Dashan Orchard 1988

Chapter 43 Steaming steamed buns is a technical job (Update [-])

Steaming steamed buns is actually a technical job.

In other words, steaming steamed buns is not a simple matter.

Unlike later generations where everything was done with meticulous processes, both steamed buns and steamed buns are steamed very well.

In this era, being able to steam steamed buns well is the most basic consideration for a woman's cooking ability.

For weddings and funerals here, you have to carry steamed buns to give gifts. If the steamed buns of the wife at home are not steamed well, she will either have a grin on her face or have bruises, then she cannot give them to others.

Otherwise, others will laugh out loud.

People in the village, especially women, compete on everything and all the time.

It’s better than food, clothing, housing, and everyone’s sewing, tea and food.

I'm sorry if someone's daughter-in-law doesn't have enough to eat and drink, but even if your family is extremely rich, she will still be a pitiable person in the eyes of the villagers.

Secretly I look down on you at all.

If a woman doesn't have enough food and drink, she won't even be able to make friends with anyone who can talk to her in the village.

Everyone will subconsciously think that she is not good, and they will despise her for no reason.

So these days, there may be people in the city who don't know how to cook, but in the countryside, everyone is a good cook.

Every child who was born in the countryside in the 80s remembers that his mother cooked all the food he ate, and rarely saw his father.

This is the characteristic of the times.

Li Muyang is one of the few men who can steam buns well.

He didn't have a wife to do anything, and his mother was paralyzed in bed, so he didn't have to do it himself.

We can't keep my mother's body like this and still suffer from pimples.

Buckwheat noodles and cornmeal are hard enough to digest and are bad for the stomach. If they are still pimples, normal people can't stand them, let alone a body like my mother's.

There are two most important aspects of steaming steamed buns or steamed buns, one is the ratio of raw dough to risen dough, and the other is the temperature rise rate and steam control.

Generally speaking, the ratio of leavened dough to raw dough is about 1:1, but this depends on whether it is flour ground from new wheat or old wheat.

If it is new wheat, the proportion of dough can be more, because the new flour is easier to ferment.

On the contrary, it is more difficult for stale noodles to ferment, so when mixing, the proportion of fermented noodles should be slightly more, otherwise the steamed buns will be lifeless and not tasty.

As for how to control the proportion, it depends on the degree of old and new.

In addition to the proportion of noodles, when steaming steamed buns, the heating speed is also very important. Generally, you have to wait until the pot is very boiling, put the steamed buns in, be sure to surround them with a damp cloth, and then heat them up quickly.

Once the temperature rises slowly, the steamed buns will be flat and have pits on them.

After the temperature rises to ten minutes, stop for a while and let the steam slowly steam the buns. Do not heat it up all the time, otherwise the water at the bottom of the pot will be evaporated directly.

The last step is to collect your energy.

This time is very important. You should wait until the steam becomes as small as possible before opening the cage. If you lift the cage directly, the steamed buns will come out green and small.

The second reason is that it is ugly, but the main thing is that it is inedible.

It's so hard that I can't even bite it.

People are trained slowly. When Li Muyang was learning to steam steamed buns in his previous life, he had countless pimples. Every time he ate the rotten steamed buns with tears in his eyes, which made the dogs frown.

Now, sitting in the kitchen, he seems to be at ease.

Don't worry at all.

After steaming for more than 20 minutes, the steam that comes out already has the aroma of steamed buns. It cannot be contained in a small kitchen and permeates the air, soon filling the surrounding space with an alluring smell.

"Brother~, the buns are ready, I can smell them!"

Li Xiangqin shouted in the room over there.

"There are still a few minutes, you are really in a hurry." "It's not that I'm in a hurry, it's because my mother is hungry, and I just serve as a commanding officer for my mother, haha~"

"Okay, wait."

Li Muyang smiled, stood up and moved the things on the chopping board to make room for the steamer.

After 5 minutes, tear off all the cloth strips wrapped around the steamer, hold the steamer and put it aside. In the mist, a steamer of steamed buns appears in front of you.

Although the buns are not very white because of the soba noodles, the smell of the buns is still very strong. It is indescribable for people who have not eaten meat for a long time to suddenly smell the smell of meat.

Anyway, it is very beautiful.

He padded his hands with a rag, placed the steamer and the buns on the chopping board, and quickly patted each bun with his hands to prevent the buns from sticking to the lining underneath.

Then take out the steamed buns from the second steamer.

There are two layers for steaming things in a large pot. The lower steamer is slightly smaller, the upper one is larger, and can steam nearly 30 buns. The lower one is slightly smaller, usually about 20 buns. One pot can make about 50 buns. .

After the steamed buns came out of the cage, the smell of pheasant stewed with mushrooms in the back pot also came out, and combined with the aroma of the steamed buns, it became even more fragrant.

He opened the back pot, picked up a small piece of meat with chopsticks and tasted it. He found that it was still a bit hard, so he prepared to cook it for another half hour.

Not in a hurry anyway.

The big pot is washed here, and the washbasin and knives on the chopping board are put away. It's about the same time.

Serve the steamed buns and pheasant mushroom soup and bring them to the door of mother's room on a plate.

"Qinqin, help me open the door curtain."

"Come on!"

As soon as the door curtain opened, Li Xiangqin, like a little puppy, put his head over and sniffed around, "Yeah, this smells too good. Brother, I think you should be a cook. It's definitely better than that." Brother Six’s cooking is much more delicious.”

"You'd better not say this to your sixth brother. If he hears it, I won't hold you back when he hits you."

Li Muyang placed the plate on the oilcloth on the kang.

"Mom, try my steamed meat buns. Are they as delicious as yours?"

Yuan Rufeng looked good today. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "It's delicious. It must be better than what mom makes. Mom has never been good at tea and rice. I don't know how many times your grandma told me at that time."

"Haha, my grandma is like that. There are no satisfactory people or things in her eyes. Don't take it to heart."

"What a pity. I have never seen what grandma looks like. Is she as kind as my mother?"

"It's a good thing you didn't see it," Li Muyang said with a smile, "Grandma's temper is much worse than Da's. She would whip us if she didn't stop. Ask the eldest and second brothers who haven't been whipped before."

"So scary?"

Li Xiangqin took a breath and shrank her head.

She has always liked to cry since she was a child, and everyone in her family let her do it. Even her father never whipped her, so it was hard to imagine being beaten by her grandmother with a whip.

The three of them started eating happily.

Li Muyang saw his sister devouring the food and said with a smile, "Don't be in a hurry. Eat slowly. There is plenty in the kitchen, enough for you to eat."

"Oh~oh~oh"

Li Xiangqin was holding a mouthful of buns in her mouth, and her tongue was so stuffed that she couldn't turn around.

Li Muyang gently lifted his mother up, sat up against the railing, blocked her with his own body, and fed her pheasant soup by the spoonful.

He patiently blew the spoon into the spoon to cool it down. Only when the outside of the spoon didn't feel hot did he put it into his mother's mouth.

Just like my mother fed him when she was a child.

　Tomorrow is also the fifth update, I hope to catch up with the recommendations, but if it doesn’t work, I will try my best.

　　


(End of this chapter)