Boil jiaozi patent

It feels better to eat upside down, and it's not as delicious as jiaozi.

I think the first half sentence is extremely correct, and the second half sentence is different from what the "hero" saw. There are many delicious things in the world than in jiaozi. But my parents are native Shandongers, and they have a kind of worship for jiaozi. If you can't eat jiaozi for a long time, even if it is delicious every day, it is pitiful enough.

Bao jiaozi is too much trouble. Not all dishes can be stuffed, only those that are spicy and fragrant, such as leeks and fennel. This dish has many leaves, tender and long, so it needs to be selected. Choosing is time-consuming. Pinch off the yellow leaves and cut off the old roots ... The monotonous and boring process has worn people's endurance thin. I was tired before I started. Of course, there are also dishes that don't need to be "selected", such as lentils, but they should be scalded first and then chopped; For example, zucchini needs to be rubbed and wrung out with water. ...

Now that you have a meat grinder, you don't have to worry about the fine grinding of meat stuffing (washing blades and barrels is also very nerve-racking), so don't say it.

Then mix the dough. Because if you do it occasionally, neither soft nor hard will get a score. Fortunately, the hard surface is not difficult to remedy. The process is not over until the outline of that surface is several times larger than the predetermined area. Then cover it with wet cloth and wait for it to "wake up" like a hibernating bear.

It's time to pour water into the meat stuffing. You have to stir clockwise, but you can't cut corners. It was not until the wrist was like a lead bracelet that it barely qualified.

I can finally wrap it.

Picking noodles is a technical job. Mom always said that you can't cut with a knife. It's made of iron and exquisite. I can't figure it out, shouldn't all the vegetables and noodles I eat on weekdays be stained with iron? Why is it so extensive and so exquisite? Perhaps this brings out the nobility of jiaozi.

My husband is in charge of the preliminary preparation, and I contract the later project. His face-to-face technique is ineffective and fluctuates frequently. You said the dose was small, so he kept two big ones. When you said it was big, he immediately tore two small ones ... I don't know if it was modesty or deliberate mischief. In our constant feedback adjustment, Jiaozi it runs in the family.

The technology of rolling leather is not flattering, and the biggest defect is that it is not round. The dough maker's left thumb is too persistent, which makes a certain part of the dough stressed. When he handed it to you, the dough looked perfect Pull the bag a little, and it will crack like a ripe pomegranate, but the green content will be exposed.

What shall we do? Roll up another big page, wrap the broken jiaozi like a baby, and mend it before it's too late. It's just that no one likes to eat this kind of double-reed jiaozi, and it's not easy to make.

I'll put a patch on it and put a small piece of noodles on the broken place in jiaozi. It looked right at the time, but I dropped it when I was cooking. Not original. When it is tested, there will be a gap.

Every time the bag comes to the end, I gradually feel nervous. What I am afraid of is the contradiction between supply and demand such as more stuffing and less noodles. If there is too much stuffing, you need to mix the dough again. If there are too many noodles, pull them into a few noodles and throw them into the last boiled water at will.

Jiaozi is hard to serve one by one, and it needs to be cooked in the pot. Hunger is like a drum, whoever cooks will eat the last. This is a test moment of family life. I'm usually the protagonist.

Being jiaozi is exquisite. Open the lid and cook the skin, cover the lid and cook the stuffing ... every time I say it, it's like a spell.

Point three or four backwaters into the pot, and jiaozi can be removed from the dish. Then put the garlic cloves peeled during busy hours with the vinegar juice on the table, and you're done.

Jiaozi can't be cooked too lightly. The leaves stand upright in the dumpling skin. If you eat them, you will have diarrhea. Don't overcook it, it will turn into vegetable paste, which is baby food.

There are many small details, such as "squeezed" jiaozi is more delicious than wrapped jiaozi. "Squeezing" refers to making a card with the thumb and forefinger of both hands, so that the arrangement of skin and stuffing is structurally recombined and integrated. I feel good when I eat it. This is a patent of Shandong people. You have to be an expert, but most people are not good at it.

How tedious it is to eat jiaozi! It is a heroic act of the family catering industry and a novel in the homework of housewives. It takes a lot of energy and preparation to dare to practice. Two people have to help each other in the same boat, and Qi Xin works together.

So I won't eat jiaozi. Of course, this is not the case during the Spring Festival. No matter how busy you are, you should have good luck.

My mother is in Shijiazhuang. One day a tourist in Shijiazhuang said that your mother asked me to bring you something.

I untied the plastic bag and took out a box. take off a lid ...

A lunch box full of jiaozi!

The old man got up in the middle of the night to chop dough and stuffing, and was busy for a long time. Rinse with cold water after cooking, make sure it doesn't stick to your hands, and then box it. It is 600 miles from Shijiazhuang to Beijing!

Some people say.

In an instant, my tears poured out of my eyes like the tide. I am embarrassed to shed tears in front of strangers. I forced a smile and said, my mother is really, not the old society. She sent me to jiaozi hundreds of miles away and thought I was hungry and cold!

The man stared at me and said, bite! Your mother is afraid of salt and light.

I ate a jiaozi quickly, but it didn't taste anything. My throat is very hot, like a piece of red charcoal stuck there, and other feelings can't compare with this heat.

"Not salty or light, just right." I said.

Your mother said you were too poor to eat jiaozi. The man said.

My father died, leaving my mother alone. We are far away and can't be filial. My mother still takes care of her grown-up daughter like this. In the bleak and lonely morning, a person gets up wearing clothes and rolls his clothes alone ... only a few pieces of skin can be rolled at a time, and if one more person can't wrap it, it will wrinkle. Mother is very picky about the quality of jiaozi. She must have wrapped a lot of jiaozi for a long time ... Maybe she will cook some in a small pot first ... She always said that my taste is heavier than hers, and I must think the salt is moderate, and then add a handful of salt ... After thinking about it, I am afraid of salty and uneasy. ...

I will go back to Shijiazhuang in a couple of days. I told your mother that you really like the jiaozi she wrapped. The bearer said to me thoughtfully.

"Don't! Don't! " I am in a hurry. "Just tell my mom that jiaozi was brought from Shijiazhuang. It's too far away, and it's rotten. I can't eat. "

Can't you? The man leaned down suspiciously and smelled it. Say, there's nothing but smell!

I said, "Please, go ahead. Otherwise, my mother will take jiaozi in the future. "

He paused for a moment and said, it's up to you.

That box of jiaozi is round, typical of "squeezing" jiaozi.