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If you want the eggs to be tender and smooth, you can't rush to the pot after stirring them.Yu Huan put the egg aside to let it sit, and took advantage of this time to make a bowl of five-grain beans and throw it into the food processor to start making soy milk.

In fact, she wanted to make pure yellow soy milk, there is no reason but she likes it better.But after looking around, there were not enough beans for three people, so I had to scrape together and make a five-grain soy milk.

No matter what, you must go shopping today.

Cut a small piece of yellow oil, heat a non-stick pan, wait until the yellow oil is completely melted, turn to low heat, pour all the egg liquid into the pan and keep stirring until there is no liquid egg liquid in the pan, but there are still spots on the surface When there is a little humidity, turn off the heat and take out the pot.

This is the first time Yu Huan has made this kind of Western-style scrambled eggs, and I'm not sure if I can do it well.Anyway, from the appearance, it was really pleasing to the eye, and Yu Huan himself felt hungry after seeing it, so he took a spoon and swiped around in the pot to scrape some broken eggs to taste.

It is indeed a little more tender and smoother than the usual scrambled eggs, and it also has a bit of milky aroma.

The remaining five slices of bacon are all fried in the pan, and when they are cooked, take them out and let them cool on the cutting board.Don't deal with the remaining oil in the pan, just fry the toast in the hot pan.

Sprinkle a layer of shredded bacon on the Xiangsu toast, and then put a spoonful of scrambled eggs on it.Crush cooked sesame seeds and sprinkle on the surface, and finally add a little black pepper.

Just looking at it is already very appetizing.

Yu Huan came out with three plates, put the toast in the middle, felt a little empty, and placed carrots and lettuce around.

Little An An obediently sat at the dining table and put on a small bib by himself.Looking at the plate that Yu Huan brought up, the kid gently touched the egg on it with a small spoon, opened his eyes and exclaimed, "It's so soft, Sister Xiaoyu is so amazing!"

It was exactly the same as his mother's reaction.

"Do you want ketchup?" In order to take care of the children's taste, Yu Huan didn't dare to sprinkle too much pepper, fearing that Teacher Gu would think it was too bland, so she brought out ketchup and mustard.

Gu Luoyao held the toast with both hands and just took a bite, her mouth was full of toast bacon and scrambled eggs, she didn't care about talking at all, and shook her head twice.

The happiest thing about being a chef is to see the people who eat are satisfied.

When I was in a small town, people came to eat if they were in a hurry or chatting with others. It didn’t make much difference to them whether the food was good or bad, as long as the portion was sufficient and the food was not bad.

Now that there are such supporters, one big and one small, Yu Huan feels greatly encouraged.

Cooking is really a very happy thing.

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"Sister Xiaoyu, what is this?" An An sat on the cart, pointing at a big fat green man.

Yu Huan glanced at his finger, "That's called winter melon."

"Why is this wax gourd moldy?"

get mouldy?Where is the mold?Even if it looks moldy, you can't see it, right?

Yu Huan didn't understand, and stared at An An.

Gu Luoyao followed, stretched out his hand to support the side of the cart, and asked An An, "Why do you think this wax gourd is moldy?"

"The wax gourd that An An ate was white, and this one turned green. My mother said that if it grows green, it is moldy. It can't be eaten, and it will hurt my stomach after eating it." An An explained seriously with a sullen face, and rubbed herself belly.

Children who have just learned to speak coherently are always eager to express all kinds of thoughts in their minds, but they are not used to long speeches. Long sentences have to be broken down into short sentences. Even so, hurry up and explain these An An was also exhausted, her little face was flushed, and she was a little out of breath.

Gu Luoyao patted An An on the back, giving him comfort, "Speak slowly, don't be so anxious."

Little An An nodded, then pointed at the wax gourd, "Sister Xiaoyu, right?"

right what?Speak slower?Of course that's right, otherwise you said you were so anxious and I would have panicked for you.

But seeing the child's fleshy paws still persistently raised in the air, Yu Huan finally understood what An An was talking about.

If this kind of problem is placed in a small town, the parents will probably push the children aside impatiently, dislike them for being in the way, dislike their childish questions, and dislike their lack of common sense.

Isn’t common sense accumulated over time in daily life?No one is born knowing what a winter melon looks like.

It's just that I don't have the patience to explain, and I don't know how to explain these things that they seem to take for granted.

Yu Huan recalled the way she saw Teacher Gu getting along with the children, and patiently pushed the cart to the other side, and found a winter melon that had been cut open.

"An'an, look, this is what the wax gourd looks like after it's cut open. The inside is white, right?"

The kid nodded, "Yeah."

"The green layer is the outer skin of the wax gourd, which protects the white meat inside and is not moldy. When we usually eat it, we need to cut off the outer skin and dig out the seeds inside."

Yu Huan doesn't know how to communicate with children, and he doesn't know if the children can understand what he said. After he finished speaking, he carefully observed the children's expressions, his mind was racing, and he wondered if he could use a simpler method to explain what this layer of skin is. what happened.