Fried bun is a famous snack in Luyu, once popular all over the country, later generations of Chinese people, many people choose breakfast, in addition to soybean milk, fritters, rice porridge, fried bun is also indispensable.
Among them, in the Henan area, the fried buns with the Hu spicy soup in Xiaoyao Town, Henan Province are also a must, and many people will praise them after eating them.
Of course, with the exception of some breakfast shops and street food stalls, the more formal hotels and restaurants will not have special snacks to serve.
The Li family's Zhiweixuan is the same, but this can't stop the heart of a qualified foodie, the method of fried buns is simple, easy to learn and easy to do, as long as you master the tricks and secret recipes, Li Fengman is quite handy to make.
Even old chefs like Li Ye and Li Dad greatly appreciate Li Fengman's skills in making fried buns, and as long as he is at home, he will be responsible for breakfast.
So when it comes to making fried buns, Li Fengman is handy.
For example, now, he skillfully kneaded the dough with one hand, and the filling with the other, and his hands flew together, and the oval buns took shape in his hands at great speed.
Like a light phantom, fast, but extremely regular, the shape and size of each small bun are the same, very ornamental.
It should be explained here that the shape of the fried bun varies from place to place, some are just a normal bun placed at the bottom of the pot, some are like dumplings to pinch at will, and some look like small round steamed buns, and the filling is hidden in them.
In short, all kinds, whatever you like.
Li Fengman's favorite is the one he is doing now, the appearance is oval, flat, like a miniature version of the pie, neatly placed in the pot pasted, the flat appearance of the pie can make it have more contact with the bottom pot, and the color of the fried bun is better, the burnt bottom is more, and it is crispy and fragrant in one bite, and the tip of the tongue is exploded.
Because there is no frying pan, Li Fengman can only put a few wrapped buns at the bottom of the round pot at a time, about a dozen at a time.
After the bottom of the pot is greased, the buns are attached to the bottom of the pot next to each other, and then the fire is fierce, after the oil temperature rises and the smoke in the pot rises, slowly pour the water starch prepared in advance into the pot, and the water surface temperature exceeds one-third of the height of the buns, cover the pot and simmer for steaming.
The water starch boils and tumbles in the pot, and after the steamed buns are steamed by violent water steam, the water evaporates, and the residual starch will form a layer of golden potstickers at the bottom of the pot, connecting all the buns in the pot into one piece.
Genfu helped to light the fire on the stove, listening to the sound of frying in the pot, smelling the aroma diffusing through the lid of the pot throughout the stove, the Adam's apple drummed up and down, and the two eyes stared at the pot without blinking, if it weren't for Li Fengman's repeated reminders, this stupid big man might have forgotten to fill the stove with dry firewood.
"What smells so good?"
"Wow, it really smells so good!
Is it really Daddy cooking in it, and when did Daddy's cooking skills become so good?
” "Daddy!
Daddy!
I'm going to eat, I'm going to eat!
” “……” The three snacks seemed to be pinching, and when the first pot of fried buns prepared by Li Fengman was just about to come out of the pot, Li Siyu, Li Siqi and Xiaodoudou all ran over after getting up and smelling the smell.
I heard their drooling voices from afar, especially Xiao Doudou, who didn't say a word, and directly sprinkled coquettish to Li Fengman.
"Okay, good, it's all there!"
Li Fengman retreated again, the smile on his face was wrinkled like a flower, a spatula went down, and more than a dozen fried buns at the bottom of the pot that had been fried to a brown were bottomed by him like a conjoined baby.
Fifteen buns, just a whole plate, head down, bottom up, golden flat bottom people can't help but want to bite a few bites at a glance.
Li Fengman took out a few small bowls, the three girls each divided five, the little girls cheered, said thank you daddy, and then all ran out with small bowls.
Looking at the direction, it seems that they are offering treasure to their eldest sister.
"Fried buns must be hot to taste, but be careful of scalding, remember to blow before eating!"
Li Fengman explained loudly in the back, and when he heard the three girls' replies, he regained his mind and continued to make the second pot.
Genfu next to him, looking at the empty plate and the bottom of the pot, his heart was also empty, he was embarrassed to grab food with the three little ladies, but the thing called fried buns made by the young master looked really delicious, and I really wanted to taste it.
"Don't be stunned, continue to add fuel to the fire!"
Li Fengman urged Genfu softly, and said, "Don't worry, there are still a lot left, today's fried buns, this master is full!"
” Gen Fu's listless face trembled for a while, his two eyes were like light bulbs, and he stared at Li Fengman excitedly and said, "Really, young master?!"
” "That's natural, Master Ben counts when he speaks!
The next pot will be eaten for you, which is your reward for helping to add firewood here!
” The three words "Master Ben" are very touching to say, and Li Fengman already has a tendency to develop it into his mantra.
However, he soon began to regret the promise he had made to Genfu.
The big guy has a big appetite, and he understands it very well that he can eat a little, after all, he is more than two meters tall, and the weight of more than two hundred catties is standing there, and it is normal to eat more.
But he never thought that Genfu, a stupid boy, would be so able to eat. ate ten pots of fried buns in one go, but he wasn't even half full, if it wasn't for the old rich man coming to take him away, the remaining half of the pot of noodles probably would have to go into his stomach.
"Forgive me, master, Genfu's stomach is a bottomless pit when he is small, and he never seems to know that he is hungry when he eats."
Old Fuguier was a little embarrassed to explain to Li Fengman: "In the past, the old slave would give him a limit for every meal, and he would not let him eat again after eating, otherwise he would be able to eat all of them if it was a golden mountain." ” "Oh?"
Li Fengman was stunned: "So, Genfu, this kid has never really eaten enough?"
” Old Fugui'er nodded and said: "Since he ate the whole pot of rice alone when he was ten years old, the old slave didn't dare to let him eat it openly, first, because he couldn't afford it, and secondly, he was afraid that he would eat it badly. ” "But fortunately, this child is quite obedient, even if he can only eat three points full at every meal, he has not delayed his body, he has grown so big at the age of nineteen, and he also has a lot of strength, and he takes care of the family and the nursing home on weekdays, which is enough."
In an instant, Li Fengman thought of the story of Maxima that had been circulated for a long time.
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Obviously a treasure horse that travels thousands of miles a day, but he eats inferior forage that feeds ordinary mules and horses, and does the ordinary work of ordinary mules and horses daily pulling and grinding, which does not reflect the characteristics and skills that a thousand miles horse should have.
And this root blessing may be a thousand-mile horse that has not yet been discovered.
At least, he's good at eating, isn't he?