Zhang Yanming’s tradition of feeding dogs is to add steamed buns and cooked chicken liver, chop them up and mix well. Or pig lungs.

After preparing supper for Niu Niu, he brought it over to eat. Zhang Yanming went to look at the wake-up box and washed his hands.

"Second brother, how do you eat this? Where can I mix it? Or just fish it out directly?"

"Mix, eat meat first, and then eat vegetables after you finish. You can eat whatever you want, and there are no rigid regulations for this."

"Grandma, is it so spicy? I saw the peppers."

"Grandma, give it a try." Zhang Ma picked up a piece of meat and put it in her mouth.

"It's okay, the peppercorn tastes a bit strong, but it's acceptable. It's not too spicy, it's a bit spicy." A piece of meat was picked up for the little girl.

"I want to eat potatoes."

"Okay, eat potatoes. Eat the meat first. Source of this article: Bokan Novel Network. The meat made by your father is so tender, unlike the ones you make are hard, and they are so delicious."

The little girl looked at her grandmother with a little doubt, then turned her head to look at her father, blinked her big eyes, picked up the slices of meat and put them in her mouth, and bit them, her eyes lit up: "Huh? It's true."

Usually, people in Northeast China will cut the meat and put it in the pot directly. The fried meat slices are hard and old, very chewy, and children don’t like to eat it very much. They can’t bite it. Therefore, most children in Northeast China like to eat fatty meat or pork belly, which is easy to bite and fragrant.

"Is it better than your hard bridge?" Zhang's mother turned her head and asked Zhang's father.

"What's wrong with being hard? Who doesn't fry that much? Isn't it so good to eat it for hundreds or thousands of years?"

"It's different, each has its own benefits. I really like to eat fried by my dad." Zhang Yanming added a point to his dad.

Zhang Yanhui also nodded: "It's okay to eat this occasionally...boko                                                     �

The little girl stuck out her tongue: "It's a little spicy, it's stingy. Grandma, am I poisoned? My tongue is numb."

Everyone laughed, and Zhang's mother picked up a piece of potato for her: "I know a lot, and I know it's poisoning. No, I put peppercorns. Eating this thing is good for the body and removes moisture."

Wang Jiahui said: "I thought I was the only one who felt numb, so I didn't have the nerve to say it."

Zhang Yanming said: "Just get used to it, peppercorns are good things. Try to put them in as little as possible. If it is authentic, you will probably not be able to eat it."

"It's okay, the first two bites are a little responsive. Ning Xinan remembers to read this site for favorites. The update here is really fast. It feels good and fresh. I thought the dish boiled in white water was not very interesting." Dad Zhang nodded while eating.

"There is a taste in one place, and the differences in customs and eating habits are too big."

"It's not just about diet, but actually there are different aspects, and even different ideas."

"Well, we have to hide from playing a little mahjong and fined it. This is a spontaneous cultural and entertainment activity for the people in the south, and it is open and upright."

While chatting, I ate, cleaned the table, cleaned the dishes and cleaned the timer of the wake-up box.

"Called." Li Wulan reminded him.

Zhang Yanming nodded: "Take it out, don't move the wake-up box. You poke it with your fingers. If you don't rebound, you'll wake up. After that, knead the dough."

Li Wulan poked the dough with her finger a few times: "Hey, it really doesn't rebound, shouldn't it be more and more elastic?"...,

"Two things are, this is the first stage. You knead it, knead it, then divide it into four equal parts and wrap it in plastic wrap, and leave it for twenty minutes."

Li Wulan and Wang Jiahui followed Zhang Yanming's instructions and kneaded the dough carefully for a while, divided it into four equal parts with electronic weighing, wrapped it with plastic wrap: "Just put it here like this?"

"Well, just leave it there for twenty minutes."

"It's not easy to do anything, it's really troublesome." Zhang's mother walked in with her eldest granddaughter in: "It's too slow, I think we're anxious?"

Zhang Yanming smiled and said, "Sometimes I think, how did I invent these practices? They are complex and accurate. You said there are no clocks and how did you calculate the time?"

Zhang Yanhui leaned against the door frame: "It's accumulated bit by bit, and it's gradually improved over hundreds or thousands of years. Do you think it was invented in an instant? There is only one possibility. That person returned from modern times through time and space."

Zhang Yanming nodded. Source of this article: Bokan Novel Network. Recognizes this statement: "Time plus wisdom creates miracles."

Zhang’s mother praised Zhang Yanming: “It’s still Erming’s work smoothly. The kitchen is always clean and tidy. It turns out that in the kitchen above, I feel upset every day. Your father is the most sloppy and there is no time to clean up the profits.”

Dad Zhang glanced at Zhang's mother: "There are so many things to eat ready-made all day long. Why don't you do it if you think I'm?"

"Grandma, don't argue with grandpa. You quarrel all day long, quarrel all day long, and you have nothing to do?" The little girl held Zhang's face and frowned and muttered.

"Okay, listen to my eldest granddaughter, we are not as rare as him."

Zhang's father was stunned and turned his head to ask, "Just wait like this? Can't you just do it directly?"

Zhang Yanming shook his head: "No, this is actually fermenting, letting the noodles relax, and then putting on the strength to bake the bread. If the noodles are baked directly, they will be a dead gnocchi."

"Don't you need to prepare the cake tomorrow?" Zhang Ma suddenly remembered this.

"I bought the shelf...boko                                                           

"What to use? How do you take it?"

"Just use this cake box, divide it into five boxes, and just take the box back and it can still be used."

"You have calculated the time, how bad is it that it will be delayed? Can you do it in the future?"

"Don't worry, sir, it's definitely impossible to delay."

"Hehe, Dad calls me Grandma, sir, please pay me my respects."

"Let's go, let's watch TV and ignore them." Zhang Ma carried the little girl to the living room.

After talking for a while, twenty minutes passed. Zhang Yanming went to the dough and pressed: "Okay, let's do it, let's go together. Divide a dough into three equal parts, then knead it into a ball, and roll it into a long tongue shape."

While talking about Zhang Yanming, he demonstrated. Ning Xinan remembers to read this site for favorites. It is very fast to update here. Knead the dough and divide the ingredients, and then knead it and roll it into long strips with the same width as the mold.

"Then roll it up. If you want to put something else, add it at this time, put it on the noodles and roll it again. Do you have raisins at home?"

"Yes." Li Wulan ran out and grabbed a handful of raisins.

"Just sprinkle it on the rolled dough, it's a little casual, there's no standard." Zhang Yanming grabbed some raisins and threw it on the dough, then rolled it up and put it in the mold with the oil brushed: "Three are just one mold, you can make four."

After Li Wulan and Wang Jiahui were all done, Zhang Yanming went to check the wake-up box: "Put it in for another hour, and you can bake it directly after it comes out this time."

Zhang Yanhui's face twitched: "It will take another hour? How long will it take to bake?"

"Forty minutes. Preheat the oven before baking, two."

"That's, how many breads will take four hours?"

"Almost, this kind of toast should be slower, and the process is the most complicated. Baking other toast is easier than this, and it is much faster."
Chapter completed!