Chapter 456 Shaobing
The preparation of fried pancakes is very simple. If you want to make a texture that is neither soft nor hard, you first need two kinds of water and flour.
Boiling water and cold water.
If all the noodles are kneaded with cold water, the resulting biscuits will be hard to bite after cooling. If all the flour is kneaded with boiling water, the resulting sesame biscuits will be soft, sticky, not crispy, and have a good texture. A little worse.
In a large iron basin, Lin Zhou poured a whole bag of flour, divided it into two, put half with boiling water and half with cold water, added salt and white sugar, stirred until melted, then poured it into the basin to knead the dough.
Knead all the flour directly in the basin with your hands until it becomes crumbly.
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You can add cooking oil.
With two pieces of cooking oil, the crispy texture of the sesame biscuits will be there.
Lin Zhou was enjoying the peace alone. Even if the temperature was a bit colder, it would not hinder his movements.
Knead the dough all at once until the surface is smooth, then roll it into strips.
The good thing about being strong is that the effort required to knead the dough is nothing to him.
After kneading it to the degree you want, give it a long strip of dough and take out about 80 grams of dough.
The paste was rubbed back and forth in Lin Zhou's hands until it finally became a smooth long strip. After everything was prepared, he brushed it with cooking oil, covered it with plastic wrap, and let it relax for half an hour.
During this period, Lin Zhou stirred the porridge in the pot a few times and prepared the puff pastry.
In layman's terms, puff pastry is lard.
Clean the pork suet and chop it into pieces. Just like the stuffing, you need to season it.
There are not only spices, but also various seasonings.
The salty and delicious taste of the fried pancakes is all in the pork suet.
Powder various spices, add them according to the proportion of ingredients, and then season...
Lin Zhou was immersed in the work of making sesame cakes, completely unaware that the sun was rising little by little outside the house.
When all the sesame cake embryos were ready, Lin Zhou turned on the sesame cake stove on the tricycle. The charcoal fire was at the bottom of the stove. After it burned, the stove quickly heated up.
During this period, the sesame cake embryos are rolled out to a familiar size and sent directly to the oven to start baking.
The porridge in the pot is also finished.
Just wait for the sesame cakes to be finished before you can have breakfast.
Mr. Lin, who had been busy all morning, took an armchair and sat on the corridor under the eaves, watching the sesame cake stove in the yard exuding the enticing aroma of lard and chopped green onion as the temperature increased.
Absolutely awesome.
It can arouse people's appetite.
Especially the people in the village who light a fire to cook in the morning.
The smell was vague and not real, but the person who smelled it actually made his stomach growl.
"Grandma, is breakfast ready? Is it pancakes?"
Xiaoling, who had just woken up and was about to go to school, was wearing a shabby jacket and said sweetly to her grandma who was cooking in the kitchen.
Grandma shook her head, "Xiaoling, do you want to eat pancakes?"
Xiaoling was not disappointed when she heard this. She still had a sweet smile on her face. She softly walked to her grandma and rubbed her rough hands.
Because of the fire, grandma's hands exuded a warm feeling even in the winter, and Xiaoling hummed twice in comfort.
"Eat vegetable porridge in the morning. Grandma will serve you rice. After you eat it, you can go to school warmly."
The only primary school in the village is on the mountain in the village. To go to school, students have to climb up step by step. It is very hard, but this is the only way for rural children to get out of the mountain.
So no one says it’s hard.
After sending Xiaoling away, grandma thought about the shoes on her granddaughter's feet and planned to go to town to buy a pair of cotton shoes for her granddaughter.
There are no cars in the village, so for an old man, the only way to go to the town is by walking.
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On the other side, Lin Zhou also rode a tricycle to the town after breakfast.
The tricycle was pushed out from the yard and when they reached the hill, Lin Zhou lifted the tricycle with both hands and moved it to the road.
Start riding again.
All the way to the town, I met no one on the road.
Lin Zhou had a bad premonition.
Then when we arrived in town, it was only seven o'clock, which was breakfast time.
Lin Zhou thought about finding a busy place to set up a stall.
Unexpectedly, the busiest place in town is a place that looks like a vegetable market or a morning market. There are not many people doing business.
There are not many people buying things.
Lin Zhou stopped at a random spot and set up the stall.
His stall is still as new and fashionable as ever, and it looks very valuable.
If you are in a city, this is an attraction for passers-by.
But in such a mountainous area, people forget to stop.
Coupled with Lin Zhou's dress and aura, he really felt out of place in a small mountain town.
Passers-by and business people were looking at him secretly.
Lin Zhou wore a mask, sat in front of the stall, and looked at passers-by.
Every passerby who caught his gaze out of curiosity would run away.
Lin Zhou fell silent.
He felt the difference between himself and the small town.
For a moment, I really didn’t know what to do.
after an hour……
Lin Zhou hasn’t opened yet.
The figure he looked at gradually became decadent.
He even failed in his attempt to bake sesame cakes and spread the fragrance to attract passers-by.
His stall was completely deserted.
It wasn't until grandma Xiaoling bought cotton shoes and wrapped them in a cloth bag that she passed by. She smelled the aroma of sesame cakes and felt a little familiar, so she subconsciously stopped in front of Lin Zhou's stall.
Lin Zhou's eyes lit up and he immediately stood up and greeted warmly.
"Grandma, do you want to eat sesame cakes? The hot pastry sesame cakes are so fragrant."
As Lin Zhou spoke, he took out a sesame seed cake from the boiler and showed it to his grandma.
Grandma Xiaoling only had a bowl of porridge in the morning. It took more than an hour to walk from the village to the town. She also bought things and went around. She smelled the aroma of sesame cakes and immediately felt hungry.
But she still held back.
I carefully took out some money from my cloth pocket and wanted to take one back to my granddaughter.
But looking at the brand new dining car in front of her, she asked hesitantly:
"How much does one cost, young man?"
"One piece?"
Lin Zhou thought for a while, and when he said the price he had set, the number immediately changed. After saying that, he saw the old lady purse her lips and start to take out a plastic bag and start to open it.
I saw that after removing one layer of the plastic bag, there was still another layer.
Lin Zhou watched helplessly as she opened the bags on the left and right layers. It took a full minute to reveal a cloth bag inside and started to take the money. There were fifty cents and some banknotes in it. The largest one was only five cents. piece.
Lin Zhou felt inexplicably stuffy after watching this. He lowered his eyes and looked for a bag to put it in.
"Let's take a package."
Grandma Xiaoling looked at the five cents with her hand, then selected a one-dollar coin and put it on the counter of Lin Zhou's stall.
Lin Zhou's ears were sensitive to the sound of the old woman's stomach growling, and he also knew that the woman was not rich.
Put two sesame seed cakes directly into the bag.
"Grandma, you are my first customer. I have a big opening offer. Buy one and get one free. You can try my cooking. It's delicious. Welcome to come back next time."
When Grandma Xiaoling heard this, she wanted to take the sesame seed cake and paused, as if she was wondering whether it was true or not.
Immediately, he felt Lin Zhou's seriousness and the sesame biscuits handed over, and a happy smile appeared on his face.
"How embarrassing, thank you, young man."
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(gifts added)