Li Yan found a piece of meat and chopped it into small pieces.
Since the family no longer lacked money, Li Yan had never been stingy with food, especially since her mother still had to feed two children. Once the meat at home was finished, Li Yan would give money to the father and son of the Zhao family who helped deliver the goods every day to buy meat from the market, so the family was never short of meat.
It was almost time for dinner. Li Xiaomei heard the clacking of meat chopping in the kitchen and hurried over to help: "Leave it to me!"
Li Yan continued working: "Aunt, I'll be done soon. Please help me light the fire first. I'll make something delicious for you guys later."
Seeing her niece's agile appearance, Li Xiaomei no longer insisted, turned around and sat in the kitchen and started to light the fire.
When the pot is heated, Li Yan first pours half a bottle of soy sauce into the pot, then adds an appropriate amount of water, flour and sugar into the pot. As the temperature rises, the soup becomes thicker, and the sweet noodle sauce is ready!
Pour the prepared sweet noodle sauce into a large bowl, and scoop two spoonfuls of soybean paste that her grandmother helped to pickle from the sauce jar in the kitchen, stir it for a while and set aside.
Wash the pot where the sauce was boiled, and then start making the fried sauce.
Heat oil in a pan and stir-fry the minced meat. Add onions, ginger and garlic to the pan to remove the fishy smell. When the aroma comes out, pour in the prepared sauce. Stir constantly to prevent the bottom of the pan from getting stuck during the cooking process.
The aroma soon filled the entire kitchen. Li Xiaomei exclaimed, "What is this? It smells so good!"
Maomao, who was standing by, also took a few deep breaths, stood on tiptoe, and drooled as he looked at the food in the pot.
"This dish is called Zhajiangmian. My brother said that there are many stalls making scallion oil noodles in the market recently, so I thought of changing the flavor of noodles for the shop!" Li Yan explained.
"I think the food is ready. I want to try it just by smelling it!"
Because the preparation was sudden, the fried sauce was also made in a hurry. If chopped dried mushrooms were added to the fried sauce, the taste would be even better!
When the fried sauce in the pot was almost cooked, Li Yan asked her aunt to stop adding fuel to the fire and help roll out the noodles.
Li Xiaomei is used to the job of rolling noodles. She can add water, knead the noodles, and cut them smoothly.
After the noodles are cooked in water, they are served and mixed with fried sauce. The rich aroma and attractive color will make people very appetizing.
Li Yan handed the noodles she had mixed to Maomao, who had been waiting for them for a long time, and instructed, "Take it to grandpa and grandma first!"
After receiving instructions from his sister, the little guy took the big bowl and walked to the next room with his short legs.
Mrs. Wu looked at her grandson, who came over with a big bowl, grunting. There seemed to be something black in the bowl, so she hurried forward to take it.
"Grandma, this is the fried noodles with soybean paste made by my second sister!" After saying that, he ran away quickly without waiting for his grandma to ask any more questions. Just kidding, he still had to go back to eat noodles!
Seeing his grandson disappear in the blink of an eye, Mr. Li approached and asked, "What did you send?"
Whenever her little granddaughter cooks something delicious, she never forgets to share a portion with us, which makes the old couple feel very happy.
"They said it was some kind of noodle soup, but it smelled really good to me."
When Maomao ran back, his second sister was already mixing noodles for him.
Li Yan gave a look and the little guy obediently stood up and washed his hands in the basin, then sat down obediently at the small table. After a while, a bowl of rich-colored noodles was placed in front of him.
It smelled so good! The little guy couldn't wait to eat it.
At noon, the Li family ate noodles with soybean paste. The rich soybean paste was wrapped around the chewy noodles, and it was very satisfying in one bite.
The two children who came to help out at home today were eating this kind of food for the first time, and they were simply amazed by its deliciousness.
The most delicious food they had ever eaten was the meat buns at the market, and they had never tasted food with such a rich taste.
It’s a pity that there are no cucumbers at this time of year. It would be perfect if some refreshing cucumbers were mixed in! Li Yan sighed unconsciously!
"Why are you still sighing? Are you worried about the business in the shop? Don't worry, the business in the shop will be popular again after your fried noodles are released!" Li Xiaomei said affirmatively.
Li Yan was not worried about the business in the shop. However, after hearing what her aunt said, she was a little worried about whether her cousins would be busy enough to come over.
If we add fried noodles with soybean paste and roast chicken, it would be very tight for just two people to handle.
There was no such thing as ready-made noodles like in modern times. Noodles were rolled out by hand, which was inefficient and slow.
Apart from hiring more people, is there any other way to prepare enough noodles?
I miss the modern ready-made water surface.
Can I make a hand-cranked noodle machine myself?
The more Li Yan thought about it, the more feasible it seemed to her. She gave up the half-eaten noodles, dropped her chopsticks, and ran into her father's study in a hurry. She wanted to think carefully about it and draw this hand-cranked noodle machine.
"Hey, kid, why did you run away after eating half of it! Do you want to eat more or not?" Li Xiaomei shouted at her niece's back.
But there was no response for a long time.
Maomao raised his greasy face from his bowl and asked in confusion, "Second sister isn't eating anymore? Can I eat it then?"
Little Sister Li looked at her nephew's cat-like face and said with a smile, "Eat it. If your sister is hungry, I'll make some for her!"
Maomao happily took the half-eaten noodles from his second sister and started eating them with a slurp.
On the other side, Li Yan returned to the room and began to scratch her head and think hard. There was no way, because she had only seen this thing in the home of a fellow villager in her previous life when she went to the countryside.
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