Futuristic Chef Transmigrated As Mother

The bone broth had turned white, and Xiaoguo took out a spoon and took a sip. "Mmm~ fragrant." She turned her head and tasted the delicious mushroom soup. Xiaoguo put down the spoon in satisfaction, and was not in a hurry to prepare lunch, so she came out to check what she made yesterday. Starch, I want to see if the drying is successful.

As soon as he came out, he saw Zhuangzhuang touching the donkey, Xiaoguo quickly reminded him, "Zhuangzhuang, don't go behind it, be careful to kick you."

After watching Zhuangzhuang come to the donkey's brain hole, he left with confidence. He squatted down in front of the grate and carefully observed the shape. He saw that there was no moisture left, but he still had to reach out and grind it. Pick up a small piece and make a little effort. After Momo, Xiaoguo got up happily, took the grate to the grinding plate, and firstly grinded it into powder before making potato vermicelli.

Xiaoguo grinds slowly, Zhuangzhuang has stopped playing with the donkey when she is holding the grate, her eyes are glued to Xiaoguo's hand, Xiaoguo puts a piece of starch in Zhuangzhuang's hand, hugs him and lifts it. He went to the place parallel to the grinding plate and taught him how to grind it. Zhuangzhuang threw the small pieces into the hole and turned the grinding plate by himself, but he couldn't turn at all. , It's so cute, I pushed Zhuangzhuang with my hands, and the grinding disc started to turn. Seeing that it was ground into powder from a large piece, Zhuangzhuang picked up a small broom at Xiaoguo's direction and swept the powder into the basin below. Zhuangzhuang Zhuang Zhuang still wanted to grind when he got his strength, but Xiaoguo didn't stop Zhuang Zhuang, to satisfy his fun, but to help him when he encountered difficulties.

After the two of them finished grinding the soup, it was almost the same. Zhuangzhuang was lying on the counter, watching Xiaoguo lift the lid of the pot, a strong aroma wafted out, Zhuangzhuang hurriedly sniffed, Xiaoguo said with a smile, "Little greedy. egg."

The hands kept moving, he took out most of the firewood and put it into the empty stove, leaving only a wooden stake under each pot, and simmered on a low heat, the soup inside had turned milky white, and the small fruit was scooped out A spoonful of bone soup, stir-fried a golden soup baby dish, steamed a pot of steamed buns, opened the lid and fished out a few large bones that were soft and rotten, adjusted a dipping sauce, presented two bowls of bone soup, and the meal was ready.

Zhuangzhuang eats it, his little mouth is oily, and the meat residue sticks to the corner of his mouth, so he anxiously drinks the broth. The child can eat it quite well. vegetables to eat.

Xiaoguo now understands why mothers are willing to post pictures and videos of their children in the circle of friends. I really like it how I see it. If I have a mobile phone now, Xiaoguo will definitely take a lot of pictures for Zhuangzhuang.

After eating, Zhuangzhuang went to the kitchen to wash the dishes while burping, and Xiaoguo was going to make fish balls.

I'm going to fry the chili oil first. I can't leave it alone. I have to observe it all the time, otherwise it will be mushy in a while.

Xiaoguo chopped the sansho peppers, poured oil into the pot, poured the peppercorns, aniseed and chives. After frying until fragrant, fished out and poured in the peppers. The choking smell of the peppers came out instantly, and Xiaoguo quickly avoided it and waited for the taste to subside. Stir slowly to prevent sticking.

When the peppers are cooked into oily red fruits, put them aside and let them cool. After cooling, add rice wine and sesame seeds. This is the secret chili sauce.

Next, the fish **** were prepared. Xiaoguo took out five fish and left one for Zhuangzhuang to eat.

When Xiaoguo finished making it, it was already dark, and Xiaoguo had to mix the flour. Xiaoguo was ready to mix it when there was not much flour. I will buy a new one tomorrow.

Rolling out the reconciled dough into noodles, dusting it with flour to prevent sticking and placing it on the grate, Zhuangzhuang came to the kitchen, and Xiaoguo kept on her hands, "Have you finished feeding the cows and donkeys?"

The work of feeding the cows at home is all covered by Zhuangzhuang. As soon as he saw Zhuangzhuang running east to west, Xiaoguo knew that he was holding grass to feed the cows. When Zhuangzhuang came over, he was probably hungry.

Zhuangzhuang touched his stomach and smiled shyly at Xiaoguo. He had been blown away by the fragrance for a day, not to mention the fish **** that his mother just made. When he thinks of the texture and taste, his mouth can't stop drooling. It's not that I can't help but come in.

Xiaoguo put the prepared noodles and potato vermicelli together and covered them with a cloth to prevent them from drying out. She prepared all the ingredients for tomorrow and put them aside. She took the remaining ingredients and prepared to make potato flour.