"Do you want to eat your dumplings fried or boiled?" Han Yingxue couldn't make up her mind, so she asked a few younger siblings.

"Sister, dumplings can also be fried and eaten?" Han Yingwu blinked and asked with a pure expression.

"Uh...... "They haven't even eaten fried dumplings."

But think about it, this ancient rural farmer is so poor, they are reluctant to put oil in the dishes, how can they be willing to fry dumplings in oil.

"Then my sister will make fried dumplings for you today!" Han Ying Snow Road.

Since I haven't eaten fried dumplings before, I can let them taste them today.

It's not enough to just eat dumplings, Han Yingxue saw that Zhao Tiangang sent some corn flour, just enough to boil some corn paste and fry two side dishes. This is a very good dinner.

When it was time for dinner, the family was busy again.

Heat the pan and pour some oil into it so that the bottom of the pan is stained with oil.

It's a pity that there is no pan, otherwise it would be more convenient to fry dumplings.

The corn paste is not in a hurry to cook, this thing, hot water boils, put the corn flour in it, stir it a few times with a spatula, and it can be cooked in a few minutes.

Zhao Tiangang brought some cabbage and cucumbers over today.

For dinner, you can stir-fry a plate of cabbage and cucumber cold and eat it.

"Ying Xia, you go and wash the cabbage and cucumbers first." Han Yingxue commanded.

"Good!" Han Yingxia smiled and carried the vegetables in the basket, scooped a basin of water, and brought it outside the house.

"Cher, see if there's anything I can help with!" Zhao Qishan rubbed his hands and asked. As soon as everyone in the family had a job to do, he just stood and always felt a little uncomfortable.

"Uh...... Then you go outside and bring in some fire. ”

"Alas, good!" Zhao Qishan ran out of the house.

What a strange person, let him do something, it is necessary to be happy like this?

"Yingwen, the fire can't be burned too big. Otherwise, the dumplings are easy to burn! Han Yingxue admonished.

"Got it, sister!"

The oil pot quickly heated up, and Han Yingxue neatly arranged the wrapped dumplings in the pot, and a sizzling sound suddenly sounded in the pot.

First it was charred with oil for a while, then a small scoop of water was scooped up, and a layer of water was lifted along the extension of the dumplings arrangement.

Cover the pot and start to suffocate.

The skin of the dumplings is thin, and the water in the bottom of the pot is boiled dry, and the dumplings are cooked. A fragrant smell goes straight to the nose.

Han Yingxia walked in with the washed dishes.

"Sister, are the dumplings fried? So fast? ”

"Well, come, try a few first, sister continue to fry a pot!"

Han Yingxue put the fried dumplings on a plate.

The bottom of the pot is uneven, so there is not a lot of frying in one pot, and you have to fry it again.

After making so many dumplings, Han Yingxue was ready to send some more to Hu Xiaoli and Pan.

Wait for them to eat first, and then fry Hu Xiaoli and Pan's in a pot.

"It smells good, it smells good!" Han Yingwu sniffed hard, and as soon as Han Yingxue put down the plate, he was anxious to kill a dumpling.

"Hot, eat slowly!"

"Hmm!"

"Ying Wen, come over and eat too!" Seeing that Han Yingwen was still sitting in front of the stove hole, Han Yingxue greeted him.

"Sister, I'll eat later, don't worry. Don't you still have to stuff fire in the pot? Han Yingwen said with a smile.

Han Yingwen and Han Yingwu's temperament is very different, one is rough and rough, and the other is quiet. Although Han Yingwen is not very old, she is as sensible as Han Yingxia, which makes her feel very gratified.

"Zhao Qishan, why are you stunned, hurry up and eat!"

"Xue'er, I'm not hungry, I'll wait for you to eat together!"

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