Futuristic Chef Transmigrated As Mother

The torrential rain had been pouring down all night, and when it was dawn, the rain had gradually decreased, a drizzle floated in the air, and the temperature dropped instantly.

When she opened her eyes early in the morning, Xiaoguo found a little thicker clothes for Zhuangzhuang. Adults are strong and not afraid of lowering the temperature. Children are weak, so it is better to wear warmer clothes.

There were only two pieces of clothes tossing and turning in the cupboard. It took a long time to find thicker clothes. Zhuangzhuang can put on his own clothes, and Xiaoguo put down his clothes and went out to prepare breakfast.

In this weather, it is best to drink some porridge in the morning. Boil the porridge in the casserole, and sit on the hot water to speed up the fermentation. I went to the space and took a piece of pork belly and chopped it into meat filling. Fill the buns with pork and green onions. When the dough has doubled in size, start kneading the dough. Cut into small batches and roll them into the size of the palm of your hand. After a while, the buns of the same size are formed. They are neatly placed on the cage, and the lid is covered again. Wake up for 15 minutes, then ignite, steam for another 15 minutes, and serve.

As soon as the steamer was opened, hot air rushed in, Xiaoguo picked up the fat and white buns on the grate, and put the rice on the table to prepare the meal.

Xiaoguo called Zhuangzhuang to eat. As soon as he woke up, he was thinking about the little cow. He put on his clothes and ran to the kitchen to get grass to feed the little cow. stopped, "Go wash your hands."

Zhuangzhuang snorted in disappointment, still listened to his mother's words, held his heart to eat buns for three steps and ran outside to wash his hands in two steps, and came back after a few seconds after going out, Xiaoguo handed him the buns, " Be careful, eat slowly."

Zhuang Zhuang responded, chewing the buns in his mouth and curiously asked his mother, "Mother, that fish is still swimming, how can we eat it?" Just when he washed his hands, the fish was still alive and startled him.

"How about we eat hot pot at noon today, cook soup with coconut and pheasant, and then make fish **** and eat them?"

Zhuang Zhuang's mouth was drooling just imagining it, although he didn't understand how that hard coconut could make soup or how fish could be turned into fish balls.

After the two of them finished eating, Zhuangzhuang rushed to wash the dishes. The rain was still falling outside. The weather was not bad. To make fish balls, you need to add ice cubes to prevent them from being cooked due to the heat while stirring. Now this temperature Just add room temperature water, cool water instead of ice cubes.

The pheasant is not well cooked, so Xiaoguo has to prepare it early and cook it first. When Zhuangzhuang comes to the kitchen, he has already cleaned the dishes and chopsticks. When he sees his mother coming to clean up the pheasant, he is about to sit next to his mother but is stopped by Xiaoguo. But I didn't want Zhuang Zhuang to see such a **** scene, and it was scalding and plucking hair and bleeding. I blasted Zhuang Zhuang into the house to see if the calf was eating grass well, and I avoided him and took the pot and pheasant to the door. .

The water soon boiled, and Xiaoguo began to clean up the pheasants. He carefully checked whether the hairs were plucked or not. He took it back to the kitchen if he didn't find any stray hairs. The remaining chicken blood was not lost. It's in the refrigerator of the space, and it will be frozen for a while to eat. It's a pity to see that the refrigerator and generator in the space can't be taken out. It's too contradictory, and Xiaoguo didn't have the courage to take it out. explain.

Wash the pheasant several times, bang the big knife a few times, chop the chicken well, put it in a larger casserole without blanching water, and then use the big machete to split the coconut. Curious about how to eat it, Xiaoguo showed it to Zhuangzhuang.

Zhuangzhuang surrounded the table excitedly, the coconut could not be chopped hard, otherwise the coconut juice inside would come out, slowly cut a slit, and then slowly cut along, Zhuangzhuang watched the green coconut slowly follow his mother. The shaved turned white, "Mother, is this an edible coconut?"

"No, it's still the shell on the outside, and the inside is what you can eat." Saying that, Xiaoguo slashed at the top, and with more strength, he saw a seam when he went down, and when he slashed against the other side, a hole came out. Xiaoguo took a spoon and poured some coconut juice for Zhuangzhuang.