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After a week of psychological construction, I solemnly decided at noon today: fried dumplings. I remembered that there was still some peanut rice in the corner of the refrigerator, and I thought I could just fry it together. So the operation was as fierce as a tiger:

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After a week of psychological construction, I solemnly decided at noon today: fried dumplings.

I remembered that there was still some peanut rice in the corner of the refrigerator, and I thought I could just fry it together.

So the operation was as fierce as a tiger: tie the apron, wear a mask, tie the turban, and keep a safe distance from the stove.

Pour the oil into the pan first.

Peanuts and rice are to be cooked in cold oil, and I know that. Then stir-fry without stopping the spatula.

It didn't take me a few minutes, how the color of peanut rice darkened a little. Look close to the pot, and the color is getting darker and darker. Tilting his head, he thought about it again: Is it that my pot stove is faster, and it doesn't take too long. Look close to the pot again, oh mom, why are you a little dark? Quickly turn off the heat. You said that my reaction was so slow, and even stopped for a while at the residual temperature, before giving peanuts and rice out of the pot, the words described: Bao Gong's face - pitch black.

Feeling a little discouraged: the dumplings have not been fried yet, what to do? Fried or not?

No, it has to be fried. Abandon? That's not someone's style, ahem!

So I added some cold oil to the pan.

This time, learning the lesson, the fire was slightly turned off. Feeling the oil warm, slip the frozen dumplings you just took out of the refrigerator from the side of the pan and gently turn them over to keep the heat even. But after a while, the pot suddenly crackled loudly, the oil splashed from the pot to the stove table, and the back of both of my hands was also scalded by the splash of small oil stars. Mom, what the hell is going on, scared me to turn off the fire quickly, people also stand far away from the stove, wait for the pot to stop ringing, then shake and fire again. The second time the pot sounded again, I quickly took my hand away, and the fire was turned off a little, although it was still burned by the oil star, but I couldn't let the dumplings lie in the pot and ignore them, right?

Fortunately, in the end, the pot was successful, and the appearance was similar to the outside, although it was still a little unsatisfactory, but it was better than I expected to be a victory ✌!

Serve it to the table, take advantage of the heat, and try it yourself. My mom, what is the hardness of this skin? The 0.5 seconds of pride and confidence I just rose was instantly hit by dimensionality reduction.

Forget it, don't say anything, next time don't "humiliate yourself" and find yourself trouble...

Look at my meal at noon today: peanut rice, mushy; dumplings, hard, unpalatable. Under the influence of these two things, the fish was also lightened.

Depressed, speechless... [Cool Drag]

Go eat my lychee or go. Today's supermarket to do activities, only 8 pieces of a pound, outside are sold 15 it!

Finally, under the psychological behavior of taking advantage of a little bit, I found a little comfort for myself [teeth] [teeth]

After a week of psychological construction, I solemnly decided at noon today: fried dumplings. I remembered that there was still some peanut rice in the corner of the refrigerator, and I thought I could just fry it together. So the operation was as fierce as a tiger:
After a week of psychological construction, I solemnly decided at noon today: fried dumplings. I remembered that there was still some peanut rice in the corner of the refrigerator, and I thought I could just fry it together. So the operation was as fierce as a tiger:
After a week of psychological construction, I solemnly decided at noon today: fried dumplings. I remembered that there was still some peanut rice in the corner of the refrigerator, and I thought I could just fry it together. So the operation was as fierce as a tiger:
After a week of psychological construction, I solemnly decided at noon today: fried dumplings. I remembered that there was still some peanut rice in the corner of the refrigerator, and I thought I could just fry it together. So the operation was as fierce as a tiger:
After a week of psychological construction, I solemnly decided at noon today: fried dumplings. I remembered that there was still some peanut rice in the corner of the refrigerator, and I thought I could just fry it together. So the operation was as fierce as a tiger:
After a week of psychological construction, I solemnly decided at noon today: fried dumplings. I remembered that there was still some peanut rice in the corner of the refrigerator, and I thought I could just fry it together. So the operation was as fierce as a tiger:

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