Chapter 062 Chapter 62 Snow Pig Fragrance Bun
An Qing smacked her lips. She didn't know whether the snow pork with the fragrant sprouts was really delicious, or whether she hadn't eaten delicious food in too long, so she actually had an endless aftertaste.
Resisting the urge to take another bite, she put down her chopsticks and asked everyone to come over and carefully wash all the utensils in the kitchen several times.
Then began the most important step.
An Qing recalled the approximate size of the dough pieces in the videos of making dumplings she had seen, and began to pinch out one dough piece after another.
At first, she didn't pinch too many, just eight, then sprinkled some dry flour on the chopping board and started tentatively with the rolling pin.
This time she had the rolling pin that she had asked the lab to make last time, so she didn't have to use a coffee can as a rolling pin anymore.
An Qing asked Tang Ming and others to come and watch. Although she might not be able to do it in practice, she had enough theoretical knowledge. She hoped that in addition to Tang Ming, one or two other people could quickly understand how to roll out the bun wrappers.
An Qing took a dough and sprinkled a small amount of dry flour on the chopping board. "Sprinkle the flour sparingly and evenly. This will prevent the dough from sticking to the chopping board."
Several people gathered around An Qing to watch her operate, all concentrating very seriously.
An Qing took the dough and rolled it into a slightly round shape, then pressed it with her hands to flatten it a little. "Don't roll the dough directly, it will easily break. Pressing it like this will give you a rough shape, which will make rolling it out much easier."
She gently held the flattened dough in one hand and the rolling pin in the other. "The bun wrapper should be thin on the outside and thick on the inside, so when rolling it out, roll it from the edge toward the center. Don't apply too much pressure; just roll it gently a few times. Remember that while the edges should be thinner than the center, they shouldn't be too thin, or they'll break easily when you're wrapping them."
An Qing rolled the dough as she spoke. She rolled it carefully, but the quality of the dough was obviously not very good. The whole piece of dough was uneven in thickness.
She was silent for a moment, then said to a few people, "You all should try it too. It's best to use even pressure, otherwise it will easily end up like mine."
The research institute sent only a few rolling pins, only five in total, which was obviously not enough for them to share.
An Qing asked Ye Yu, Bai Wei, Jiang Shui, Yun Cheng and Xiang Jiulai to use the rolling pin.
She, Tang Ming and Muchen all used coffee cans to roll the dough.
Tang Ming was quick and nimble, and he quickly rolled out a bun wrapper.
An Qing's eyes lit up. "Yes, yes, that's it. Come and see. Just roll it into this shape."
Ye Yu and the others came over to take a look, took note of the bun skins Tang Ming had rolled out, and went back to continue rolling them.
Obviously, there is no one as talented as Tang Ming. Except Tang Ming, everyone else rolls the buns clumsily. No matter how careful they are, the dough is sometimes thin and sometimes thick and very uneven. Sometimes, if the strength is not controlled well, the edge of the bun skin will be rolled as thin as paper.
An Qing looked at the bun skin in front of her that had failed several times and sighed.
It was getting late, and Wei Xunyi would send someone to pick up the buns later. She really wanted to practice more, but now she didn't have the time.
She clapped her hands, put down the coffee can, and handed the dough to Tang Ming. "Okay, Ye Yu, stop rolling it out. We'll practice again when we have time. Today, let Tang Ming roll out the dough, and you come over and learn how to make buns with me."
As she spoke, she picked up a piece of bun wrapper. She was afraid that she would not be able to make it right the first time, so she kneaded some dough as the bun filling and put it inside the wrapper.
Ye Yu and the others put down their rolling pins and came over. An Qing said, "Hold the dough with your left hand, press your thumb lightly on it, and close it with your right thumb and index finger like this..."
An Qing moved very slowly, folding the bun wrappers and closing them at the same time.
Although she was not good at rolling out dough, her fingers were very flexible when making buns. Although she was slow, she quickly closed the buns perfectly and made a very beautiful bun.
An Qing instantly breathed a sigh of relief, a smile on her face. "See? It's a success if it's wrapped like this."
Several people nodded, "I see."
An Qing was still a little worried. "You two should practice with the dough as bun filling like me. Once you get the hang of it, you can start making the filling."
She was really worried that some people would not be able to wrap the dumplings properly and waste her skin and filling.
The most important thing is that nowadays there is more stuffing than skin, so not even a bit of skin can be wasted.
Tang Ming rolled out the dough seriously, his movements became more and more skillful, and soon he had rolled out a lot of bun wrappers, and began to pinch the dough into pieces. An Qing took a look and was surprised by the even-sized pieces, as if they had been measured, and were more even-sized than the ones she had pinched.
So, An Qing handed over the task of making the dough to Tang Ming.
Ye Yu and the others each took a piece of bun wrapper and started making buns by imitating An Qing.
Compared to An Qing, they had all kinds of problems. Either the bun skins closed up weirdly, or a big hole was left on them and couldn't be closed again, or some of them tore the bun skins apart because they used too much force.
An Qing pointed out the problems of several people one by one, and then asked them to continue practicing.
She didn't rest either. She took the bun skin and scooped a spoonful of stuffing into it with a spoon. Then she stared at the bun skin in her hand and began to close the opening carefully.
I have to say that there is some difference between making dumplings with dough and making real stuffing, especially because the stuffing has been stir-fried so the meat pieces are scattered, not sticking together like raw meat.
An Qing was nervous, but fortunately she managed to get the stuffing completely inside. However, the wrinkles of the bun skin were not as beautiful and perfect as when she wrapped the dough before.
It’s nothing. It’s already very good that she can wrap all the stuffing in. With more practice in the future, she will definitely get better and better.
An Qing placed the wrapped buns in the prepared large steaming rack, which had been brushed with a layer of oil in advance. There was no other way, as she couldn't find any gauze or steamer paper to use.
After wrapping one, An Qing gained confidence and continued to wrap the next one.
It was not until she had made a basket of buns that Ye Yu and the others were able to make the dough properly.
An Qing put the steamed buns in the pot first, then checked the results of Ye Yu and the others and nodded, "It's almost done, you can start stuffing them, but you still have to be careful. It doesn't matter if the buns look good, but you have to wrap all the stuffing in them. Don't let the skin break and the filling show through!"
Ye Yu and the others immediately nodded in agreement.
When An Qing turned around, she saw Mu Chen silently wrapping dough beside her.
Her eyes fell on the row of dough-wrapped buns in front of Muchen.
The first one was extremely ugly, but the second and third ones were visibly getting better and better. The one in her hand was almost as good-looking as the dough she made at the beginning.
An Qing was a little surprised. She didn't expect Mu Chen's hands to be so flexible.
So, when starting to wrap the stuffing, An Qing deliberately observed the buns that Muchen was making. This man seemed to have completely mastered how to wrap buns. With his fingers flying, a bun was quickly formed, and the stuffing was wrapped in without leaking out at all, and the seam was closed very perfectly.
An Qing blinked, feeling delighted. She had never expected that such a talented person was right next to her!
Then An Qing paid attention to several other people.
None of them could wrap as well as Muchen, and of course she was no exception. As a master, she had been completely outshined by Muchen.
Among the five people including Ye Yu and Bai Wei, Ye Yu was obviously the best at making buns, and Yun Cheng was the worst. The wrinkles of the buns were all messy, but fortunately the stuffing was still inside.
An Qing doesn't have high requirements, and it's good enough that she can achieve this.
Tang Ming pinched the dough and rolled out the skin very quickly by himself, which was enough to keep up with the speed of the seven of them making dumplings. Of course, this might also be related to the fact that none of them were very fast at making dumplings.
With the help of a few people, the second pot of buns was also wrapped.
An Qing stood up and went to check the first pot of buns.
The bun skin has expanded, and white steam coming out from the edge of the pot lid carries the fragrance of the buns.
The dough cannot cover up the taste of the filling inside at all. On the contrary, the filling inside is mixed with the wheat aroma emitted by the bun skin, which is really fragrant and dizzying.
An Qing swallowed her saliva, took out a hot bun, tossed it back and forth with her hands, and kept blowing on it. No matter how hot it was, she was reluctant to let go.
She hadn't eaten buns for a long time, and she felt like her eyes were shining when she saw the buns in her hand.
She carefully broke open the bun, looked at the skin, and confirmed that it was cooked before opening her mouth and taking a bite.
The bun skin was fermented very well and was very, very soft. The rich wheat aroma mixed with the taste of the filling inside. An Qing chewed it with her eyes closed, feeling the distinct layers of taste coming from the tip of her tongue.
"Hmm! So delicious!" An Qing couldn't help but take another bite.
She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that the buns made with snow pork and fragrant buds seemed to be more delicious than any other buns she had eaten before.
She wasn't bragging, she felt that way sincerely.
Before she knew it, An Qing had finished a bun.
The bun is very big and the filling inside is quite generous. Although the skin is thin, it becomes much sweller after being steamed.
"belch--"
An Qing couldn't help but burp. One bun actually made her very full.
My stomach feels warm and comfortable.
Now she finally understood the meaning of the old saying she had heard before: "Three years of good weather will keep the fire-maker from starving."
Take the first pot out of the pot and put the second pot in to steam.
An Qing greeted with a smile, "Come on, come on, wash your hands, eat a bun first and then get back to work. You've been busy for so long, take a break. At our rate, we'll definitely be able to finish wrapping and steaming them by tonight, so don't rush."
"good!"
Everyone agreed in unison, put down their work, stood up and went to wash their hands.
An Qing could clearly feel that Ye Yu and the others' emotions had fluctuated more during this period than before. Just now, when she asked them to eat buns, they were overjoyed and had a hint of anticipation when they agreed.
The first batch of buns were all made by An Qing. After steaming them, you can see that the wrinkles of the buns are a bit messy, but this does not affect everyone's enthusiasm.
Bai Wei took a bun and stuffed it into her mouth without caring about the heat. She took a bite, eating the skin and filling together. When her taste buds felt the taste of the bun, a sense of happiness arose spontaneously.
She couldn't help but squint her eyes, a look of enjoyment on her face, "It's so delicious! If I could eat buns for the rest of my life, I would be willing to die."
The river water on the side pushed her and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Bai Wei came back to her senses, quickly suppressed the sudden thoughts in her mind, and subconsciously looked at Tang Ming.
Tang Ming took the bun and ate it bite by bite in a very polite manner. He did not respond to what Bai Wei had just said, as if he did not hear it.
Bai Wei breathed a sigh of relief.
An Qing, however, smiled and said, "This is just the beginning! There will be more delicious food in the future. You haven't tasted so many delicacies yet. It would be a shame to die."
Bai Wei was stunned, and looked up to meet An Qing's smiling eyes. An indescribable emotion surged in her heart.
It feels sour and swollen, very unfamiliar.
But the corners of her mouth began to rise naturally, revealing a relaxed and happy smile.
[Ding—Congratulations to the host for creating a new dish, Snow Pig Bean Sprout Buns, and successfully unlocking corn oil and soup pot.]
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