Pour the steamed bun cubes coated with egg liquid and flour into the pot. After a few tumbling, a large pot of egg and steamed bun soup will be cooked.
Pour in the previously cooled dandelion egg drop soup and wait for the soup base to boil again.
The dandelion omelet was already cold. Considering that eating cold oil could easily cause diarrhea, Chen Xinli cut the omelet into long strips, sprinkled it into the pan, and then seasoned it again.
I saw the plump steamed bun cubes in the pot rolling up and down, and the aroma was spreading everywhere, almost overflowing.
The two women in the room were stunned by Chen Xinli's series of actions.
I had to explain that this was what I learned in the world of gods.
Chen Xinli often made this kind of steamed buns in her previous life.
However, the steamed buns in her previous life were all snow-white, and she would add pepper, oyster sauce, soy sauce to season them, and also add coriander, and finally drop a drop of sesame oil.
She always feels particularly satisfied when eating the fragrant egg drop steamed bun soup.
The conditions here are limited, and the steamed buns at home are hard and dry, and she really can't swallow them.
The egg, steamed bun and noodle soup is still a little hot, and it will be perfect for eating in this season after it cools down.
The key is that it is good for the stomach, which is very suitable for today's families to maintain their health.
There was a burst of aroma coming from the kitchen.
Outside the house, except for Shen Fuyou who was still helping his eldest brother to split bamboo strips, Shen Jinshan and his three younger brothers had already been tempted by their appetite and were all swallowing their saliva.
"Uncle is back, uncle is back, it's time to eat."
"Big brother."
"Yuehua, what delicious food did you make at home? It smells so good!"
When Shen Fugui came back, he saw Shen Fuyu and Yushan Yulin were there too. He nodded as a greeting and walked straight to the kitchen.
"Brother, wash your hands and eat."
After saying hello, Zhang Fangju came out of the kitchen to clean the table.
"Hey, this huge pot, is it noodles? But it doesn't look like it!"
"Brother, let's eat first. Nothing is more important than eating. We can talk about it later."
God knows how many times Shen Fuyou couldn't help swallowing his saliva, but he couldn't make it too obvious to avoid being laughed at by those guys.
Now that his eldest brother had finally arrived home, he took the initiative to stop his eldest brother from asking questions.
This was the only full meal the Shen family had eaten since the beginning of this spring.
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