Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 91
Fubao is only three years old, and his teeth have not grown hard. Chen Pandi is afraid that Fubao's teeth will be broken, so the pancakes he usually makes are made of leavened dough. The pancakes made this way are crispy and loose, and have a good taste.

He took two or three taels of beef, and Chen Pandi chopped it finely, and stomped it into minced meat. He added egg white, soy sauce, sugar, pepper, sesame oil, minced green onion and ginger to the meat stuffing, mixed it well, and poured some pepper water Stir until vigorous.

Divide the dough into small portions, wrap the meat stuffing, roll out into long round slices, sprinkle sesame seeds on top, pour a little oil into the pan, put the pancakes in, and fry until golden brown, then turn over and fry until golden on both sides , it will be out of the pot.

The moment it comes out of the pot, the aroma of sesame seeds, fried oil, mixed with the smell of meat, is so strong that it almost overwhelms the whole Shuijia.

Even adults are drooling, let alone a few small ones.

Erya chewed the steamed buns in her mouth fiercely, then drank the millet porridge as if venting her anger, making her voice so loud.

Laoshi glanced over with sharp eyes, and slapped the chopsticks on the table fiercely: "If you don't want to eat, get out!"

Erya jumped in fright, then ate the porridge obediently, and never acted like a demon again.

Liu Zhong nibbled on the steamed bun obediently, and a look of jealousy flashed in his downcast eyes.

"Here you go, baby, are you starving? Auntie brought your biscuits. Smell them. Does it smell good?"

Chen Pandi ran over with a beam of delicious beef pancakes, put them in front of Fubao's special place, and then took Fubao who was drinking porridge from Laoshi's hands: "Mother, you eat your own, I will help you eat." Hug Fubao, if Fubao dries up after eating pancakes, drink some milk along the way, it is more nutritious than porridge and quenches thirst."

At first, Laoshi wanted to say no, but after hearing that Fubao was being given milk, he stopped talking.

Chen Pandi smiled triumphantly, and secretly gave himself a thumbs up.

It is not easy to snatch Fubao from the mother-in-law.

"Fubao, do you want to drink some milk first and then eat cakes?" Chen Pandi looked at Fubao with a smile, and then began to undress as if no one else was there.

"First this cake."

Fu Bao was so frightened that Little Rouzhuo was going to grab the meatloaf, just kidding, it would be embarrassing enough to drink milk at the age of three, and she has to drink it in front of so many people, is she shameless?
"Oh, don't burn it, my uncle will help you."

Chen Pandi didn't care about tearing his clothes anymore, and quickly reached out to help Fu Bao get pancakes.

In order to take care of Fubao, Chen Pandi cut the cake into small pieces, about the size of an adult's thumb, just for Fubao to take a bite.

Two thin layers of golden crispy noodles are sandwiched with a thick layer of oily beef, which is so crispy and fragrant that even the tongue will eat it.

Fu Bao ate a piece and his mouth became greasy.

"Okay. Grandpa and grandma, uncle and mother, aunt and aunt, brother and brother, uncle and uncle, parents."

Fubao is a good kid, always willing to share something delicious.

She didn't give up a few cousins, and if she did, it was in vain. Lao Shi would not let them eat.

Old Man Shui looked at Fu Bao lovingly, and said with a smile, "Fu Bao can eat by himself, grandpa loves big steamed buns, he is very hungry."

Fearing that Fubao would not believe it, he took a big mouthful of the steamed bun.

Fu Bao looked at Lao Shi again, Lao Shi didn't want to shake Fu Bao's filial piety, took a small piece of meat pie, tasted it, nodded and said: "It's delicious, I've eaten milk, Fu Bao eats it."

Fu Bao looked at the people whose names were called one by one, except for her cheeky parents, everyone shook their heads and refused to eat them, just like the old man Shui said that he loves steamed buns.

Shui Shou just grabbed a handful, fed a piece of Chuyun, and ate a piece for himself. The husband and wife ate with affection and sweetness, as if there was no one else around.

(End of this chapter)