After the first batch of shrimp cakes was fished out, Su Qingluan immediately ordered a new batch to prevent the oil temperature from continuing to rise.
At the same time, in order to prevent the shrimp cakes from being cooked in the middle, she smashed or crushed those that were too thick or large, and passed the oil in the center of the shrimp cakes again to make the surface appear light yellow.
After all the shrimp cakes were fried for the first time, Su Qingluan looked at the volume of shrimp cakes that had emerged from the bowl and couldn't help but sigh: This amount was more than she imagined!
However, the first blast is not enough. In order to achieve the crispy effect, it needs to be fried again.
So she opened the vents as high as possible to make the fire inside the stove burn brighter.
Originally, Su Qingluan thought that it would be enough to explode it again, but it did not achieve the effect she expected, so Su Qingluan had to explode it again.
This time, the originally light yellow shrimp cake had turned yellowish brown, and Su Qingluan ate a medium-sized shrimp cake, especially the shrimp head. The original shrimp stubs had been fried lightly. It breaks into pieces when you sip it, which is completely different from the mouth-piercing texture before.
After the shrimp cakes came out of the pot, Su Qingluan poured the remaining oil into another jar, intending to use the reused re-frying oil as lamp oil.
However, Su Qingluan left a little bit of oil at the bottom of the pot - the stir-fried river prawns just now were a little cold, so it was just right to add the oil used to fry the prawns to the pot.
The pancakes placed in the basket and the porridge placed in the earthen pot were still warm enough, and they were still steaming when they were served to the table.
Su Qingluan shouted at the top of her voice that it was time to eat, and her younger siblings ran over and sat down at the dining table. Yang and Su Guangfu also came later.
It was exactly as Su Qingluan had initially expected. Although the stir-fried river prawns tasted very fresh and sweet, the whiskers of the river prawns were so prickly that the two little guys were pricked after just one bite. Dare to speak.
Su Xueyan looked at the plate of stir-fried river shrimp with tears in her eyes. She opened her mouth aggrievedly and let Su Qingluan look at her lower lip - the mucous membrane inside had been pricked and bleeding.
Although Su Xuanhe didn't cry after being stabbed like his sister, he frowned tightly and would never take a second bite of the stir-fried river shrimp.
Relatively speaking, Su Guangfu and Yang, who have "rough skin and thick flesh", don't have so many scruples. They don't think there is any problem with this bit of pricking their mouths, and they eat with great relish.
As for Su Qingluan, she actually doesn't like the piercing taste of the tentacles of river shrimp, but she is an experienced foodie, so she naturally knows the tricks of pushing the shrimp heads away to avoid being stabbed.
However, this thing can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. Even if Su Qingluan told his younger brothers and sisters that if the two of them could not grasp the angle well, they would still be injured. On the contrary, after being injured, they would be wary and would not eat this kind of river shrimp again. You will be more careful when doing so to avoid further injuries.
What's more, instead of being careful to prevent being stabbed in the mouth, Su Qingluan already has a way to solve it once and for all.
"You two, don't eat those fried river shrimps. Your mouths are too delicate now and you will get pricked easily. You will suffer a lot more sins if you eat that." He said, nodding at the sea bowl with the head of his chopsticks. There were sharp fried shrimp cakes inside, "Try this."
Seeing that the shrimp whiskers were still clearly visible, the two little guys looked more wary than the other. They looked at the fragrant fried shrimp cakes, but one was more reserved than the other and refused to move their chopsticks first.
When Su Qingluan saw it, she thought to herself, was she afraid of being stabbed? So he picked up a piece of shrimp cake casually, held it in his hand and squeezed it gently. In an instant, the shrimp cake made a crunching sound, and the originally stinging shrimp shattered into fried pieces like quicksand and scattered on Su Qing's hand. There is a bowl of yam porridge in front of Luan.
"Here, don't prick your mouth. It's crispy. Don't worry about eating this." As she said that, Su Qingluan took out another piece and put it in her mouth.
A crisp sound immediately burst out from his lips and teeth.
After traveling for such a long time, Su Qingluan's words still have a high degree of credibility in the hearts of his younger brother and younger sister.
So, although the two little guys hesitated, they put their little hands on the fried shrimp cakes one after another. Each of them picked a smaller piece and put it in his mouth to refuse.
In an instant, the crispy texture bursts out in your mouth, and the aroma of fried noodles, the unique sweetness of river shrimp, mixed with a small amount of spices and salt slowly bloom in your mouth.
The originally prickly shrimp heads have become very crispy due to repeated high-temperature frying. They will break into pieces of oily residue with just a light touch, which greatly reduces the "difficulty" of eating.
After eating two pieces of fried shrimp cakes in a row, the mucous membranes in the mouth were not "attacked". The two little guys felt relieved and started to eat to their heart's content. Their mouths were soon filled with oil.
Su Qingluan looked at them and waved her hands quickly: "These fried shrimp cakes taste good, and I also saw that your mouths were dull for a few days, and they were almost better again, so I gave you meat and vegetables. You can't eat more." , Eat at most three pieces for large pieces and six pieces for small pieces, otherwise you won’t be able to overcome it!”
Of course, this "you" does not include adults who have strong self-control, but two children - especially the last half of the sentence, which is completely aimed at knocking Su Xuanhe, a little guy who has "learned from the past".
Fortunately, Su Xuanhe learned a lesson this time and did not eat too much out of temper. Finally, he did not have the same abdominal pain as before.
Since the three adults had work to do later, they naturally didn't have the scruples of children, so even Su Qingluan ate a few more shrimp cakes.
After everyone has finished eating, Su Guangfu is going to the backyard to repair the damaged chicken shed that he saw today. He also needs to dismantle the vegetable growing rack that is no longer used and put it away for next year.
Yang went to the water tank behind the kitchen to wash the dishes.
Su Xuanhe resumed his homework to prepare for returning to school, and little girl Su Xueyan had the strength to dance the grid again.
Su Qingluan came to the kitchen, looked at the stove where a few sparks had been deliberately left, and relit it.
Seeing this, Mrs. Yang raised her head and asked, "Da Ya, what are you going to do?"
Su Qingluan pointed to the remaining shrimps in the corner, which were about a pound, and said with a smile: "Mom, let me make some shrimp and flax salt."
"What is this for?"
"You can eat it alone, add it to porridge, or crush it and use it as a seasoning. It's all fine."
In fact, Su Qingluan prefers to eat dried shrimps, sesame salt, and meat floss sandwiched in grilled steamed buns, and it is best to use sea shrimps.
But right now there are only river shrimps, which is better than nothing.
With this in mind, Su Qingluan put the dried river shrimps into the iron pot without adding anything.
Because this most primitive iron plate pot has no non-stick coating, Su Qingluan can only keep the heat to a minimum and constantly stir the river shrimp with a wooden spoon to prevent it from sticking to the pot.
After a while, the originally blue-gray river shrimp gradually turned pink.
