I checked my phone all the way and soon returned to Aoba's house.
Opening the door, Jiang Xu unexpectedly discovered that Qingye did not wait for him today. Instead, he stood in front of the dining table, placed a large basin, pushed his sleeves to the joints, and put on an apron with a light pink cherry blossom pattern. He was making dough with a serious look on his face.
"When you don't reply for a long time, I'll start." Aoba said.
"Why are you making noodles? What are you going to do?" Jiang Xu asked curiously.
"I received a call from my mother, saying that school starts tomorrow and she has to work overtime in the evening. She asked us to eat first. So I prepared to make some dumplings and eat them at any time when she comes back in the evening."
"Well, I think it's good too." Jiang Xu nodded in agreement, "Then today..."
"Continue eating halberds!"
Before Jiang Xu finished speaking, Qingye answered first.
"......Fine."
Jiang Xu shrugged, although his original intention was to continue eating halberds.
"But how do you eat dumplings? Are you competing on your skills?"
"Humph, I have thought of this a long time ago. I will make more dumplings and leave them for mom. We can make other dishes, and dumplings are only one dish."
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So, if you have dumplings and also eat white rice, what is the combination?
Jiang Xu had a question mark on his head.
He has never tried eating two staple foods together, which is really weird.
Aoba also looked puzzled: "Why can't dumplings be used as a side dish? Many places in Sakurajima serve fried dumplings as a side dish."
After some explanation, Jiang Xu understood.
It turns out that it is a side dish. Here in Sakurajima, it is mainly pan-fried dumplings, which are delicate and small. There are about five or six on a plate.
Unlike many places in Xia State, dumplings are directly used as the staple food, and rice is naturally not added.
But even so, Jiang Xu felt very awkward and couldn't accept it. He thought about it before speaking.
"If you eat dumplings, just eat dumplings. It's better not to eat them with rice."
"But I have already prepared the flour, so I can't waste it."
Aoba has no objection to eating dumplings as a staple food. Their family has been greatly influenced by the Zhongxia diet, and they know that many places in Xia country are accustomed to eating only dumplings.
"The most important thing is that just making dumplings cannot be used as food."
Jiang Xu also scratched his head a little. Simply making dumplings was not considered Shiji at all. What was more important was the duel between Shiji and taste.
Unless you are making a fuss about the fillings, the only ingredients are meat fillings.
In fact, dumplings are not simple. Using the same flour and the same fillings, different chefs can make unique flavors.
But this realm is still far away from Jiang Xu and Qingye, so they don't consider it at all.
Jiang Xu looked at the various props and ingredients on the table and had no idea what to do.
Suddenly, a cooking book on the table jumped into Jiang Xu's eyes. It was the one Qingye had been reading.
'recipe! '
Jiang Xu's eyes lit up, he had it here too, but not in reality, but in his mind.
'System, purchase a recipe blind box. '
He just happened to be able to afford this new item.
Anyway, I don’t know what to do now. I just open a blind box and maybe I can use it.
Jiang Xu went shopping for the first time and decided to spend 10 victory points and bought a recipe blind box.
Victory points were deducted. On the store page, there was no name on the cover. A recipe like an ancient book suddenly flashed twice and appeared from the page.
A line of text glowing with white light gradually emerged from the flower frame left on the cover.
【Fried buns】
Around the font, a lifelike pot of steamed buns gradually emerged, exuding hot and fragrant steam.
The recipe in the blind box is for making steamed buns!
It seems that it comes in handy now.
Withdrawing his attention from the system and looking at Qingye, Jiang Xu smiled slightly and said, "I have a solution."
"You make dumplings and I make steamed buns, that's all. As for the staple food, let's cook porridge. It just so happens that the weather is dry today and I want to eat something light."
Qingye thought for a while and nodded: "Okay."
This method is indeed the best.
Dumplings and steamed buns are both pasta, so it’s easier to compare the taste differences.
More importantly, pastry has low requirements on knife skills and high requirements on handwork.
Aoba feels that this is the time he has the highest winning rate. So full of motivation.
I walked into the kitchen and washed my hands first.
Jiang Xu took the opportunity to flip through the recipe for 'fried buns' in his mind.
But the accident happened when Jiang Xu opened the recipe in his mind. As soon as he saw the illustration on the first page, which showed the pattern of kneading noodles, his eyes turned into flowers.
When Jiang Xu came back to his senses, he found that the scene in front of him had changed.
It turned into a table with various flours and dough-making tools.
This was nothing, Jiang Xu was shocked to find that his body was moving uncontrollably.
wrong!
After calming down, Jiang Xu discovered that his arms did not seem to be his own. They were obviously thicker, more like the arms of an adult, and he was wearing a white coat.
It appears to be a chef's uniform.
Next, 'myself' actions confirmed Jiang Xu's suspicion.
Jiang Xu was more like a bystander, watching himself making dough, kneading dough, adjusting fillings, making buns, and frying buns. The whole set of actions was done in one go, without any pause.
This recipe not only records the ingredients and techniques, but also includes the entire process of cooking this dish by a chef who is at least a senior professional level. It can be experienced personally, and the effect is even more exaggerated than a step-by-step tutorial.
Opening his eyes, a smile appeared in Jiang Xu's eyes.
This wave of food halberds, he should be stable again.
Walk out of the kitchen door, return to the living room and come to the dining table. Kneading and rolling out the dough here is indeed more relaxing than in the kitchen.
Recall the recipe a little bit
To make steamed buns, no matter what type of steamed buns they are, you must prepare noodles and fillings.
Taking Qingye's half-filled all-purpose flour, Jiang Xu held the basin in one hand and the bag in the other, slowly pouring the flour into the basin.
The snow-white and delicate flour poured out and slowly accumulated into a small snow mountain at the bottom of the basin.
Feeling the weight feedback from his palm, at a certain moment, Jiang Xu suddenly pulled the flour bag and stopped pouring it in.
He put the pot on the electronic scale aside and subtracted 305 grams from the pot, which was 5 grams more than the planned 300 grams.
He turned around, poured half a bowl of warm water, and weighed it on the electronic scale again. The net weight was 220 grams, which was 5 grams less than the expected 225 grams.
It seems that my current level is not good enough and I can only accurately measure the weight to within 5 grams.
I have heard that some chefs with great skills can control the weight of ingredients within milligrams without using scales.
After correcting the weight according to the recipe, Jiang Xu poured water into the flour, sprinkled a small spoonful of yeast, salt, oil and a little sugar, and started mixing the dough.
According to the recipe instructions, the dough mixed with this ratio will be very soft, and the texture after being made into bun wrappers will also be exceptionally soft.
After kneading the dough roughly, Jiang Xu took a lid and covered the basin, and let the dough sit for 15 minutes before proceeding.
So far, everything is correct.
It seems that making steamed buns is quite simple.
After 15 minutes, I opened the lid and the dough in the basin softened, and the volume seemed slightly larger and more uniform.
Wetting his hands with water to prevent the dough from sticking to his hands, Jiang Xu inserted one hand into the dough from the edge, then lifted it up, picked up the stretched dough, and then used his strength to throw it down.
Stretch and fold the dough repeatedly until the dough becomes a smooth and smooth surface, as if it can reflect light.
Looking at the description and illustrations on the recipe, and at the ball of dough in front of him that still had countless tiny lumps despite being tortured repeatedly, Jiang Xu fell into deep thought.
What went wrong?
