Before going to bed tonight, ask my son to drink some rice porridge tomorrow morning! He didn't say well at first, but recently he liked seaweed soup, and every morning he ate seaweed soup for many days in a row.
I said I didn't want to drink seaweed tomorrow, I wanted to drink rice, he said yes, so I went to the kitchen to make an appointment for rice porridge.
First brushed the rice cooker, the son went, I asked him how he came, he said he was afraid that I was afraid, come and accompany me. Ah, it was really surprising, in fact, I think maybe he was scared in the house himself, looking for a reason.
Suddenly, I found that the chestnuts I had brought back from his grandmother's house had been left there without eating. Let's not make a chestnut porridge. I asked my son, and he agreed very cheerfully. He said it must be delicious, raw is very sweet, cooked must be delicious.
We grabbed a handful of chestnuts and prepared to open the chestnut shells. How to pick the fastest? This is a difficult question.
I used the old way to make a hole in the chestnut first, but the chestnut was too small, too slippery, and it was easy to run with a knife cut, so I used the tip of the knife to cut a knife on the chestnut, and then I picked the shell, and it was too difficult to pick one. My nails hurt. I didn't get a few of them.
My son saw that I was also joining in the pickpocket, and I was afraid that he would cut his hand, so I kept telling him to look at the hand point. I don't know what he thought at the time, but told me to shoot it like garlic. I was still confused and thought it might not be easy to shoot. The son tried it, did not shoot it, and then shot it again a few times, and actually shot it open. I took the chestnut that had been slapped open a few times, and it was quite peeling, much faster than just now.
So the two of us, cooperating, one shot, one pickpocket, a moment of kung fu is finished.
At this time, I thought again, how about adding some walnuts to the porridge? So my son went and got a few more walnuts, and he wanted to shoot him like a chestnut, and I said that the walnut shell was hard and not easy to shoot. He tried it, and sure enough, he took the tip of the knife and began to slash, it looked so scary, I said you still go and find your nut, he went to take the nut and knock it. After a while the walnuts were chopped. We quickly added the pot, made an appointment for the rice cooker, and waited for the porridge tomorrow morning. Looking forward to the walnut porridge tomorrow morning.
The first time I did it, I still needed to try it, mainly because the chestnut was too difficult to open, if it were not for my son's sudden little wisdom, I really didn't know when to pick it up.
Do you have a better way?
