Chapter 1108： Pork belly and chicken soup small wonton (2 in 1) (1/2)
No matter how tragic what the poor Black Mountain wild boar went through during his lifetime, the two pig hind legs it brought can already satisfy Lin Moumou's picky and expectations of the ingredients.
The red pork has a sense of blood and vitality, even after being chopped into mashed meat, it still shows the difference from ordinary Black Mountain wild pork.
More stickiness and heavier color.
Bayu can be said to be a very old type of stuffed dumplings, dumplings and wontons, and the practice is also very rich.
Some people like to add milk to the meat of Spanish mackerel to increase the freshness and make the fish more smooth and elastic; some like to use leeks to remove fishy and greasy; while some people like to add lamb and mutton oil, fish and sheep are fresh~
As for the wild pork, um, it shouldn't be available before the cataclysm, but pork belly is common.
Lin Chou peeled off the skin before he chopped and stuffed the Spanish mackerel. The flesh of the Spanish mackerel was very firm and sweet, and the only fishy smell might be the skin.
The minced Spanish mackerel and minced pork do not eat oil. You can add a little bit of green onion and **** water. The remaining water needs to be prepared before, cut into small cubes and mix with the filling.
As for the method of adding flour paste or water starch before the cataclysm, it is absolutely undesirable-99% of those who do that are businessmen rather than relatives. The significance of adding weight to dumplings and reducing labor is far greater than the other.
After mixing the minced Spanish mackerel and minced pork, it is best to beat it up. The reason is the same as the shrimp wonton. The whipping strength of this filling is definitely not enough.
”Smack~”
”Smack~”
”Smack~”
Huang Dashan lay on the table,
”When this guy is not hurriedly cooking, I just want to roar and roar, and I can't help but want to stop and take a look. Sometimes it's the same if he's not hungry, it's weird.”
Sikong was shocked and suspicious,
”Oh, Lord Shan, your heroine template is finally willing to use it?”
Huang Dashan opens his mouth to be a ”roll” character, which is justified and very resounding.
Leng Han nodded in a quiet voice to the amateur,
”Indeed, he gave me a very quiet and reassuring feeling when he was cooking.”
Bai Suren smiled secretly,
”That's the opposite!”
Leng Han doubts,
”Ok?”
”It's obviously very hot, it's so hot that people's hearts sway, right? Look at you, your face is red~”
”Sister Bai!!”
”Good good, let's not talk...”
Lin Chou slapped it cracklingly for a long time, then stopped, grabbed a little meat filling and placed it in the basin. He nodded when he saw the meat floating on the water.
Beat up the strength and declare it complete.
As for the filling of the tip of the hazel chicken wings, it is not necessary to use such a rough method. It is enough to mix the skin and stir a few times.
There are two large pots for the filling-of course, the large pot filled with mackerel and pork is at least three times the size of the hazel chicken wing filling.
Lin Chou babbled and babbled and made noodles,
”I have made wontons, and I will go to the back mountain and wash my hands.”
This is the division of the land by the local tyrants.
Everyone laughed and joked, and even Leng Han and Bai Suren washed their hands and came back.
Sikong also washed his hands, and didn't mind that the ingredients he brought were shared by everyone. Anyway, he brought dozens of kilograms of ingredients and he could only eat two bowls at most. Dole Le Le was obviously not as good as everyone Le Le.
Huang Dashan put the fillings in the big pots into small pots, and placed two pots on the table one by one. The same fillings were filled with a dozen kinds of wontons, which was quite wonderful.
Wu Ke casually placed the wontons he had wrapped next to the one of Mr. Men Kuang.
”Yeah, Huanfeiyan is thin?”
The wontons made by Wu Ke are very much in common with him. The belly is dry and thin and the limbs are slender. There are very few fillings in it, but the long skirt must be made.
And the wontons...
”Wow, what's that kid with the surname door, depth bomb?”
”It's amazing, my little breasted brother, for the first time I saw wontons that can be wrapped into buns.”
The door condition was extremely ashamed, and his faces were hot.
It’s not to blame him. He’s not the only one who comes from clothes to stretch out his hands and eat to open his mouth. How can he not do it by himself to get enough food and clothing. There are people carefully waiting for him to kill a few wild beasts and eat them. That is indeed more humane. As for the technical operation of making wontons with such a high degree of difficulty...
Haha, forget it.
His fingers are so thick, and the wontons are only so big, how can they be wrapped? ?
Everyone in the room looked at this place, and the man in the room had a hard time talking and hesitated for a long time.
”Uh... this stuffing is too thin...”
Everyone laughed.
Wu Ke sighed and shook his head.
”Look over there and learn a little bit.”
Looking at the situation along the direction, I saw the most ferocious cold tyrannosaurus in Mingguang base city staring fiercely at the two pots of fillings in front of him with a hunting gaze. Except for the casual Prince Huang and Bai Suren, cold Han didn't sit at the table at all.
It's really cold, with the stiff effect of air-conditioning.
I understand the situation, this is the same as him who doesn't know how to make wontons.
”What are you looking at?”
Wu Ke frowned, his elbow hit him,
”Shhh, watch and learn.”
The slippery stuffing made Leng Han frown. Although it is very sticky, it is like a pool of slime, always thinking about rolling on the thin wonton skin that is soaked in flour. Come down, roll onto your hands and roll to the ground.
Like the slimy dignity and face of a novice,
”Pia harp~”
Gone.
The soup series that the newcomers started to pack is too cruel, but who made the Mingguang weather too hot? The skin jelly in the filling almost melted for a little while before everyone started to pack it. On the dough, it melts faster.
Ok?
melted?
It's unbearable!
Leng Han used a small spoon expressionlessly to scoop up half a spoonful of mackerel pork stuffing-in fact, other people used plain bamboo strips, such as Lin Chou, a wonton with one flick, and the movements of his fingers almost came out. The phantom is here, it’s a humanoid ravioli press,
However, Lenghan couldn't pick it up at all with that, so he had to replace it with a small spoon with a concave belly.
The slime made of Spanish mackerel and pork was just about to rush into the city on the dough.
”Ding!”
A whiff of white air drifted aside from the filling, flowing towards the ground.
Leng Han showed a satisfied expression and squeezed hard.
”Cack, click.”
Very good, it's frozen solid enough.
However, it may be that the temperature of the filling is too low to affect the dough, or it may be that there is too much flour on the dough, and it is said that they refuse to put together and turn into wontons.
Leng Han hesitated for a moment, and sneaked at Lin Chou.
”Ding!”