Chapter 120 Rice Noodle Rolls
Wen Zhen nodded slightly: "Don't be fooled by its size, it's actually not very heavy. It's mainly because it's convenient for me to use. I only need to do it once, and I don't need to repeat it many times."
Lei Yingying nodded: "That's true."
"Miss Wen, the shrimps have all been peeled."
Wen Zhenyi cleaned the shrimps and drained them. After the water dried up, he put them in a basin and marinated them with pepper, salt, minced ginger and other seasonings.
"The shrimp meat needs to be marinated for quarter of an hour to let it absorb the flavor. During this time, we will start making rice rolls." As he said this, he walked to the stove.
Cheng Lesheng and the others were also quite curious, so they simply came to the kitchen to watch her cook.
Wen Zhenyi looked at them and asked, "Can you make a fire?"
Cheng Lesheng and the others shook their heads: "Why would you come here if you can't make a fire? It's an eyesore."
Meng Yongchun and his friends left the kitchen with embarrassment on their faces.
When the Wen Yongnan brothers came back, they were a little surprised to see so many people sitting at home, but they still greeted everyone politely.
Wen Yongman didn't like staying with these adults, so after saying hello, he ran to the kitchen to find Wen Zhenyi: "Sister, I'm back."
Wen Zhenyi looked at him and said, "Say hello to my two sisters."
When Wen Yongman saw that there were two other people besides Wen Zhenyi, he put away his playful smile and greeted them politely.
Meng Caidie smiled and said, "Your brother has grown up a lot since the last time we met."
"If you go to a private school and still don't grow up, all the money you paid will be wasted."
Wen Yongman wrinkled his nose: "Sister, let me help you light the fire."
"Okay." Wen Zhenyi had originally planned to ask his mother for help. Now that someone was helping him, it saved him the trouble.
Wen Zhenyi added well water to both pots. After the water boiled, he turned the heat to low so that the iron plate could float on top.
She scooped a spoonful of rice slurry into the iron plate. There was a thin layer of rice slurry on the bottom of the iron plate. She steamed it on the water surface. When small bubbles appeared on the surface, she took out the iron plate, let it cool for a while, and then she could easily peel it off.
Lei Yingying was stunned: "Is it all right now?"
"If it's vegetarian rice noodle rolls, it's indeed good. You can eat it with some dipping sauce."
“This is too fast.”
Wen Zhenyi placed the next rice roll on the workbench at the side, spread the marinated shrimp on it, sprinkled some chopped green onions, rolled the rice roll into a cylinder, and placed it in the steamer on the other side to steam for a while.
Meng Caidie tried to make rice rolls. She was a little afraid of getting scalded by the water, so she was a little hesitant when making it.
Wen Zhenyi watched from the side, and when there was danger, he would take action in time to prevent her from getting hurt.
Meng Caidie looked at the rice rolls she had made. Some parts were thick, and some parts were thin. Compared with Wen Zhenyi's, they were defective products. She couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.
Wen Zhenyi looked at her with a smile: "It's your first time, and it's pretty good to be able to do this. If you have more time to practice a few more times in the future, you will be able to do it as well as me."
"Really?" Meng Caidie's hope was rekindled when she heard her say that.
Lei Yingying's performance was similar to Meng Caidie's, but both of them were quite happy. This was the first time they were praised, although their hands were a little sore and they were a little tired.
Wen Zhenyi taught them how to prepare the sauce. After the rice rolls were steamed, they were cut into small pieces of appropriate size, poured with the sauce, and garnished with a few slices of blanched vegetables.
Lei Yingying looked at the rice noodle rolls in front of her, smiled, and wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve: "It's finally done."
Wen Zhenyi put the rice noodle rolls on the plate and said, "Okay, let's eat."
The maid placed the dish on a tray and brought it to the table in the hall.
Master Cheng and the others looked at the food on the plate: "Miss Wen, is this all we're eating today?"
"Yes, this is what I plan to sell tomorrow morning, and I just want you to help me taste it."
"Okay, let's try it."
Lei Yingying handed the food she made to her brother: "Brother, you eat what I made."
Lei Jiayang looked at the food on the plate in front of him and clearly felt that there was a difference in appearance. He then looked at the rice rolls of others, which looked much better. "Do you really need to eat this?"
Lei Yingying nodded seriously: "I must eat it."
He was thinking about how to find an excuse not to eat when he saw that the two brothers Meng Yongchun could not escape the clutches of his sister.
The three of them looked at each other, then looked at their sister's expectant eyes, and could only force an awkward smile and nod in agreement: "Okay."
Meng Caidie and Lei Yingying looked at the three of them with anticipation, their eyes filled with the look of children waiting for their teacher's praise.
Lei Jiayang had originally made up his mind to swallow it even if it tasted bad, but after eating it, he found that it seemed quite good, except for the ugly appearance: "It's quite delicious."
Lei Yingying looked at him in disbelief: "Brother, you didn't lie to me?"
"Why would I lie to you?"
Seeing Lei Jiayang say it was delicious, Meng Yongchun took a bite and said, "Hmm, it's really delicious."
Meng Caidie's face instantly blossomed with smiles, and she looked at Madam Meng with pride: "Mom, look at what I did."
Madam Meng looked at Meng Yongyuan and said, "Xiao Yuan, give me one to try."
Meng Yongyuan picked up a piece of rice noodle roll that he hadn't eaten yet and put it on her plate.
Mrs. Meng took a closer look and said, "It doesn't look very good in appearance." Then she took a bite and said, "It tastes good."
Meng Caidie's expression also changed from worry to joy.
Shen Hanxing ate what Wen Zhenyi made: "Did they really make it themselves?"
"The steps are, but I adjust the seasoning."
"No wonder."
Wen Zhenyi looked at him strangely: "Is there any problem?"
"They've tried making food before, but I heard from their brothers that the taste was hard to describe, and it kept them running to the toilet for several days."
"Is it really that exaggerated?"
"I don't know. Either there's no one to teach me, or I just don't have the talent."
Wen Zhenyi recalled carefully, neither of them was stupid, so they should not be without talent in cooking.
Although it was just a simple rice noodle roll, it made everyone very satisfied.
After dinner, the maid helped to clean up the dishes, and Mrs. Meng and the others left.
There is only one store called Shangxia Wenzhen.
Wen Zhenyi glanced at the sky and said, "Mom and Dad, why don't you go back to the village today and bring some saltpeter back for Grandma and the others. It will help them stay cool in this hot weather. Also, bring back some of the herbal tea and glutinous rice balls you made today."
"If I go back now, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it back in the evening."
Ma Yinghe was also worried about her being alone in the store: "If we all leave, you will be the only one left in this store."
"Mom, it's okay. I'll make rice noodle rolls tomorrow. They've already prepared the ingredients for me today. It's not that complicated."
"Even so, can you handle it all by yourself tomorrow?"
Wen Yongnan thought for a moment and said, "How about I ask for a day off from the private school tomorrow?"
Wen Zhenyi was the first to object: "No, I can do it myself here."
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