Nongmen red bean is the most acacia

Chapter 703 Chestnut Chicken and Potstickers (Chapter 7)
Hongdou didn't know what the Zhou family was talking about, and even if she did, she would just sneer.

Whether you are blessed or not is not up to Mrs. Zhou.

There were quite a lot of fur balls in two baskets, and the four of them didn't finish peeling them until it was dark.

The main thing is to prevent being stabbed, otherwise the speed will be much faster.

As long as the peeled chestnuts are stored properly, they can be stored for a long time without worrying about them being damaged.

Seeing that it was already getting late, Gu Changping said, "It's a bit late to stir-fry chestnuts today, should we wait until tomorrow?"

Hong Dou also thinks that fried chestnuts with sugar are the most delicious when they are just out of the pan, and they also nodded in agreement when they heard this, "Then let's make it tomorrow."

Although I want to eat it very much, but the delicious food needs to wait, and Hong Dou still understands this.

Seeing the red beans disappointed, Gu Changping smiled and said, "Although you can't make sugar-fried chestnuts anymore, you can still make chestnut porridge. If you want to eat stewed chicken with chestnuts, you can also make one."

Hearing this, Hongdou's little disappointment disappeared instantly, and she happily ran to the kitchen with the chestnuts she had peeled.

Raw chestnuts are very difficult to peel, and no one would do such a thankless thing.

So Red Bean made a basin of water, poured some chestnuts into it and washed it.

After washing, use a knife to make a small cut on each chestnut, and then put it into the pot to cook.

After the chestnuts are cooked, it is much easier to shell them.

Put the chestnut on the tip of the thumb and index finger, and with a little force, the chestnut skin will split along the small opening.

Hongdou and Gu Zian were peeling chestnuts, and Gu Changping had already cleaned the pot.

Add water and rice to the small pot and cook, heat the pot and put oil in the big pot, ready to fry the chicken.

The chestnuts have not been sown yet, and the spicy taste of the fried chicken has already hit the forehead.

In order to allow Gu Changping to show his talents, the stoves in the new kitchen are much more professional than the previous ones. The fire is fast and vigorous, and it takes only a minute to cook a vegetable.

Of course, only Gu Changping can use this kind of stove, if the three of them get started, the dishes will probably just get stuck in the bottom of the pot.

If the fire is strong and the pot is strong, the chicken will be cooked faster.

The chestnuts had just been peeled, and Gu Changping was about to go there, and put more than half of them into the pot.

After stir frying a few times, Gu Changping put the lid on the pot, "Okay, let's simmer for a quarter of an hour, and we can eat. Should we eat noodles or steamed buns?"

"Isn't the porridge already cooked, or let's eat pancakes! Cornmeal with pancakes!" Hongdou said with a smile.

Gu Changping laughed immediately when he heard the words, and ordered some red beans, "Then hurry up, don't blame me if you can't eat."

As soon as Gu Changping agreed, Hongdou hurriedly brought out cornmeal from the supermarket.

Gu Changping kneaded the noodles really quickly. His hands were like the most accurate electronic scales. He grabbed a few times seemingly randomly, and the proportion of the noodles was indeed just right.

The ratio of cornmeal to white flour is two to one, then put a glass of milk, two eggs, add a little bit of salt, and finally add an appropriate amount of water and stir well.

It is not necessary to knead the dough into a dough for pasting pancakes, but to make a thicker paste.

I saw Gu Changping lifted the lid of the pot and put it aside, grabbed a handful of mush with one hand, and put it along the side of the pot.

The sticky and shapeless paste was drawn down the iron pan. In the process, it was shaped by the heat in the pan and stopped three fingers away from the dishes in the pan.

But after a while, a circle of pancakes had already been pasted in the iron pan.

(End of this chapter)