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Chapter 358 Sesame Naan Bread
Early the next morning, Xiaoxi yawned lightly and pushed open the door of the hotel.The proprietress has already arrived, and she glanced at the clock with some amusement: "It's rare to see you come so late and didn't sleep well?"

Xiaoxi smiled wryly.It's not that I didn't sleep well, I didn't fall asleep at all!She also didn't know how she could have such a good spirit looking at the tepid kitten, spinning and jumping around the house in the middle of the night, she could hear the movement outside the room with her eyes closed.

But when she got dressed and was about to come out to train the cats, all three of them lay quietly in the makeshift nest, looking at her innocently with their big eyes open.

After repeating this several times, Xiaoxi also got angry and scolded them: "Aren't you still sleeping? If you don't, I'll let you go out—"

As soon as this threat came out, the two finally settled down, but it was already early in the morning.Since she got up and prepared to open the store, the time balance was seriously insufficient.

She slumped her shoulders and waved her hand angrily: "Don't mention it, I invited three ancestors to my house..." Before she could finish speaking, she froze all over.Oops!She didn't even get the proprietress' permission to bring the cat home!

Sure enough, the proprietress showed a puzzled look on her face and asked, "What ancestor?"

"I...I..." Xiaoxi bit her lip and replied hesitantly, "I brought back three stray cats. Ma'am, they are the little stray cats I have been feeding. I promise not to let them damage the furniture at home. !” She explained eagerly.

"Puchi," the proprietress looked at her impatient expression, smiled and said jokingly, "Is it Xiaoju or Xiaohei?"

Now, it was Xiaoxi's turn to be confused.Why does the lady boss know these two guys? ?

"Those two are overlords, not to mention the community you live in, even our community was almost destroyed by them, just like the male and female demons, they will beat other cats if they catch them..." The proprietress described it vividly.The more I talked, the more I realized that there was something wrong with Xiaoxi's face.

"What's wrong?" She stopped and asked.

Xiaoxi waved his fist and cursed angrily, "These two liars! No! Three liars!"

The proprietress was taken aback by her sudden anger. On second thought, she must have been poisoned by the two cat spirits. She didn't dare to laugh in front of her anymore. She turned her back and covered her mouth and laughed foolishly.

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The low pressure on the creek persisted until cooking time.The proprietress pricked up her ears, listening to the louder and louder "cracking" sound of beating inside, she smacked her mouth twice.

I can't tell, it's very hot.She fiddled with her phone, and accidentally slid her finger to the photo album. The last picture was a missing person notice.The portrait on it was clearly Xiaoxi's face.

The proprietress's hand paused, and she seemed to draw it away unintentionally, and sighed faintly.If she doesn't ask, it doesn't mean she doesn't know the origin of Xiaoxi.But for such an outstanding child, coming to this remote town with anonymity, it is definitely not as simple as being a cook for her family's old restaurant, right?There must be some secrets that she cannot touch.

Since Xiaoxi didn't say anything, she naturally wouldn't pierce the window paper.Besides, it seems that this girl is also kind-hearted and assertive, and she is not afraid of her murder for money.

Xiaoxi in the kitchen naturally didn't know that his old background was about to be exposed.She took the dough in her hand as the two little "fraudsters" who committed crimes at home, and kneaded it vigorously.

After a while, she suddenly stopped moving, glanced bewilderedly at the dough that was so bright that it felt vaguely covered with batter, and smiled helplessly.Why are you competing with two guys who can't speak!It's funny when you think about it yourself.

When the dough wakes up to twice its size and honeycomb-shaped pores appear at the bottom, continue to knead to exhaust air, then knead into long strips, and divide into four equal parts.After the surface agent relaxes, flatten it with your hands, then make a fist with your palm, press against the middle, expand outward while pressing to form a dimple, and then press the edge with your fingers.Then use a pouch needle to pierce a circular spiral pattern.

This is the most famous naan cake in Xinjiang Province.Xiaoxi is a bit unfamiliar. In the previous life, it was the most important kind of food in Datang, but at that time, it had another name - Hubing.

The small naan cakes are brushed with milk and egg liquid, sprinkled with a thick layer of white sesame, and then baked in a naan box.Under the high-temperature roasting, the corners of Nang Bin gradually become full and round.

"Huhu——" The steaming naan bread was taken out of the oven, with the fragrance of grains and the smell of fireworks, the outside was burnt brown, but the inside was still soft.

Gently break it with your hands, making a crisp sound, which drives the sesame seeds to fly.

"Oh, I'm lucky again today." The proprietress sniffed the aroma constantly coming out of the kitchen, and smiled.People in Xinjiang have two things they can't help but eat, one is mutton, and the other... is this naan bread.The naan cakes made by Xiaoxi are really delicious just by smelling them.

As soon as the time came, guests came to the restaurant one after another.The school not far from noon also closed, and the students who were tired of eating in the cafeteria stepped into the restaurant in twos and threes.

As soon as he approached the gate, he took a deep breath, and his eyes lit up several times: "Ah—it's naan bread!" Without much guidance, he paid the money in a hurry and went straight to the place where the naan bread was placed.

When the cloth was lifted, the white and fat pancakes were piled up one by one, and they were still steaming, making people stretch out their hands involuntarily.

The students have their own particulars when eating naan bread. They have to divide it into two pieces in the middle. The light and fluffy dough is pulled and divided into two pieces, and the hazy heat comes out, which fascinates the students all at once. glasses.

They didn't care at all, they giggled twice, opened their mouths wide, and bit down from the softest part in the middle.The sesame seeds are like white snow, falling with the biting of the lips and teeth.The noodle cake is between buns and bread. The softness is a bit tougher than cotton, and a little softer than muffin.

Take another bite off the edge and it's a different experience again.The crunchy and crispy sides of the naan are like a carp jumping in the mouth as soon as you take it in. When the tip of the tongue rolls with saliva, it melts into milk and honey water in minutes, soaking into the heart.

This surging and rich taste, like mountains and mountains, shocked the students in an instant.They stood there blankly, except for the same chewing movements and intoxicated expressions, everything around them seemed to have nothing to do with them...

"Boys! Do you still want to eat?!" The proprietress knocked on the cash register with the rolling pin in her hand, staring at the few people precisely under the glasses, and shouted.

"Yes, yes!" The students came to their senses suddenly, and they rushed up to pick up their dinner plates and lined up.It's just that the sight is still reluctant to part with the stack of naan bread...

The proprietress pushed her glasses angrily: "I can't run away, and I'm still staring at you..."

　Today's state of you little writers with disabilities and strong will: wake up early in the morning, open your mouth, and enjoy yourself.Because I really reached that step, even Baojuan couldn't shout out... It's hateful, I should buy a button in advance, and press it when I want to drink water.The source of infection at the head of the house has turned negative, but I still have two clear bars.Remind my Baozi readers, everyone must take good precautions!This virus is really not comparable to a cold...

　　Alright, your little writer who hit the street is out of spirit again, so I went to rest~~~
　　
　
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