It was also the first time that Master Shen saw this way of eating.
Our method here is relatively simple, just mixing wild leeks and flour to make pancakes. This is the first time I have seen such a luxurious method.
After Lu Qingyang prepared the filling, he began to knead the dough.
My hands are much stronger now than before, and I don't feel tired when kneading the dough.
Let the kneaded dough rise for a while, then cut it into pieces.
Shen Mo stared intently at everything Lu Qingyang did.
For some reason, she felt that Lu Qingyang looked best like this.
Lu Qingyang reminded: "Look, you're just watching from the side, can't you come over and help?"
Shen Mo rubbed her hands: “I’m clumsy, you know.”
"Wash your hands and come over. I'll teach you how to make chive pancakes. If I'm not around, you should also learn some basic methods."
Who would have thought that Shen Mo was not so thin because of starvation, but because she didn't know how to cook!
"Got it!" Shen Mo brought over a basin of hot water and washed her hands.
"is that so?"
I saw her skillfully pressing a piece of dough into a round pancake shape, filling it with stuffing and then sealing it.
The movements are smooth and flowing, the excess dough is removed, and a perfect raw dough appears before your eyes.
“It feels like making dumplings.”
“It’s different from making dumplings.”
Lu Qingyang explained in a gentle voice without stopping the movement of his hands, and finally pressed lightly, and it turned into a pancake shape.
Then brush oil on both sides of the dough and fry it in the pan.
"Don't make the fire too strong, or the pancakes will burn."
"knew!"
After Mr. Shen washed his hands, he volunteered: "Let me try too!"
"Grandpa, please don't make trouble."
Shen Mo tried to make one just now, but it was crooked and the filling was exposed.
"Girl, don't underestimate grandpa."
What Master Shen did was actually comparable to what Lu Qingyang did: "Take a look, how is it done?"
"Grandpa, do you still have this ability?"
Uncle Shen responded cheerfully: "When your grandma was alive, she didn't like cooking at all. In our family, only the men can cook! Don't tell me, Qingyang also has this excellent tradition!"
Shen Mo had forgotten that her grandfather had been blind for many years.
Before he went blind, he was also a skilled worker, and he is still no less capable now.
All the firewood in the firewood room was chopped by Grandpa Shen at home.
Originally, he wanted to join the team to earn work points, but was stopped by Lu Qingyang.
"Don't work so hard. The two of us are enough to support you."
The whole family worked together and worked very quickly, and soon all the fillings were wrapped.
While Lu Qingyang was baking the leek pancakes, he asked Chen Mo to pay attention to the heat.
When both sides are golden brown, the chive pancakes are ready to be served.
놘 Added minced meat and the unique aroma of wild leeks, it has a juicy feeling.
Regardless of the heat, Shen Mo picked one up directly, "It's so hot! I can feel the gravy when I bite it."
Even though her tongue was burned, she still refused to give up and swallowed it directly. While eating, she kept muttering:
"Don't waste food, this is so delicious!"
"If it tastes good, eat more."
Master Shen also took a bite and gave a thumbs up: "Who taught you this skill? It's amazing!"
Lu Qingyang felt sad for a moment.
As if he had discovered something unusual, Master Shen remembered that Lu Qingyang's parents had passed away.
"I'm sorry."
Lu Qingyang shook his head. "There's nothing to be sorry about. This is what my father taught me."
놛 was indeed not lying, this was a skill that my modern dad taught me.
If I have the chance in the future, I plan to open a small restaurant. Of course, there are many ways to make money in the future. This is just a thought.
Shen Mo looked at the extra food and said, "I'll give some of this to my friends. Jin Feng will definitely like it."
"Go ahead, be careful, don't let anyone see you!" Lu Qingyang reminded.
"Don't worry! I know."
As soon as Shen Mo left, as usual, there was a noise coming from next door.
These past few days, Jiang Wanwan and Liu Fang would quarrel every day, either because of housework or because of food, which was in stark contrast to Shen Mo's family.
Poor couples have many sorrows, and this is exactly what happened to you two.
Besides, Liu Fang liked Jiang Wanwan at first because of her appearance.
Appearance is only one aspect; the most important thing in choosing a wife is character.
How can one be as lucky as Chen Mo? Chen Mo is both beautiful and hardworking.
Lu Qingyang glanced at the radio next to him and thought of giving himself a gift.
After eating and drinking, Grandpa Shen lay in the rocking chair and listened to the broadcast on the radio.
"I didn't expect that in just a few years, there have been tremendous changes outside!"
I was afraid that I might have a last burst of energy, but over the past few days, I feel that I am getting healthier.
Gradually, I gave up the idea and lived my life in peace.
"There will be more changes in the future, just wait and see!"
Lu Qingyang has already started preparing to deal with the musk deer, which is also called musk deer.
Male musk deer have a scent sac between their navel and genitals that secretes and stores musk.
Musk is an extremely precious Chinese medicinal material, which has been known to cure all diseases since ancient times.
Lu Qingyang discovered that the musk deer that was bitten to death by the gray fox was actually a male, and by coincidence, he had a sac hanging on his head.
놛꺗 couldn't help but sigh: "What a pity, it would be great if I were still alive."
I have hunted in the woods so many times, but never saw one.
Musk deer are already very rare, so as long as there is a male and a female, Lu Qingyang is sure that he can breed a lot of them, so musk deer will be easily obtainable.
Thinking of this, Lu Qingyang started cutting skillfully with his hands.
The musk must be kept, of course. As for the meat, Xiao Huihui also has his share, so 놛 naturally cannot have it all to himself.
But Mantou and Xiao Huihui were already used to eating cooked meat, so Lu Qingyang still cut off a piece of leg and cooked it.
"I'll give you two an extra meal today!"
After roasting it a little, he gave the musk deer leg to the two little ones.
The sable, the snowflake, the lynx, and the family dog all got some meat.
As Little Huihui was eating, a humming sound came from his mouth.
But as soon as Lu Qingyang touched its head, it stopped growling, and instead looked at Lu Qingyang with its watery eyes.
"You didn't look at Mantou like that just now."
Mantou was a little closer to Xiao Huihui just now and was almost bitten on the tail by it. Now he is far away from Xiao Huihui and is gnawing on a bone.
Master Shen couldn't help but sigh: "You've spoiled us too much."
"A dog's life is short, so let them live a comfortable life!"
Besides, this musk deer was originally blessed by Xiao Huihui.
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