.
He didn't take the millet porridge back, but just took a lid to cover them. Even though it rained, the weather in the Magic City in mid-July was still relatively sultry, so there was no need to warm the millet porridge in the pot.
It won't be cold anymore.
Dai Yuni hugged Xiao Zhaozhao with one hand and held the green onion pancake with the other hand, and ate it happily.
“It smells so good!”
Look at her eating so contentedly, as if what the rich lady is eating is some kind of delicacy from the mountains and seas, not a piece of green onion pancake that may cost less than two pieces of ingredients!
Yang Xiaozhao's children's shoes seemed to be bewitched by their mother's beaming expression!
The little guy looked up at her little bald head, which was still just a green stubble, and looked curiously at her mother's seemingly ladylike, but actually very wild action of eating green onion pancakes.
"suck......"
After eating, there was still a small piece of chopped green onion on her oily fingertips. Dai Yuni was reluctant to wipe it on a paper towel and licked it with her mouth.
Is it so delicious?
Yang Xiaozhao's slightly frowning brow seemed to be expressing such a question.
Her little mouth, which had only drank her mother's milk, actually smacked her lips, and her little cheeks moved, as if she was chewing something, which made her father, who had been observing her, laugh a little.
"It's over, ours is also a foodie! I still don't understand it now, so I'm just watching here intently. If I understand it later, I'll probably have to fight you!"
Yang Qian smiled.
"Then make two more copies when the time comes. If she robs me, I will rob hers!"
Dai Yuni hummed proudly.
"Little Zhaozhao, come over to dad's place. We don't want to watch mom eat."
Yang Qian smiled and hugged his daughter.
While they were talking and laughing, the door was opened, and Hong Xiaoxia, carrying vegetables and wearing a raincoat, stood at the door wet.
"Mom! Why are you going out when it rains so heavily? Just eat whatever is in the refrigerator?"
Dai Yuni's buttocks jumped up as if they were loaded with bullets.
"What are you afraid of when it rains? You don't even know how fresh the crabs are today. I bought five kilograms of them! Ask your father if he is free to come over for lunch."
Hong Xiaoxia handed her part of the dish.
Several bags containing fish and crabs were not given to her, and water with a fishy smell dripped from the outside of the bags. Hong Xiaoxia was afraid that Dai Yuni had not controlled it well and the dripping would make the house stink.
"Wow, there are crabs to eat, thank you mom! You have worked so hard!"
Dai Yuni carried a few bags of vegetables and rushed to the kitchen. She was so happy that she ignored the message from her mother-in-law that she wanted to call Comrade Lao Dai.