"Brother, that's not right. Don't pull the skin behind the hand holding the stuffing. You need to pull the skin of the hand pinching the pleats, and then push the stuffing down. This way you can
Wrap it up."
Xiao Fubao stood on the chair, pointed at his hand, and immediately told him his mistake.
The expression is serious and cute.
Not only does it make people not feel annoyed, but they also subconsciously want to listen to her.
Sang Mizhou squeezed it again according to the method she said, and it was indeed done.
Although it doesn't look very good, at least it's in shape.
If you do more, you will definitely get better and better.
Sang Mizhou placed the bun on the edge of the steamer.
Because the skin of this bun is full of filling marks, there is definitely no way to sell it. Just mark it and treat it as tomorrow's breakfast.
Sang Mizhou became more and more skilled at making the next few buns, and the newly kneaded dough was finished in one go.
He simply kneaded all the dough at once, covered it with plastic wrap and set it aside.
Take advantage of this time to make red bean paste according to the method written on the ingredient list.
Like his little tail, little Fubao followed him from the living room to the kitchen, and then from the kitchen to the living room. Sang Mizhou felt a little funny watching it.
"What have you been following me for? Are you bored?"
Xiao Fubao nodded and then shook his head.
"It's not boring, Fu Bao also wants to help brother do it together."
Xiao Zaizai wanted to take the initiative to help, so how could he refuse?
Sang Mizhou thought for a while, and it seemed that there was really nothing she could do to help. After all, the pot was so dangerous that she would definitely not be allowed to touch it.
"Then you go sit outside and wait for the dough to wake up and make the buns. All the dough will be left to you to make. There are still dozens of buns to make, which is enough for you to keep busy."
"Okay~"
Little Fubao obediently returned to his seat and sat down.
Sang Mizhou closed the kitchen door, put on his apron and prepared to make red bean paste.
[Sang Mizhou, wearing an apron, looks like a good housewife and a good man, which really surprised me. 】
[I have to say, men who can cook are so handsome! Immediately maximize their favorability!]
[I have to say here that Sang Mizhou's learning ability is too strong! Didn't it be said on the Internet that he started acting at the age of 17? There was no news later that he took the college entrance examination, and he continued to act.
, this kind of learning ability, wouldn’t you have stopped reading at the age of 17?】
Sang Mizhou lowered his head and glanced at the ingredient list, then put the ingredient list aside and started to work.
He first poured the freshly soaked red beans into clean water and put them into the rice cooker, then added a little more water than usual for cooking rice, and then steamed them like steamed rice.
During this period, he also took the opportunity to blow dry his hair and looked at the time. It was already past 8 pm.
Little Fubao casually told him: "It's past 8 o'clock, I'll go to bed by myself at 9:30, do you hear me?"
"I heard it!" Xiao Fubao held the cup of soy milk and sipped it in small sips, swaying his little feet casually.
Sang Mizhou took the wall breaker in on the way, washed it, and put it aside for later use.
Wait until the red beans in the pot are cooked.
Sang Mizhou picked up one at random, squeezed it gently, and the red beans broke into pieces. He scooped them all out and put them into a crusher to grind the red beans into puree.
Then scoop it out and put it into the pot, add sugar and stir-fry slowly over low heat to prevent the pot from sticking.
Keep turning and frying for nearly 30 minutes until it sticks to the spatula and cannot fall off.