Early the next morning, Xiaoxi yawned slightly and opened the door of the hotel. The landlady was already here. She glanced at the clock and said happily: "Isn't it rare to see you come so late and haven't slept well?"
Xiaoxi smiled bitterly. She didn't sleep well, she didn't fall asleep at all! She didn't know how she could be in such good spirits looking at the lukewarm little kitten. It kept spinning and jumping around the house in the middle of the night. She closed her eyes
You can hear the movement outside the room with your eyes.
But when she got dressed and prepared to go out to train the cats, the three cats were lying quietly in the makeshift nest, looking at her innocently with their big eyes open.
After repeating this for several times, Xiaoxi also got angry and scolded them: "Are you still sleeping? If you don't sleep, I will let you go out -"
After such a threat, the two finally calmed down, but it was already early in the morning. The time balance between her getting up to open the store and making preparations was seriously insufficient.
She slumped her shoulders and waved her hands in annoyance: "Forget it, I invited three ancestors to come to the house..." Before she could finish her words, she froze. Oh no! She didn't even go through the process of bringing the cat home.
The boss lady agrees!
Sure enough, the landlady had a puzzled look on her face and asked, "What ancestor?"
"I...I..." Xiaoxi bit her lip and answered hesitantly, "I brought three stray cats back. Madam, they are the little stray cats I have been feeding. I promise not to let them damage the furniture at home.
!" She explained eagerly.
"Puch," the proprietress looked at her impatient look, smiled broadly, and said jokingly, "is it Xiao Ju or Xiao Hei?"
Now, it was Xiaoxi's turn to be confused. How come the boss lady knew about these two guys?
"Those two are overlords. Not to mention the community where you live, even our community is almost completely overrun by them. They are like male and female evil spirits. They beat other cats when they catch them..." the proprietress described vividly. The more she spoke,
The more I noticed something was wrong with Xiaoxi's face.
"What's wrong?" she stopped and asked.
Xiaoxi waved his fist and cursed through gritted teeth: "These two liars! No! Three liars!"
The proprietress was startled by her sudden anger. Then she thought about it and realized that she had probably been poisoned by the two cat spirits. She didn't dare to laugh in front of her anymore, so she turned her back and covered her mouth and laughed foolishly.
…
The low pressure in the creek continued until the cooking time. The proprietress raised her ears, listening to the louder and louder banging sounds inside, and she squeaked twice.
She couldn't tell, but she was quite angry. She fiddled with her phone and accidentally slipped her finger to the photo album. The last picture was a missing person notice. The portrait on it was clearly Xiao Xi's face.
The landlady's hand paused, then rowed away again as if unintentionally, and she sighed quietly. Just because she didn't ask, it didn't mean she didn't know the origin of the stream. But such an outstanding child came to this remote town incognito.
, Duan Duan can’t just be a cook for her family’s old restaurant, right? There must be some secrets that she can’t touch.
Since Xiaoxi didn't say anything, she would naturally not break through this layer of window paper. Besides, it seems that this girl is also a kind-hearted and independent-minded person, and she is not afraid of her seeking wealth or death.
Xiao Xi in the kitchen, of course, didn't know that her background was about to be exposed. She thought the dough in her hands was the two little "scammers" who committed crimes in the family, and kneaded it vigorously.
After a while, she suddenly stopped moving, glanced confusedly at the dough that was already so shiny that it felt like it was covered in a layer of batter, and smiled helplessly. How could she still be competing with two guys who couldn't speak?
It’s quite funny when you think about it yourself.
Wait until the dough has doubled in size, and when honeycomb-like pores appear at the bottom, continue to knead and deflate, then roll it into a long strip, and divide it into four equal portions of dough. After the dough has relaxed, flatten it with your hands, and then pinch it with your palms.
Make a fist, press the middle, and expand outward while pressing to form a dimple, then press the edges with your fingers. Then use a bag needle to insert a circular spiral pattern.
This is the most famous naan cake in Xinjiang Province. Xiaoxi is a bit unfamiliar. In the previous life, this was the most important type of food in the Tang Dynasty, but at that time, it had another name - Hu cake.
The small naan cakes are brushed with milk and egg liquid, sprinkled with a thick layer of white sesame seeds, and then baked in a naan baking box. Under the high temperature baking, the edges of the nang bin gradually become plump and smooth.
"Whoosh-" The steaming naan bread came out of the oven, carrying the fragrance of grains and fireworks. It was browned on the outside but still soft on the inside.
Gently break it apart with your hands, and it will make a crisp sound, causing the sesame seeds to fly.
"Oh, I'm in a good mood again today." The landlady sniffed the aroma coming out of the kitchen and smiled. There are two things that people in Xinjiang Province cannot but eat. One is mutton, and the other... is this naan cake.
The naan cakes made by Xiaoxi are really delicious just from the smell.
As soon as the time came, more guests came to the restaurant one after another. The school not far away also let out at noon, and the students who were tired of eating in the cafeteria entered the restaurant in twos and threes.
As soon as I approached the door, I took a deep breath and my eyes brightened a lot: "Ah - it's naan cakes!" Without anyone's guidance, I paid the money in a hurry and went straight to the place where the naan cakes were placed.
When the cloth is lifted, the fat and white pancakes are piled up one after another, and they are still steaming, making people unable to help but stretch out their hands.
Students have their own way of eating naan bread. They have to cut it into two parts in the middle. The light and fluffy dough is divided into two pieces after being pulled and entangled. The hazy hot air comes out, and the students are confused all of a sudden.
glasses.
They didn't care at all, they laughed twice, opened their mouths, and bit off the softest part in the middle. The sesame seeds were like white snow, and they fell with the bite of their lips and teeth. The dough was a cross between steamed buns and bread.
Between them, the softness is a bit firmer than cotton, and a bit softer than sponge cake.
Take another bite at the edge, and it's a different experience. The crispy and yellow naan edge dances in your mouth like a carp as soon as you enter it. When the tip of your tongue rolls with saliva, it melts into milk and honey in minutes.
, refreshing into the heart.
This surging and rich taste, like mountains and mountains, shocked the students for a moment. They stood there blankly, except for the same chewing movements and intoxicated expressions, everything around them seemed to have nothing to do with them...
"You brats! Do you want to eat anymore?!" The landlady knocked on the cashier counter with the rolling pin in her hand, staring at several people accurately under her glasses, and yelled.
"I want it!" The students suddenly realized and came to their senses. They swarmed up and picked up the plates and lined up. But they still looked at the high stack of naan pancakes reluctantly...
The landlady pushed up her glasses angrily: "I can't run away anymore, and I'm still staring helplessly..."
Your disabled and strong-willed little author’s status today: I woke up early in the morning, opened my mouth, and felt happy. Because when I really reached that point, I couldn’t even shout out Baojuan... It’s so shameful. I should have bought one in advance.
Press the button when you want to drink water. The source of infection at home has turned negative, but I still have two clear lines. I remind my readers, everyone must take precautions! This
Viruses are really not comparable to colds...
Okay, your crazy little author is out of energy again, so he’s going to take a rest~~~