In a corner of the street, a man and a woman were busy with the work at hand.
In front of them, there were two simple stoves with two pots on top.
There is a pot of water in a pot.
The water has boiled and is bubbling happily.
There was a pot of soup in another pot, with meat cut into squares and mixed in the hot soup.
The strong aroma of the meat spread, attracting people on the roadside to stop.
The nth collaboration between Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng is still perfect.
Lu Yuanfeng did the heavy work, kneading the dough, carrying water, and lighting the fire, while Shuangshuang cut the meat that Lu Yuanfeng brought over into squares and put them into the soup stock with star anise and cinnamon.
She left in a hurry last night and did not tell Lu Yuanfeng to add various auxiliary ingredients to the meat, so she had to add the ingredients again today and simmer the meat in the pot to taste it.
Later, when the people eating came, she temporarily Chop the meat and put the meat into the steamed buns.
There are some differences between Roujiamo buns and steamed buns.
The steamed buns do not need to be completely fermented like steamed buns.
They only need half-risen dough, but the process is also more cumbersome.
Shuangshuang first soaked the old noodles in a bowl filled with water to serve as yeast water.
In ancient times, there was no yeast powder, but there were substitutes.
After making the steamed buns at home, I always keep a small piece of old noodles.
Just throw in a small piece of old noodles when I make the dough next time.
"Lu Yuanfeng, you must watch the process of kneading the dough.
It is slightly different from kneading the steamed bun noodles."
Shuangshuang said while demonstrating.
She added the old dough water to the flour, scratched the flour with chopsticks, and watched the flour in the basin turn into snowflakes before she started kneading the dough.
The flour became smooth little by little in her hands, and both of them found a piece of cloth to wrap it up.
In such a hot weather, I'm afraid it only takes an hour to make the dough.
Lu Yuanfeng kneaded the remaining dough according to Shuangshuang's steps.
While waiting for the dough to rise, Lu Yuanfeng was playing with Sable beside him.
Little Sable seems to have a good relationship with Lu Yuanfeng, and she cackles when she sees him.
Now they both know that when the sable is angry or scared, it makes a "hissing" sound, and when it is happy, just like now, it makes a "clucking" sound.
When he was almost awake, Lu Yuanfeng put the sable into the tree stump, carried it on his back, and checked it several times.
Nowadays, Sable's worth is extraordinary, so you can't be careless at any time.
Lu Yuanfeng washed his hands and saw a bundle of wild vegetables among the things Shuang Shuang brought over, so he asked Shuang Shuang.
"Shuangshuang, do you need to put some water on those wild vegetables you brought?
They are almost wilting."
The weather is indeed the sultry heat unique to summer.
Even if there are big trees blocking the sun, the sultry heat is still there, and it is normal for the vegetables to wilt.
"You can pour some water on it, and I'll take it to the market to sell to others later."
That bundle of wild vegetables can be sold for a few cents.
"How about you boil the wild vegetables into soup?
If you pay a penny a bowl of soup, many people will drink it."
Lu Yuanfeng thought that the weather was also hot, and Shuangshuang said that the Laoshizi Roujiamo should be a bit dry.
If it is paired with soup, it can be relieved.
"Then you look here, I'll borrow a stove and make soup."
"Then I'll add more firewood."
Mu Shuangshuang walked towards Aunt Wang's house.
After a while, Aunt Wang took the lead and borrowed a stove and a pot from Shuangshuang.
The soup can be made simply, a vegetable soup, just cut some minced meat into it.
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Lu Yuanfeng stood aside and watched as Shuangshuang cut the wild vegetables, took out a piece of semi-lean meat, chopped it into pieces, and put it aside.
Then she started to cut the ginger, garlic and onions.
They look particularly good when cut out, and the length and thickness are basically the same.
Three spoons of clear oil.
After the oil is spicy, the cut meat and ginger and garlic are put into the pot together.
The pot instantly makes a crackling sound and smells great.
In the oil pan, the seasonings and minced meat seemed to be dancing, making cheerful sounds.
Mu Shuangshuang began to stir-fry.
After the minced meat was filled with the aroma of ginger and garlic, she began to add water.
"Lu Yuanfeng, add some more fire to me.
This water needs to boil."
Lu Yuanfeng quickly stuffed the firewood.
He saw Shuangshuang starting to knead the flour.
The dough was like a small toy in her hand.
In a few strokes, it turned into a round thing.
It's bigger than a steamed bun, but flatter in appearance.
These round molds do not need to be steamed, but they are fried in a pot.
It does take some time to fry two hundred buns.
She was actually really tired, but compared to those who were moving goods at the dock, Mu Shuangshuang felt that she and Lu Yuanfeng were really relaxed now.
The workers worked all day long, earning a dozen or twenty dollars, and their shoulders were bleeding from the grinding, and they didn't necessarily get a break.
Both of them poured oil into the hot pot, put the buns in one by one and started to simmer.
Lu Yuanfeng cooperated with him and began to turn a small fire.
After simmering for about two minutes, they both turned over and the bottom layer of steamed buns had turned yellow.
She said happily to Lu Yuanfeng.
"Half the battle is done, the rest depends on the other side."
After the first pot of steamed buns was fried, Aunt Wang came out to help again.
She took two Shao Kei from home and gave them to Mu Shuangshuang to pack steamed buns.
Obviously, two Shao Kei was not enough, so Shuang Shuang gave her a few more pennies and asked her to borrow a few more.
Anyway, it was cheaper for her to rent things here than in a restaurant.
It was the first time Lu Yuanfeng saw this method of making steamed buns, and he was a little stunned for a while.
In the dumpling basket, golden steamed buns lay there, exuding the unique fragrance of steamed buns.
Lu Yuanfeng, who had not eaten breakfast, immediately started to growl in his stomach.
Without saying anything, they picked up a steamed bun and split it with a kitchen knife.
Then they picked up a piece of meat from the pot and chopped it into pieces with a knife.
She also cut some green peppers in.
After mincing the stuffing, she added a few spoons of chili oil, sandwiched a piece of oil paper between two pieces of steamed bun, packed the steamed bun and handed it to Lu Yuanfeng.
"Eat, come out for breakfast next time.
You will be hungry for a whole day after such a long journey.
You are really stupid."
After receiving the meat buns handed over by both of them, Lu Yuanfeng hurriedly lowered his head.
At this moment, he found that his chest was beating loudly, as if he was about to jump out.
The bun in his hand was a little hot, but he couldn't bear to let go.
I can't bear to let go of the warmth in my hand.
Just be stupid, if you can stay like this for the rest of your life, that's fine.
If for a lifetime Lu Yuanfeng took a bite of the Roujiamo in his hand.
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His mouth was filled with the aroma of meat, the aroma of steamed bun, a hint of green pepper, and a fragrant spicy taste.
"Oh, it's really delicious," Lu Yuanfeng said vaguely while chewing the steamed bun in his mouth.
"Is it delicious?
Then leave one for each of Xiaozhi Yuanbao and Xiaohan.
You can eat another one.
It's definitely not enough for a man to eat such a small steamed bun."
While talking, Shuangshuang made Lu Yuanfeng a second steamed bun.
She was skillful in her movements, whether cutting the steamed bun or chopping the meat.
Lu Yuanfeng squinted his eyes and watched the girl in front of him carefully making her own breakfast, and his heart suddenly felt a little itchy.
"Shuangshuang, your hair is falling out."
In front of her forehead, the girl rubbed her hair and it fell on her cheek, covering her fair face.
"Please help me do it, I can't free my hands
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