Chapter 111 Cold Rice Noodles

When she got up early the next morning, Molan was busy with her family. She was going to make cold noodles today.

First of all, after Qiu's life, Molan covered it with a cloth to wake up for half an hour. Then she prepared a large basin full of water. She took down a piece of dough and asked Mo Mei to watch her wash it first. She put the dough in the water. It felt very fun to wash, just like playing with plasticine in the water

Molan looked at the impurities in the dough in her hand and sank to the bottom of the basin little by little with the washing of the water. The remaining dough in her hand became more and more resilient with the washing, and the color became more and more white. This is the prototype of the gluten.

Washed gluten, put a little alkaline flour in and start kneading. Just put water and rinse without white starch.

The toughness of gluten is not as tough as possible, because the steamed gluten is too rigid, and it is not very delicious to eat in the mouth. The scale must be mastered.

After the two of them washed all the noodles, they went to the pot to steam the gluten. After the gluten was steamed, it looked like a cake, and the longitudinal cut noodles were like a honeycomb.

The washed starch water is thrown there and left alone. Let it rest slowly until it is precipitated, which will take about an hour or more.

Molan looked at the precipitated starch water. There was a layer of excess water on it. Molan and Momei lifted up to pour out the excess water. At the time of pouring, Molan slowly poured it from one side, and her hands were so tightly that they could not shake it. Otherwise, the starch would be mixed with water and the remaining starch It began to stir, and the bottom was solidified. The two of them stirred vigorously with chopsticks.

After stirring, Molan picked up a flat-bottomed aluminum radish, and then poured the starch pulp evenly into the radish with a spoon. Pick it up and rotated it once. The thickness turned evenly. The water in the large iron pot had boiled, and the cage grate was placed on it. The luo with starch paste was

Molan's not thick one is only about two minutes, and then open the lid of the pot and bring Xiao Luo out. Put another Xiaoluo full of starch syrup in it. The steamed one was cold for a while, and as soon as it was removed, it came down. Put the finished cold skin on the chopping board.

After putting a little oil in the steamed cold noodles, they are stacked into thick ones. Take the time to pick up one and cut it into strips with a knife.

Molan asked Momei to steam the cold noodles. She went to prepare the seasoning. Now that the cucumber is gone, she can only use bean sprouts.

Then there is oil and spicy. The cooking method of oil spicy food is also exquisite. First, put the broken chili noodles in a basin, put a little salt in it, Molan added huā raw and sesame noodles to it, then heat the oil until it is fifty or six times hot, and enlarge the huā peppers in the oil. After boiling, take out the large ingredients and huā pepper In the noodles, stir with chopsticks while pouring. In this way, the chili oil comes out and smells fragrant.

After it was done, Molan went to get the rice peel again. The rice flour is made of small stone mill and water to make rice pulp. The ground rice pulp is spread flat in a multi-layer bamboo steamer and steamed over high heat. Because this is multi-layer, Molan asked Momei not to lift the cover and steam it for a long time.

Looking at the thick stacks of cold noodles and rice noodles on the chopping board, Molan felt that she was full of a sense of achievement, and finally she could eat cold noodles in ancient times.

It's almost time for the Xue brothers to arrive. Molan began to let her mother come and cook cold noodles.

Put the oil in the small iron spoon. After heating, put the green onion huā and bean sprouts in and stir-fry for a while. Pour in the cut cold noodles and gluten and stir-fry quickly. After adding soy sauce, salt and chili oil, you can put them on the plate.

"Uncle, Lan Lan, and Master Xue have arrived. Is the cold noodles ready?"

As soon as it came out, Qiu Dajun came over and asked if he had said anything.

"Okay, these are three bowls of cold noodles. You go there and bring three bowls of rice noodles later." Molan pointed to Qiu Dajun to the three bowls of cold noodles that had just been stir-fried in the tray.

"Good." Qiu Dajun answered and took it away.

After three bowls of rice crust were ready, Mo Lan went with Qiu Dajun to the partition of the Xue brothers.

She entered the partition with a smile and looked at the bowl in front of the three people. Most of the cold noodles were basically gone down, and there was still a bowl base left.

"Come on, bring me this bowl and two more bowls. I still want to eat. Spicy and fragrant. It's really delicious." The little fat man came again and commanded Qiu Dajun to put it in front of him.

"What? This bowl tastes different from that bowl. Are the two different? The little fat man finished one bowl and began to eat another bowl.

"Your mouth is so good. One bowl is made of noodles and the other bowl is made of rice noodles, so the taste is different." Molan smiled at him, but he didn't expect that the little fat man's mouth was quite good.

"It's not bad. I'll bring some of this later." Xue Lingfeng also finished a bowl and felt that his mother would definitely love it. It was rare for him to ask for it.

"Ok, I'll pack 5 pieces of rice noodles and cold noodles for Manager Xue later. You must have the green onion and bean sprouts in your house, and I won't bring the seasoning added in it. Just go back and let the cook fry them out. Remember to stir-fry them in a hot fire." Molan saw that the three of them ate well, and she was also happy, which showed that her cold noodles would be popular in the future.

"Um." Xue Lingfeng said gently and stopped talking.

"We started to make vermicelli. It is estimated that it will take two or three days to come out. I will cook some dishes with vermicelli for you on that day. If you have time, come with me. Molan invited three people, because the three brothers didn't come together when she had time, so she invited them together now, so that someone would not be picky at that time.

"Awesome, I'm sure I'll be there. The fifth brother is a supervisor. I guess there is no problem. What about the seventh brother? The little fat man answered quickly and had new food. He was the fastest.

"I probably can't come. I'm a little busy from tomorrow. When I'm done, I'll come and try Lanlan's vermicelli." Xue Lingyun smiled at Molan. The smile was like the spring breeze in March, which warmed people's hearts. If she was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, she would definitely be fascinated by his smile.

"Well, I'll go down first." Molan also smiled back at him. Her smile was clean and pure, and the people who looked at it were very comfortable.

"If you smile so good to the seventh brother, you will roll your eyes at me. It really pissed me off." After watching Molan go out, the little fat man muttered angrily.

"Ha ha, what's wrong! Your seventh brother, I am very charming. Xue Lingyun boasted rudely.

"Hum!" The little fat man hummed and ignored him.

Xue Lingfeng grinned and did not answer.

The Mo family began to take out the powder noodles that had been dried two days ago and put them into several large water tanks to dilute them, so that they could automatically precipitate for one night. There are a lot of sweet potato noodles and potato noodles this time.

After finishing her work the next day, she put the starch into the pocket to control the water. Molan looked at the family who were swinging back and forth. They pushed the pocket back and forth, and the water inside was dripping down. She felt that the scene was very warm.

When the starch inside is dry, take it all to the kitchen. Several large pots have been placed in the stove room. Wang and Liu rub the starch in the basin. The starch must be kneaded until it is very smooth.

The water in the iron pot rolled away.

Mo Quan stood next to the iron pot, holding a ladle in his hand, and drilled an eye under the ladle.

Mo Changhe picked up a water scoop. The water scoop was packed with rubbed starch, and slowly poured the starch into the ladle.

Starch leaked down the eye into the iron pot. As soon as the boiling water was hot, it became strong and turned into a long strip.

Qiu took a big thick chopstick and also stood next to the pot table. Seeing that the strips in the pot were ready, he used chopsticks to fish into the big basin next to him, which had already been filled with cold water.

Mo Changhai stood next to the basin, picked up the strips in the basin and began to plate them with his hand. They were about half a meter long, put them on the stick next to them, and then plate them.

Mo Mei and Mo Lan hung the worn vermicelli outside to dry.

The Mo family is constantly busy. I guess everyone has a sore back, but none of them can have time to stop and have a rest.

"It's almost done. I can't finish it in a day. Let's stop when the pot comes out." Wang saw that it was going to be dark outside. She raised her neck and straightened her waist. She didn't feel the time of work. Her waist and back hurt all the time.

"Zhong, the pot will stop when it's done." Mo Quan answered her words.

Everyone in the Mo family beat their backs. The women were preparing dinner, and the men took out the vermicelli and cooled them. Now it's cold at night, and the vermicelli is frozen outside all night. It will be almost dry after another day tomorrow.

After dinner, Molan and the Mo family went to sleep tiredly.

The vermicelli is finally dry. There are thin vermicelli, medium and thick vermicelli, and wide thick vermicelli. Molan first folded one, picked it up and burned it against the fire in the furnace.

With a "thorn", the vermicelli went over, doubled, and the color turned white. Molan nodded. This is pure vermicelli. It is cooked as soon as it is cooked, and it is crispy in his mouth.

Molan burned several more and gave them to Wang, Qiu, Liu and Momei respectively, so that they could taste them.

"You girl, how can you come from so many ways?" Qiu looked at her daughter who was having fun playing with vermicelli and said something to her with a smile.

"Hee hee, it's fun." Molan was not afraid of Qiu at all and continued to play with her.

"Dwarf, come on, this vermicelli has been chopped up. In addition to the steamed bun, I left a portion for you. You can pour it yourself." Wang has chopped up the hot vermicelli, half of it is taken to the steamed bun, and half is reserved for Molan.

"Um, okay, I'll do it now." Molan hurried over.

She first mixed some thin noodles, added starch to it, and then poured the crushed vermicelli into it and stird it evenly. There was a small amount of salt and pepper powder in it, which was thick. Then put rhinoplasty on the iron pot, brush a little oil on the rhinoplasty, and pour the things in the basin on the rhinoplasty to steam.

The steamed thing is called braised, a large piece of a circle. After it cools down, cut it into thin, thick and even slices, stir-fry it in oil, and stir-fry it into a burnt bar. It tastes very chewy, salty and fragrant. You can also cook it in the time of cooking soup. This thing is not easy to boil, and it tastes good. ( To be continued