Chapter 97: Shredded Radish and Oil-dregs Vermicelli Buns
When she got home, Lin Xia put down what she was doing, rested for a while, and then went to look at the dough.
When she lifted the white cotton cloth covering the basin, she found that it had fermented very well. The temperature was not that high in the morning, and she was worried that it would not ferment.
Unexpectedly, the yeast at this time was quite useful. Lin Xia washed her hands with satisfaction and went to prepare the filling.
She was going to make vermicelli buns with shredded radish and oil residue. She had eaten them in a very small shop when she was in school. Later, when she went to the shop again, it was closed, but she could never forget the taste.
Cut the white radish into shreds and set aside. Put water in the pot to fry lard. The lard residue fried in water will not get mushy. Wait until the pork turns golden yellow, then take it out. After scooping out some of the lard, put the shredded radish in and stir-fry with the remaining oil in the pot.
The shredded radish does not need to be fried. After stir-frying for a few times, add the chopped oil residue and soaked vermicelli. After adding the seasoning, Lin Xia goes to prepare the dough.
After moving everything to the table in the living room, I prepared to start kneading the dough.
An An, who was playing nearby, was instantly attracted when he saw Lin Xia kneading the dough. He ran over with his short legs, and his little hands were eager to poke the dough.
"Go wash your hands quickly, and I'll let you play with them after you're clean." Lin Xia didn't feel annoyed. When she was a child, she was also curious when she saw her grandmother kneading dough.
Children are naturally curious about what adults do and will imitate them involuntarily. This is their nature.
"Mom, is this okay?" The little guy raised his hands, his palms dripping with water, and asked excitedly in his eyes.
"Did you use soap?" Lin Xia calculated the time and knew roughly how she washed.
"Deng Deng Deng"
When the little guy heard this, he looked at his hands, turned around and ran away.
After a while, she came over again with her hands obviously cleaner than before. Lin Xia pinched her hands and took a look. She saw that the nail crevices were clean and her hands were not slippery. She nodded with satisfaction.
"Come on, help me roll the dough into a round shape, roll it like this." Lin Xia grabbed a piece of dough and demonstrated to her how to roll it into a round shape.
Seeing that she had rubbed it quite well, although it was not quite round, Lin Xia praised: "Yes, that's it, great."
This compliment was so great that the chubby little hands rubbed even harder.
Even with the help of the little one, Lin Xia's speed was not slow. The total dough was divided into two parts, one part was used to make dumplings and the other was made into steamed buns.
The dough for steamed buns has been cut, and the ugly corners are just right for making dumplings.
The family hadn’t bought a rolling pin yet, so Lin Xia took the non-round dough made by the little guy, processed it again, rolled it into a ball, flattened it, and then wrapped it directly.
"Mom, look~" The little girl picked up a ball of freshly made dough and showed it to Lin Xia. This was the roundest one she had ever made.
"Wow, it's so round! An An is great!" Lin Xia gave a thumbs up and praised generously.
The little guy happily looked at the small ball left and right, and couldn't help admiring his masterpiece.
"There are not enough small balls!" Lin Xia reminded the little guy after he had admired them enough.
Looking at the steamer full of buns, Lin Xia felt a sense of accomplishment! She is indeed a great person!
Pour water into the pot, put the steamer on it, and let the dough rise for ten minutes before steaming it.
Lin Xia was not in a hurry either, because buns were the staple food for her and the little one at noon anyway.
After resting for a while, Lin Xia started to steam the buns while stoking the fire and lighting the stove, which would be needed in the afternoon.
Wait until the stove is lit, put the kettle on it and boil it for a while. When the charcoal at the bottom is burned, you can close the vent below. This will ensure that the charcoal will not burn out all at once.
"An An~ It's time to eat buns!"
Lin Xia shouted outside the kitchen door that the buns were steamed and she was ready to open the lid.
"Mom~" The little guy came over when he heard the voice, kicking quickly with his short legs.
Picking up a bun, Lin Xia blew on it, then broke it in half and gave each of them half to taste.
As soon as the buns are put into the mouth, the strong wheat aroma, the sweetness of shredded radish and the lard residue are mixed together. The taste is really unique, and the vermicelli inside enriches the taste. "Is it delicious?"
"Aoaoci~" The little guy's mouth was so full that he couldn't speak clearly, and his already chubby face became even more bulging.
Lin Xia took out a plate, put a few buns on it and went out.
"Mrs. Yang."
Yang Hongmei, who had just finished cooking, heard the call and went out.
"Xiao Xia, what's wrong?"
"It's okay, sister-in-law. I made some buns and I'll give them to you to try." Lin Xia handed her the plate and prepared to leave.
"Hey, you...you are so embarrassed. Neighbors are supposed to help each other." Yang Hongmei was surprised and embarrassed when she saw that they were some big white buns.
She knew in her heart that she was thanking her for what happened yesterday, but this white flour was so precious that she was embarrassed to accept it since she didn't help much.
"It's okay, just return the plate to me later." Lin Xia handed the plate over and ran away, not giving Yang Hongmei a chance to refuse.
Looking at the plate in her hand, Yang Hongmei felt really embarrassed and was thinking about what to order to take back.
"Where did you get the buns, Mom?" The three children were sitting at the table, getting ready to eat, when they saw the big white buns in Yang Hongmei's hand and asked in surprise.
"Aunt Lin next door sent it." There were four big buns on a plate. Yang Hongmei thought that one was just right for each person. Her husband was not at home anyway, and he would not know after she had eaten it.
When Da Jun heard that it was sent by Aunt Lin next door, his eyes lit up and he carefully took the bun and took a bite. He tasted the filling inside, which was extremely delicious.
Several people were holding their buns and munching on them without even raising their heads. It was the first time they had eaten so quietly. In the past, they were always playing around. Even the youngest daughter, holding a bun that was almost as big as her face, was happily munching on it, and she didn't need anyone to coax her to eat.
When Yang Hongmei saw the different treatment of the children, she had no time to complain. She just thought the buns were delicious.
While eating the delicious buns, she suddenly became curious about how delicious Lin Xia’s cooking would be. Every time they ate at home, they would smell the fragrance coming from next door, and they would feel greedy and curious.
Da Jun finished the buns in a few bites, and looked at his younger brother and sister who were eating slowly, feeling envious.
When Xiaojun saw the look in his brother’s eyes, he turned away and didn’t look at him. He didn’t have enough to eat yet!
Da Jun set his eyes on the younger sister's again, thinking that she was too small to finish the whole thing.
"Don't look at your sister! She's hers!" Yang Hongmei stretched out her hand to block her eldest son's eyes and make him give up.
Seeing that there was no chance, Da Jun touched his stomach and asked, "Mom, when can our family make such delicious buns? I'm not full yet, I want to eat more!"
"Mom, I want to eat more too." Xiaojun held the last bite of the bun and was reluctant to finish it. After hearing what his brother said, he instantly became a supporter of one faction, which had just been the opposition.
"You guys are so bold! If you're not full, eat quickly!" Upon hearing this, Yang Hongmei interrupted his request directly.
Thinking about the white flour needed to feed them and the oil residue in the buns, my heart ached suddenly.
"Hmph!" Da Jun was unable to resist after hearing her say that. He lowered his head in anger and ate, but the food tasted extremely tasteless.
"Hmph!" Xiaojun imitated his brother and also snorted.
After Yang Hongmei finished her last bite of the bun, she thought to herself, why not make some buns? Although she couldn't make them with all white flour, she could add some coarse flour.
Seeing her two sons looking angry, Yang Hongmei maliciously thought of not telling them first and letting them be greedy!
Hahahaha or show you the buns! I found the pictures, I decided to eat buns tomorrow morning! ps: I found some information about yeast. The original text of the information "A Brief History of Yeast Development": China's yeast production began in 1922. Before 1949, only Shanghai Dahuali Sanitary Food Factory and Shanghai Xinya Enzyme Factory produced baker's yeast, with an annual output of only 12t (in terms of dry yeast). In the 1950s, China's yeast production had a great development, dozens of production plants were established, and an independent industrial system was formed. In the early 1980s, the number of yeast production plants had rapidly increased to more than 40. Guangdong Province ranks first in yeast production in the country. By 1988, two factories with an annual output of 2kt of fast-acting active dry yeast had been built.
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