After settling the child in, Zhang Tong went into the kitchen to boil water. Once the water was boiling, she put the two kinds of shrimp into the pot, cooked them, and then took them out.
She doesn't need to peel the shrimp to dry them. She first spreads the shrimp out on a dry bamboo sieve and then puts them on a wooden rack to dry.
Then bring out the mantis shrimp and prepare to peel them. Whether you dry them into jerky or stir-fry them with chili, you have to remove the shells.
Worried that her child wouldn't be able to handle spicy food, she first peeled two mantis shrimp, dipped them in a little homemade chili sauce, and took them inside.
"Shishi, try this. Auntie put some chili in it. If you don't like it, Auntie won't put chili in your cooking."
Smelling the aroma, the little foodie followed the scent and opened his mouth, taking a big bite that almost bit Zhang Tong's finger.
A novel, stimulating sensation came from the tip of my tongue; it was a little hot, a little burning, as if fire wanted to burn down my throat.
She opened her mouth, wanting to spit it out but reluctant to. As she chewed, she found the fire in her mouth quite amusing, and she liked this novel feeling.
He quickly chewed up a piece of mantis shrimp meat and swallowed it, his eyes shining as he waited to be fed.
"Egg, delicious, I want more."
Seeing that she could eat spicy food, Zhang Tong was relieved and put the remaining piece without chili into her mouth.
"Auntie will go peel the shells first, we'll eat them tonight. Be good, play by yourself."
"Even corpses need to be peeled." She just peeled the shrimp, and she can now.
So the old man and the young man sat down on the small stools under the tree.
The mantis shrimp shells are hard, so Zhang Tong patiently taught Zhou Shi how to peel them without scratching her hands.
First, use scissors to cut open the sides of the mantis shrimp, then tear off a corner of the tail, peel off the tail shell, hold the meat with one hand, and lift the shell upwards with the other hand.
Soon, a whole mantis shrimp meat was produced.
It has to be said that Shishi is a real workaholic; she learned it after just one instruction.
Next, Zhang Tong cut the shells and shredded the meat. As she did so, a lot of the meat ended up in her mouth.
Even because his hands couldn't keep up with his mouth, his two little eyebrows were all twisted into caterpillars.
Zhang Tong was amused by the way the little boy was so eager to eat.
"Shishi, if you eat your fill now, you won't be able to have dumplings tonight."
One of the guys, who was enjoying his meal, stopped and began to argue earnestly.
"The corpse has a very big belly; it can hold a lot."
She gestured with her hand in front of her lower abdomen.
Zhang Tong shook his head, "It's not long before dinner. If you eat your fill now, you'll just have to watch your Uncle Xiao and me eat the dumplings tonight."
"Let me tell you, dumplings with a corner are fresher and tastier than dumplings with an egg at noon."
"Don't cry when your stomach is too full to eat anymore."
After those words were spoken, the remaining mantis shrimp meat was safe.
Dandan said that these pieces of meat are her snacks, whether she eats them now or later, they are all hers.
If she doesn't have room to eat dumplings, then she's missing out.
She's the future zombie queen, and we absolutely cannot let her suffer.
Calm yourself down and get back to work.
All the mantis shrimp were peeled off, yielding two large plates of meat. One plate was set aside to be stir-fried that evening, while the other was spread out on a sieve to dry in the sun.
Apart from adding a few cloves of garlic to repel flies, no other seasonings were added, so the dried fruit retains its original flavor.
After processing the shrimp and mantis shrimp, Zhang Tong poured two bowls of cooled boiled water, one for Zhou Shi and the other for himself.
Then I washed an apple for Zhou Shi.
Having already eaten canned fruit, cucumbers, and tomatoes, this person took a big bite and stuffed it into their entire mouth.
The apples that Liu Xiaolan brought were big, red, and had a rich, tempting aroma.
Zhang Tong smiled and said, "Shishi, go back to your room or sit under the tree to cool off. Your aunt needs to knead the dough and let it rise before we can make dumplings."
After thinking about it, I decided to take her under my wing and teach her.
"Why don't you come watch me knead the dough? I'll teach you how to make dumplings later. Do you want to learn?"
Shishi nodded immediately, "Yes, Shishi wants to learn."
Once she learns how, she can make lots and lots of dumplings and store them in her treasure trove, eating them whenever she wants, hehehe.
Comrade Zhang Tong was unaware of what he had done today. Soon after, he dug a big hole for her, excitedly took out the thermos, and then used a basin to scoop out flour.
"Shishi, look, pile the flour together like this, dig a small hole in the middle, and pour the water in little by little."
"Pour a little water in, cover it with flour, then pour a little more in, cover it with flour again, and keep adding water and kneading the dough."
"Don't add too much water. Look, the dry flour is wet now. Then you don't need to add any more water. Mix it well with both hands and knead it vigorously. Do you understand?"
She certainly didn't expect the little girl to learn it after just one viewing.
Let alone a little girl, even a shrewd person wouldn't expect to learn how to knead dough just by watching.
Some people can understand it in their minds, but they fail miserably when they try to do it.
She just wanted to leave the little girl with this memory so that she could learn it herself next time she kneaded dough.
Unexpectedly, someone nodded seriously while munching on an apple, "Shishi has learned it."
He moved his hand, looking like he wanted to try it out.
Zhang Tong chuckled.
"Okay, okay, our Shishi is so smart, she'll definitely be able to learn it."
"Don't knead it this time, it's sticky. Wait until you finish eating the apple, then you can start kneading the dumplings later."
While the dough was resting, Zhang Tong took the little girl who had finished eating the apple to the backyard to cut chives, making sure she didn't miss her class.
"Shishi, this is chives. Watch how your aunt cuts them. We'll wash them, chop them into sections, and wrap them in dumpling wrappers with the 'jiaojiao' (a type of dumpling). It'll be delicious."
"Slice the corpse, slice the corpse!" Corpse suddenly grabbed the knife.
Afraid of hurting her, Zhang Tong handed it over.
"Hold the knife handle carefully, and don't touch the sharp parts. Oh, right."
"Be gentle, or you'll cut your foot. Yes, Shishi is great, just cut off this last bit too."
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