She poured all the dried onion shreds into the wall-breaking machine, turned it on, and selected the "grinding" function.
"It will take about five minutes. Let's deal with another very important condiment first." As she said that, Fang Qingnuan brought up the small bucket with lemons, poured the bright yellow plump fruit inside into the sink, and turned on the faucet.
"It's the same, let's wash it first." There weren't too many lemons, so Fang Qingnuan washed them more easily, "I bought 800g of lemons, 10 in total. Just looking at them makes me feel like my mouth is secreting saliva like crazy, haha."
She put the washed lemons into a small draining basket, took out a small cooking pot, poured 1kg of sugar into it, added 600ml of water, and boiled over high heat.
[Dongcidaci: Why did you add so much water? 】
[Caramel pudding: Is the caramel cooked like this still sweet...]
[yyvv: Maybe, it’s caramel water? 】
"Perhaps, it's not about boiling caramel this time?" Seeing a group of viewers who were still discussing the steps she made last time, Fang Qingnuan quickly brought them back to reality, "Don't turn up the heat too much, stir it a little. You can just cook it yourself, because there is water, so you don’t have to worry about scorching the bottom of the pot.”
Walking back to the chopping board and picking up the kitchen knife, she raised and lowered the knife, chopping it up and down, cutting the lemon in half. "Prepare the measuring cup and strainer. I'm going to do some physical work next." As she said that, she picked up half a lemon and placed it on top of the strainer, with the flesh side facing down. She pinched the peel with both hands and squeezed out the juice.
[Charizard dinosaur: Tsk, it feels so sour]
[Eight-pack abs: The host’s tiny arms will get tired after just squeezing them a few times, right? 】
[Hydrogen, helium, lithium, beryllium and boron: You need a lemon juice assistant, look at me, look at me! 】
[Baji Baji: Wow, the sour taste has already come out, I can’t imagine how exciting this glass of lemon juice will be]
"The purpose of using the filter is to filter the lemon pulp and seeds. This cup only requires pure juice." Fang Qingnuan smelled the fresh smell of lemons and felt that the acidity around her was rising. "Lemon juice is rich in vitamins. C. Nutrients such as dietary fiber and carbohydrates are very beneficial to the human body.”
After only squeezing four or five pieces, her fingers and wrists began to send out the "sore, need to rest" signal. In order to divert her attention, Fang Qingnuan joked, "Ah, speaking of which, we also have lemon-style clothes at home... to attract wealth, do you want to play dress-up?"
"Ouch~!!" Don't touch me!
"Okay, okay, thank you, master!" The kitten's paw brooch jumped out again and acted like a monster. The kitten was so angry that it "ha"ed twice at it. This was a very angry expression.
It’s fried, it’s fried, it’s so cute. The naughty man turned away and snickered, then tried to look angry, and turned the switch of the brooch to show it to Little Prince Tomato: "This brooch is so bad, look at me closing it, so that it can never be used again." You can’t bully us into getting rich anymore.”
"Woo~!" Childish!
Hughes turned around uncooperatively and went to find a scratching post to vent his anger. It's just that he ignored the way he squirmed in the tomato jacket. In the eyes of the shit-sweeper, he was 360-degree cute. He thought he turned around and left coolly, but he only attracted girls to cover their mouths and scream.
[Nuan Nuan Travels Around the Stars: Call out for the anchor: It’s so cute! ! ! ! 】
[Tick your tongue slightly: I have found a link to the same style of clothes that attract wealth, now I just need a cat of the same style]
[Delay 0.0001: Anchor, aren’t you sad? I have lemon juice on my hands=. =]
[Qingtian’s true love fan: She’s so sour, her tears are about to come out! 】
Fang Qingnuan coughed a few times before she recovered from the impact of 100% lemon juice. She pretended that nothing happened and accelerated the squeezing of the lemon. Silently hypnotize yourself in your mind. Except for those who share your senses, no one else should notice anything unusual about you.
In the corner where no one cares, the wall breaker sends a message that the onion powder has been ground.
"Finally finished squeezing, my hands are sore and my nose is sore." Fang Qingnuan wiped her hands and shook her wrist to relieve the soreness. She picked up the measuring cup and showed it to everyone, "With so many lemons, I squeezed out about 300g of juice. It's really not easy."
He looked into the pot that had been boiling for a while. The sugar water had already boiled.
"Then, pour it into the sugar water while it's hot." She slowly poured the juice from the measuring cup into it, and gently stirred the liquid in the pot with a spoon, so that the sour and sweet forces blended together.
"Next, continue to cook on low heat for 30 minutes, stirring every 5 minutes." After saying that, she smacked her lips with some unsatisfied thoughts. The smell smelled really good.
The first one is responsible for looking at the tomatoes that he just put into the pot to steam, the second one is responsible for looking at the sweet and sour syrup, and the anchor is responsible for making the audience jealous, displaying the ingredients on the other side of the cooking table, and introducing everyone to her and A lucky dinner.
"The anchor is lucky today. I received some ingredients from a friend and I plan to cook delicious porridge." Fang Qingnuan opened the lid of the crisper box containing lobster and abalone, and she could not hide her happiness in her tone, "The protagonist is seafood!"
[Crying little fur ball: Please give me a dozen of these magical friends! 】
[Ou Huang Bu Du Fei: This friend of the host is a bit arrogant (﹃)]
[Yun Dan Feng Qing: Both of these are hard to buy on Xingwang Fresh Food, expensive and not often on the shelves. The anchor must have a good relationship with his friends]
[The best is like water: 'Porridge' is something mentioned in the ancient Chinese diet? 】
[IOIO: The anchor said before when steaming rice that it seemed like the rice had too much water added? 】
"Yes, it's a way of eating handed down from ancient China." Fang Qingnuan couldn't help but feel relieved to see that this familiar fan actually knew the culture of ancient China. "Porridge should not only refer to rice porridge, but also to rice, millet or rice porridge." A general term for semi-liquid food made from corn, beans and other grains.”
"In order to be worthy of such precious seafood, I will be more particular about the porridge I cook today. Later I will show you how to cook ordinary porridge. It can basically be operated with a rice cooker. Eating a bowl of it when you get up in the morning is much more comfortable than drinking nutrient solution. ”
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In the elegantly decorated study room, Casper and Lin Maoshan exchanged glances. This little anchor is not simple.
"She doesn't seem to know that no more than a thousand people in the entire empire have heard of the 'common sense' she said, let alone imitating it." Lin Maoshan took the lead in analyzing the suspicious aspects of the anchor Qingtian from his own field. .
The number of people in the live broadcast room is still growing and has exceeded 800,000. Obviously, more people will flock in during the peak period of live broadcast viewing.
Casper frowned: "Once the content of tonight's live broadcast spreads, the guys from the Chefs Association will definitely take action."
"How dare they?!" Dean Lin became furious when he heard about the Chefs Association. If he hadn't heard the gossip about two restaurants in the anchor room at noon today, he wouldn't have known that these people had already reached out to the Imperial Capital, "Just Knowing that industry monopolies are being carried out under the banner of the royal family, how has the folk diet improved over the years? What everyone drinks the most is not the unpleasant nutrient solution you make?!"
"Doesn't it taste good?" Casper stopped flipping through his address book, and looked at his old friend sitting on the guest sofa with his chin, "If you think it tastes bad, why don't you translate the recipe and let me follow it?" ah."
"That's easy to say. Do you think the ancient Chinese characters are so easy to recognize?" If it weren't for the desk in between, Lin Maoshan might have slapped the other person's thigh hard.
"Here." Casper pointed to the anchor in the virtual scene. She was responding to the barrage's praise with some embarrassment: "Ah, the recipes of Guhua Country are actually not that difficult to understand..."
"..." In the joking expression of his old friend, Dean Lin suffered a tragic loss.
(End of chapter)
