Chapter 110： Soy milk, siu mai, steamed buns

Dice pork, chicken, and fresh bamboo shoots, and make the pork diced slightly larger than the chicken diced and the chicken diced slightly larger than the bamboo shoot.

Then it is stir-fried in a pot. The same is done with the pork diced fry first, then the chicken diced, and finally the bamboo shoots are added. After the seasoning, the juice is collected. It is really fragrant and overflowing.

Just watching Feng Yifan stir the stuffing made Lin Ruifeng swallow.

Then, Feng Yifan processed the green vegetables again, cutting the leaves and stems apart.

Vegetable leaves should be boiled in boiling water, and a little alkali should be added. The boiled vegetable leaves should be rinsed with cold water. After that, all the water is drained and chopped into colored mud. The excess water is also squeezed out, and then mixed with steamed glutinous rice to season and mix well.

Cut the ham into fine cubes and set aside.

While doing this, the small red beans are also steamed with white sugar, and finally crushed in a blender to make homemade bean paste.

The made red bean paste is also fragrant and fragrant. Feng Ruoruo couldn't help watching from the side. She quietly pulled her father's clothes and whispered to her father, "Dad, give Ruoruo a taste."

Seeing her daughter avoiding Lin Ruifeng's gaze, she said to herself very carefully and lightly, Feng Yifan also suddenly laughed.

Next, Feng Yifan quietly used a small spoon to make a little red bean paste for his daughter to taste.

"What do you think? Is it sweet? Do you need to add more sugar?"

After Feng Ruoruo tasted it, she felt that the rustling was very delicious, and said with a smile, "It's delicious, don't add sugar."

Feng Yifan nodded and said, "Okay, then we are basically ready and can start."

Of course, this is only the preliminary preparations, and more things need to be done next. In addition, the miscellaneous soy milk needs to be boiled. The whole process is almost busy by Feng Yifan.

Of course, Feng Yifan prepared all kinds of ingredients when cooking soy milk, and he also instructed Lin Ruifeng to try it.

"This kind of soy milk, if you want to save trouble, the easiest way is to get a machine with breaking function. That kind of foolish operation, one-click to cook all the broken body, you can save your own body. Foam, these tedious processes."

Lin Ruifeng asked strangely: "Master, can we use traditional snacks like these new things?"

Feng Yifan smiled: "Why are you more traditional than me? Let's not stick to the form. Many modern technological developments can reduce a lot of our tedious process. Why can't we use it?"

Lin Ruifeng suddenly felt very reasonable, nodded and said: "Well, good master, I understand."

Let Lin Ruifeng guard the boiled soy milk, and Feng Yifan began to prepare to pack Shao Mai and steamed buns.

Because it takes some time to make noodles, he first made siu mai.

Re-kneading the noodles. This time, when making the noodles, add the water of the vegetable leaves that was squeezed out before, and dye the dough blue-green.

Seeing the dough turned turquoise, Feng Ruoruo immediately clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Ah, it's so beautiful, it's turquoise."

Feng Yifan is reconciling, so naturally he wants to play with his daughter.

Then he took out a small rolling pin and began to roll the scallops.

Lin Ruifeng, who was standing aside, watched, but the dough tablets that Feng Yifan seemed to grab with his hands were almost all the same size, and then turned into very thin doughs under the rolling pin of his small rolling pin.

After rolling out the skin, Feng Yifan picked up a dough smaller than a palm and put the mixed filling into it.

Then, I saw Feng Yifan holding it lightly in his palm, and finally he took out the siu-mai shape, placed it on the chopping board and shaped it slightly, and then decorated it with small diced ham.

In this way, a small siu mai is as beautiful as a small turquoise vase.

Feng Ruoruo saw that his father had made it, so he couldn't help but take a closer look. After looking at it for a long time, he said, "Dad, this is so beautiful."

Next, the little girl also learned everything, and even wanted to do it by herself, but the deviation was relatively large.

"Oh, Dad, Ruoruo can't do this well."

Feng Yifan smiled and comforted his daughter: "It's okay. If you are still young, you will definitely do better when you grow up in the future. This is already great now."

was encouraged by her father, the little girl felt very happy, and then continued to knead the dough on her hands.

It really made the little girl squeeze out a shape similar to that of Dad’s siu-mai. Feng Ruoruo suddenly shouted with excitement: “Look at it, Dad. Ruoruo has made it too. It looks very similar to Dad’s.”

Feng Yifan glanced at it naturally and complimented: "Ruoruo baby is awesome, very powerful."

The little girl also showed it to Uncle Xiaolin who was cooking miscellaneous soy milk: "Uncle Xiaolin, look at it, if you make it, is it the same as Dad?"

Lin Ruifeng responded with a smile: "Wow, if it's really good, I learned it so quickly."

Feng Yifan worked very fast, especially when he found the feeling of making siu-mai, and it was quick to do it later. In a blink of an eye, he wrapped two cages, and immediately steamed the two cages.

When steaming the siumai, the dough has almost been proofed, and Feng Yifan took the dough out of the basin again.

After proofing, the dough became more fluffy and soft, and it became a lot bigger all at once.

Feng Ruoruo suddenly exclaimed when he saw it, "The face has become so big."

Feng Yifan smiled and brought her daughter's small bowl over. As a result, Feng Ruoruo's dough was also very big, and it was already beyond the small bowl, which made the little girl's eyes wide open and feel incredible.

surprised her daughter a little digestion, Feng Yifan taught her what to do next.

"Ruoruo, you are optimistic about your father, you have to knead the dough like your father did, and get rid of all the air in it, so that you can start making buns with skins."

Feng Ruoruo is young and has very small hands, but he still works hard to be like his father. But the waking dough was very sticky, and soon the little girl was full of hands.

Feng Ruoruo shook the sticky noodles on his hands, and shouted: "Dad, help Ruoruo quickly, I can't get this down."

Seeing her daughter's appearance, Feng Yifan patiently taught her daughter: "Like this, add a little flour, and then you knead hard like this, and slowly you can see that there is nothing on your hands."

Feng Ruoruo, under the guidance of his father, after kneading, all the sticky noodles on his hands returned to the dough.

"Hehehe, Dad is amazing."

Because of the delay in teaching her daughter, the siu mai on the pot was already steamed, Feng Yifan simply brought the siu mai down and then started to put the buns into the steamer.

While Lin Ruifeng looked at Feng Yifan's buns, he was a little surprised, because Feng Yifan didn't even use a rolling pin to roll the skin.

Feng Yifan still pulls the dough pieces of the same size each time, but instead of rolling out the dough this time, he patted the dough smoothly, and the dough pieces were photographed in this way.

Looking at Lin Ruifeng, he felt an unspeakable sense of freedom.

And the process of Feng Yifan making buns is more like a work of art making, and Lin Ruifeng was completely stunned.

One twist, two squeezes, three mentions, four turns.

After four steps of skillfulness, a perfectly white and tender bun was in Feng Yifan's palm, and he placed it in the cage.

All the process is very fast, there is almost no stagnation, it is almost like assembly line processing.

But every steamed bun is placed in a cage, in Lin Ruifeng's view, they are almost exactly the same.

While Lin Ruifeng was amazed, I heard Feng Ruoruo's protest: "Oh, Dad, you are too difficult, you do it so fast, Ruoruo can't learn it at all."

Feng Yifan continued to pack while comforting his daughter: "This is a bit difficult, and my father will teach Ruoruo seriously in the future. Dad has to make it quickly, otherwise it's too late, and grandpa, grandpa, grandma and mother will get up."

When he heard his father say this, Feng Ruoruo reacted, suffocating his cheeks, and started urging his father: "Then father, do it quickly, Ruoruo obediently stop talking and disturb you."

Feng Yifan smiled and said to his daughter: "Okay, thank you Ruoruo for your understanding."

After comforting his daughter, Feng Yifan naturally speeded up the rhythm, and quickly wrapped the two baskets of buns of various colors, and then put them on the pot and started steaming.