Chapter 485: Sophora japonica buns (asking for monthly tickets and recommendation tickets!)
Lin Fan plans to make buns with sophora japonica filling.
Fresh Sophora japonica flowers are in season, and they are the first batch of flowers. They are at their best in terms of aroma and taste. The flowering period of Sophora japonica flowers is very short, only a dozen days. If they are older than this, they will become old and not as sweet when eaten.
Lin Fan cleaned the locust flowers he had just bought, blanched them in boiling water, cooled them, squeezed out the water and set them aside. He then blanched the fungus, cooled it, and chopped it up for later use.
Take out a few large shrimps from the refrigerator, cut off the heads and tails, peel the shells, leaving only the shrimp meat, and cut into small pieces for later use.
Then he started frying the eggs. The local eggs he had just bought were quite small, so Lin Fan had to beat several eggs to get them to the standard he wanted. Then he added a small spoonful of salt to the egg liquid, beat it, and then heated the pan and oil to fry the egg liquid into flocs.
Take out the fried eggs, heat the oil in a pan again, add the shallots and onions, and fry them into scallion oil.
Lin Fan explained as he cooked: "Finally, put the dried locust flowers, chopped wood ear mushrooms, chopped green onions, minced ginger, shrimp meat and eggs together, pour a spoonful of green onion oil on them, and add seasonings.
If you like leeks, you can cut some leeks and put them in. If you like a stronger flavor, you can also add some five-spice powder, seafood sauce, etc. I like a lighter flavor, so I just add scallion oil and salt, mix well, and the bun filling is ready. "
Next, start kneading the dough.
"Today we are going to make unleavened bread. As for why we are using unleavened dough instead of leavened dough, I can only say that it is purely because I personally think unleavened bread looks better."
As for which one tastes better, Lin Fan said that all the buns made with the cooking skills given by the system are delicious!
"Use the right amount of flour, half with boiling water and half with cold water, so that the steamed bun skin won't be hard." Lin Fan kneaded the dough deftly, "Just knead it into a medium-hard dough, and then let it rise for ten minutes."
Ten minutes later, Lin Fan kneaded the dough into a smooth state again, then rolled it into long strips, cut it into small pieces with a dough knife, and then rolled it into a round shape with a rolling pin that was thick in the middle and thin at the edges. The thickness was about the same as that of the dumpling skin, and the bun skin was ready.
Everything was ready, Lin Fan washed his hands again and started making dumplings.
At this time, Jiang Yuhe and Yi Xiaobo also packed up and came downstairs: "Brother Fan, is there anything we can help you with?"
"Then light up the steamer." Lin Fan assigned them some tasks to do.
"Okay!" Yi Xiaobo agreed readily. It was just a pot of water, not difficult.
"Brother He, please help me find the steamer and wash it. I put it in the cupboard."
"OK!"
Although Jiang Yuhe didn't cook at home, he knew the steamer. He quickly found the things and took them to the sink to clean them.
Lin Fan quickly wrapped the buns, placed them on the steamer, and steamed them for about 20 minutes before they were ready to serve.
Taking advantage of this gap, Lin Fan put the remaining locust flowers into a large bowl, beat in a few eggs, stirred them evenly, heated up the oil in a pan, fried the locust flowers and eggs, and served them out.
Then I made an omelet with the remaining local eggs, fried some vegetarian shredded vegetables, and paired it with glutinous yam porridge and freshly baked locust flower-stuffed buns, and a hearty breakfast was ready.
Jiang Yuhe was still a little reserved, but Yi Xiaobo didn't care about that. He directly picked up a bun with thin skin and big fillings, took a bite, and gasped because of the heat: "Hiss, delicious, wow! It's really delicious! I haven't eaten such delicious locust flower buns in a long time!"
The program team gave the buns a close-up shot, revealing the translucent bun skin filled with rich fillings, which looked particularly tempting.
Yi Xiaobo took a bite, and the mellow aroma of the egg and the sweetness of the locust flowers burst out in his mouth at the same time, mixed with the crispness of the chopped wood ear and the spicy aroma of the scallion and ginger. The taste was rich and layered, and he was so happy that he finished one in two bites and then reached for the second one.
While eating, he praised it endlessly: "It's delicious, really delicious! It tastes just like the locust flower buns my grandma made for me when I was a child!"
This is the greatest recognition of Lin Fan's craftsmanship.
Lin Fan knew that although his cooking skills were given by the system, it was impossible to say that the dishes he cooked were so delicious that they would make people cry. This kind of exaggerated food only existed in literature or film and television works. In real life, even the world's top chefs could not achieve this level.
Yi Xiaobo believes that Lin Fan has created the taste of his memory, which is the greatest compliment, because the most difficult food to surpass is the food in memory; the most delicious taste is the taste of home.
As for Jiang Yuhe, although he didn't show his emotions as openly as Yi Xiaobo, Lin Fan knew from the frequency with which he stretched out his chopsticks that Brother He was also enjoying his meal.
Lin Fan was very satisfied, because by feeding these two people, he would have free labor.
If we say that Wei Kai and Cen Miaoxue came at the wrong time in the last episode, Lin Fan would have no work for them to do, and in the end they could only go fishing to support the show.
So in this issue, Jiang Yuhe and Yi Xiaobo came at the right time.
"The crops that were planted in the field before have now entered the growth period. Some need to be fertilized, some need to be watered, and the entire field needs to be weeded. In addition, it is April now, and sweet potatoes can be planted."
In short, there is a lot of work waiting to be done.
Yi Xiaobo was satisfied with the meal and was excited to work: "Brother Fan, you take care of it!"
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
"Don't worry. It's so hot now that we can't do any work. We have to wait until the afternoon when the sun sets and the temperature drops before we can start working. And we don't have to finish all the work in one day. Take your time." Lin Fan thought about it, "Well, let's weed first."
Only when the grass is grown can water and fertilize be applied, otherwise all the water and fertilizer will be absorbed by the weeds.
Jiang Yuhe had no objection either.
So the three grown men, who had eaten and drunk their fill, were again in an awkward situation with nothing to do and could only sit together and talk nonsense before the sun went down.
Since he had nothing to do, Lin Fan found a piece of wood and started carving while chatting with Jiang Yuhe and Yi Xiaobo.
Jiang Yuhe watched Lin Fan carving there and became interested. He ran back to the room, took down his pipa, and played a classical pipa piece for Lin Fan and Yi Xiaobo in the yard.
Yi Xiaobo looked at Lin Fan who was carving, and then at Jiang Yuhe who was holding the pipa. He felt that his painting style was inconsistent with theirs, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed: "Should I sing a piece of opera to liven up the atmosphere?"
Jiang Yuhe smiled and said, "What can you sing? I will accompany you."
Yi Xiaobo said excitedly: "Really, Brother He, I can sing folk songs!"
Jiang Yuhe's mouth twitched, but how could he show his weakness after making such a boast? "You sing one, and I'll try."
Then, above the longed-for courtyard, Yi Xiaobo’s loud voice rang out: “On the high mountain, there is a locust tree. Holding the railing, I look forward to my lover. The mother asks her daughter, what are you looking at ?
I wonder when the locust flowers will bloom—"
(End of this chapter)