Chapter 55

Just as Tang Zhen and her friends were impressed by her Kung Fu, Jian Yan suddenly stopped and looked at her with a smile.

"Uncle Tang, where are the ingredients?"

"If you want ingredients, I'll get them for you."

Tang Zhen ran to another cooking table with a big belly and brought a shelf.

"It's all here."

There are more than twenty bottles and cans on the shelf, all transparent. I don't know the rest except the spices in a few cans.

This time she didn't ask, but tasted the seasoning in the jar one by one, then continued to move her hand and put the seasoning on the cut fish.

Then he shook his tail with skillful strength.

The part of the fish that was cut into silk suddenly bloomed like a flower and stood up like thorns.

The fish shaped with starch should be immediately fried in the pot, otherwise the changed Dao Wen will stick together after the dry starch is wet, which will affect the shape and beauty.

In short, in order to have the strength to lift the spoon, she also learned family martial arts with her father. Even if she learned to love beauty and began to consciously maintain her hands, she inevitably left a thick cocoon on her hands.

How thick is it?

Thick enough to feel no oil, mild pain.

But that's the old Jian Yan. Now Jian Yan has a pair of beautiful white hands.

Fingers are as slender as onion tubes.

Nails are healthy and beautiful light pink.

Of course, in short, the original hands were not only cocooned, but also beautiful enough to make hand models, no worse than her present hands.

But now the hands have no cocoons, soft as if they have no bones.

Feel great.

It is also sensitive to oil temperature.

So, Tang Zhen and them saw Jian Yan put his hand two centimeters above the oil pan. After a while, they took back his hand, picked up the fish in the plate and put it into the oil pan.

"What is this?"

"Deep fried."

In short, the squirrel fish to be made is a kind of Suzhou cuisine, which is named because it looks like a squirrel.

In short, I was too free. In the process of frying fish, I not only told the curious Tang Zhen about the origin of Squirrel Fish, but also directed them to shred potatoes, smash cucumbers, pick cabbage, wash and drain, and cut purple crispy fruit into silk and put it aside for her to use.

Tang Zhen they are willing to help, but they have doubts about the existence of earth ball.

Chef Luo Luoyang, who is about the same age as Tang Zhen, couldn't help reminding, "little girl Jane, I tell you, earth balls can't be eaten..."

"Just tell me to be brief."

It's strange to hear that little girl Jane has goose bumps.

"Why can't earth balls be eaten?"

Potatoes are good food for the people. They look ugly, but in fact they can be eaten in a variety of ways.

Suitable for people of all ages.

The most important thing is that this food has high yield and low price.

It can also serve as a staple food.

She didn't understand why such a good potato should be so excluded, and took such an ugly name as earth ball.

"Earth balls are poisonous."

"Potatoes are really poisonous, but they produce toxins only when the skin is green and sprouts. I saw that the earth ball I took out is not poisonous and can be eaten at ease."

Tang Zhen listened to Jian Yan's words. Somehow, he suddenly turned red, with an irrecoverable eagerness in his eyes, "are you serious?"

"I can't help it."

Tang Zhen's eyes flickered and said, "how do you cut the earth ball? I'll cut it for you. "

"Peel and shred."

"I see."