Making crispy sesame flatbread is very simple. To achieve a texture that is neither too soft nor too hard, you first need two types of water to make the dough.
Boiling water and cold water.
If you use only cold water to make the dough, the resulting flatbread will be hard and difficult to bite after it cools down. If you use only boiling water to make the dough, the resulting flatbread will be soft, sticky, and not crispy, resulting in a less desirable texture.
Lin Zhou poured a whole bag of flour into a large iron basin, divided it in two, poured boiling water into one half, and added salt and sugar to the other half of the cold water, stirring until dissolved before pouring it into the basin to knead the dough.
You can knead the flour directly in the bowl by hand until it becomes a crumbly mixture.
You can add cooking oil now.
With two kinds of cooking oil, the sesame seed cake will have a crispy texture.
Lin Zhou enjoyed the peace and quiet all by himself; even though the temperature was a bit cold, it didn't hinder his movements.
Knead the dough until smooth, then roll it into a strip.
The advantage of being strong is that the effort required to knead dough is negligible for him.
After kneading to the desired consistency, pinch off a piece of dough weighing about 80 grams from the long strip of dough.
Lin Zhou kneaded the dough back and forth in his hands until it became a smooth little strip. Once everything was ready, he brushed it with cooking oil, covered it with plastic wrap, and let it rest for half an hour.
Meanwhile, Lin Zhou stirred the white porridge in the pot a few times and prepared the sesame oil.
In layman's terms, lard is just pork fat.
Clean the pork fat thoroughly, chop it up, and season it just like you would season filling.
It contains not only spices, but also various seasonings.
The savory and fragrant flavor of the flaky sesame seed cake comes entirely from the pork fat.
Grind various spices into powder, add them according to the proportions of the ingredients, and then season...
Lin Zhou was so engrossed in making sesame seed cakes that he was completely unaware that the sun was rising outside.
Once all the dough pieces were ready, Lin Zhou turned on the oven on the tricycle. The charcoal fire was at the bottom of the oven, and it quickly heated up.
During this time, the dough is rolled out again to a familiar size and then sent directly into the oven to bake.
The porridge in the pot is ready.
We can have breakfast as soon as the sesame seed cakes are ready.
After a busy morning, Mr. Lin took a chair and sat on the porch under the eaves, watching the oven in the yard emit an enticing aroma of lard and scallions as the temperature rose.
That's brilliant.
It really whets people's appetite.
Especially those families in the village who cook over a fire in the morning.
The smell was faint and indistinct, yet it was so strong that it made people's stomachs rumble.
"Grandma, is breakfast ready? Is it pancakes?"
Xiaoling, who had just gotten up and was getting ready for school, was wearing a worn-out coat and sweetly said to her grandmother who was cooking in the kitchen.
Grandma shook her head. "Does Xiaoling want to eat some pancakes?"
Xiaoling wasn't disappointed when she heard this. She still had a sweet smile on her face, walked softly to her grandmother's side, and rubbed her grandmother's somewhat rough hands.
Because of the fire, Grandma's hands felt warm even in the dead of winter, and Xiaoling hummed comfortably twice.
"In the morning, Grandma will serve you rice porridge, and you'll feel warm and cozy before going to school."
The village's only primary school is located on a mountain in the village. Students have to climb up the mountain step by step to get to school, which is very hard, but it is the only way for rural children to get out of the mountains.
So no one complained about the hardship.
After seeing Xiaoling off, Grandma thought of the single-layer shoes her granddaughter was wearing and decided to go to town to buy her a pair of cotton shoes.
There are no cars in the village, and for an elderly person, the only way to get to the town is by walking.
...
Meanwhile, Lin Zhou also rode his tricycle to town after finishing breakfast.
Lin Zhou pushed the tricycle out of the yard, walked to the hill, and then lifted it up with both hands and carried it onto the road.
Then start riding again.
We didn't encounter a single person on the way to town.
Lin Zhou had a bad feeling.
Then we arrived in town at seven o'clock, which was breakfast time.
Lin Zhou was thinking of finding a lively place to set up his stall.
Unexpectedly, the busiest place in town was a place that resembled both a vegetable market and a morning market, but there weren't many people doing business there.
There weren't many people buying things.
Lin Zhou casually found a spot to stop and set up his stall.
His stall was as brand new and stylish as ever, and looked quite valuable.
In the city, this would be something that attracts passersby.
But in such mountainous areas, it is a place that makes people forget to stop.
Lin Zhou's attire and overall demeanor really made him seem out of place in the small mountain town.
Passersby and business people were all secretly watching him.
Lin Zhou, wearing a mask, sat in front of his stall, watching passersby.
Every passerby who curiously met his gaze would flee in panic.
Lin Zhou fell silent.
He felt the difference between himself and the small town.
I really don't know what to do for a moment.
An hour later...
Lin Zhou has not yet opened for business.
He watched as the figure gradually became sluggish and weak.
His plan to bake sesame cakes and attract passersby with their aroma failed.
His stall was completely ignored.
Grandma Xiaoling, having bought her cotton shoes and carrying them in a cloth bag, passed by and smelled the aroma of sesame cakes. Feeling a sense of familiarity, she subconsciously stopped in front of Lin Zhou's stall.
Lin Zhou's eyes lit up, and he immediately stood up and greeted them warmly.
"Grandma, do you want some sesame seed cakes? Hot, crispy sesame seed cakes smell amazing."
As Lin Zhou spoke, he took a sesame seed cake out of the boiler to show his grandmother.
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