Whose house does the moon fall

The voices of the people in the farmer's market came to people's ears from far and near, mixed with the sound of the truck reversing, the sound of the brake pads running in, and the voice of Lao Jiang directing the reversing position. It exudes yellow or white enthusiasm.Under the beam of light, Jiang Sheng wore the clothes He Qiang borrowed from her and put on an apron to kill fish for two hours, his hands and feet never stopped.

Her family is different from other shops that get goods from the aquatic product wholesale market in the afternoon. They only buy first-hand fresh goods. The first batch of goods arrives early in the morning, and another batch will be delivered in the afternoon.Therefore, there is a second-rate online red fish hotpot restaurant that specializes in "porters of Yangcheng Lake", relying on the quality control of raw materials to promise customers that it will not exceed three hours from fishing to early adopters.Of course, this precise business timing begins with the fish standing by the tank.

Busy until 07:30, Jiang Sheng said to have breakfast, and came back in about ten minutes.Seeing that her daughter was indeed tired, Pan Wenqiu blamed her a little, "I told you to eat early, but you have to wait till this hour."

Pick up a soft-bristled brush and wash every crevice of nails, clean every fine line that is deeply sunken on the hands, and rinse several times before making sure that the fishy smell is gone. After cleaning the hands, go west.He Qiang said that he went to eat wontons in her shop this morning, Jiang Sheng was also curious about how well her wonton wrappers were rolled.

There were also people in front of He Qiang's shop, the frowning aunt was in charge of wrapping rice cakes, another older aunt was in charge of charging, and He Qiang was busy in the shop.Before entering the store, Jiang Sheng glanced at the cashier again, and immediately realized that this was He Qiang's real mother.If you want to drink wontons here, Jiang Sheng can't avoid it, so he took the initiative to say hello, "Hello, Auntie, I'm Xiao Chen, the fish seller in front."

He Qiang first looked up at Jiang Sheng and smiled, "It's pretty punctual." The cashier aunt nodded slightly, her eyes fell on Jiang Sheng's clothes, and then froze for a while, Jiang Sheng was suddenly embarrassed.He Qiang didn't care, and said that I would give birth to you to come and see this skin.

A cry of "Jiangsheng" made the hearts of those who were called sweet.Jiang Sheng stepped forward and saw He Qiang using a rolling pin to press the wonton wrappers that were already as thin as paper but folded into a cylinder, and he immediately knew, "Do you want to make crepe wontons?"

There are many types of wontons. In He Qiang’s hometown, it is called chaoshou, in Guangdong it is called wonton, in Fujian it needs to be prefixed with “Thousand Lixiang”, and in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai, it is divided into big wonton and small wonton.Big wontons have thick skins and a lot of fillings. According to the classification of fillings, there are shepherd's purse, green meat, grass head and shrimp.Boil in boiling water and remove. The way to eat hot soup and hot wontons is winter.After cooling down, the peanut butter mixed with light soy rice vinegar is the cold wonton in summer.In addition, there are supplementary methods such as fried wonton and pan-fried wonton.

After eating raw wontons for more than [-] years, I know that the hardest thing to make is actually a bowl of small wontons, and the most delicate of the small wontons is the crepe wonton.He Qiang, a native of Sichuan, made a bowl of handmade crepe wontons for Jiang Sheng in Wuzhong.So Jiang Sheng got up seriously, went to He Qiang's side and held his breath to check, and kept nodding while watching.

He Qiang pressed the rolled wonton wrapper obliquely, saying that this was the last time to press the wrapper.Jiang Sheng said it was too hard.She knows that it takes at least 10 minutes for this piece of skin to knead, wake up, dough, and smooth.When the smooth, round, white and pleasant dough is squeezed into a rectangular cake by the rolling pin in He Qiang's hand, then it is deduced from the dough cake to a dough sheet, and rolled repeatedly into a wavy shape. Flakes.Add the cloudy wheat starch sprinkled layer by layer, and when you feel that the dough has become a delicate, crepe-thin and elegantly wrinkled work of art, then go back and fold the thin slices to re-press it inch by inch.

Rolling wonton wrappers requires human patience and tenacity, combined with the strength of arms, wrists and fingers, to present the texture and appearance of "crepe".

Hard-working people say they are not tired, and I even used some of my own secret recipes.He Qiang said that some people use egg whites to increase the toughness and adhesion of noodles. I used duck egg whites, which taste more springy.He Qiang also said that cooking and eating is not hard, and I enjoy it.

The stuffing has also been adjusted. He Qiang said that I knew to use fat and lean black haired pork front leg sandwich meat. The two of them looked at the stuffing pot together. The minced meat had already been stirred into a transparent paste with crystal clear edges by the onion and ginger water. shape, and there are finely divided shrimps inside.He Qiang said again, I bought fresh fresh prawns this morning.

When Jiang Sheng heard this, he was moved and said that it would take half an hour to prepare this pot of stuffing.

He Qiang just smiled, lowered her head and continued to cut the wonton wrappers. The blade was sharp, and the wonton wrappers wrapped in powder were cut into cubes one after another, with uniform size and thickness.He Qiang said that the handmade wonton wrappers I made by myself only rolled five catties of noodles a day, and they were gone when they were sold out. They were sold out just now.

There are really not many wonton wrappers made from five catties of noodles. Knowing that He Qiang is doing single-product word-of-mouth and hunger marketing, Jiang Sheng said with a smile, "One grab and go will make people never forget it."

He Qiang had already started making wontons, and asked Jiang Sheng, "Is thirty wontons enough for you?"

Jiang Sheng blushed and hurriedly said enough is enough.Yesterday, she ate twelve large wontons and a basket of steamed stuffed buns.He Qiang was careful, and deduced that Jiang's intake of wontons was twice that of ordinary girls.

After getting the answer, He Qiang twisted up the wonton wrapper, picked a stuffing with chopsticks and stuffed it into the center, closed the mouth of the left hand, thumb and three fingers together with the palm, and lightly squeezed the crepe wonton wrapper like a lump. Out of the lace, there are heavy fillings underneath, which look like blossoming ingots to Jiang Sheng.

Jiang Sheng swallowed, and said, let me help you adjust the base.He Qiang said yes, let the four of us drink, you take four bowls.

There is no need to match it with fancy things, just a simple twist of salt, a little sugar, and pepper powder as fine as white sand, and add it to the chicken soup that He Qiang has boiled for two hours.She was still a little embarrassed about this, and said that she should stay longer.

Seaweed, shrimp skin, chopped green onion and egg skin are also put in, and the amount of everything must be controlled to the right level, so as not to overwhelm the host.Jiang Sheng prepared these, and just as he was about to open his mouth, He Qiang knew, "The lard is on the shelf behind you."

Jiang Sheng smiled slightly, and added soul lard to each soup bowl, stirred the spoon, and slid the fat, and a bowl of fragrant and clear wonton soup was ready.

And He Qiang was quick, at this time, dozens of wontons had already been wrapped, and the whole size was dipped into boiling water in the strainer, and then carefully shook off the two wontons that were tightly attached to the strainer.Jiang Sheng pays attention to those wonton wrappers that are originally smooth and juicy when they enter the water and bloom.He Qiang adjusted the fire to the middle level, and Jiang Sheng looked at each other again, and picked up the wrinkled and floating ravioli with a straightener in his hand.Finally, blanch in water for a few seconds, let the wontons cool in the strainer for a while before pouring them into a bowl.

After the two bowls of wontons were ready, He Qiang had already started to pick up the last two bowls, with nimble fingers, a steady palm, and quick movements.Those hands were white and smart, and her wrists were as skinny as jade. Her gaze finally fell on He Qiang's side face, and she could see that she was working with a smile on her face.Jiang Sheng immediately thought that He Qiang was born with some qualifications to engage in Lily.After thinking about it for a while, Auntie Frowning and Mother He Qiang had brought their bowls back to the counter, and each drank wonton soup.

Wait for another 2 minutes, and the raw bowl is also filled with crepe wontons, and I don't know how to eat it for a while.

"What, it's not delicious?" He Qiang pursed her lips and smiled, she drank the soup first, but Jiang Sheng drank wontons.In the mouth, the tongue can feel the texture of the crepe wonton wrapper.Bite the skin, the aroma of pork and the sweetness of shrimp slipped out immediately, rolling the tip of the tongue, sticking to the teeth, delicious and refreshing.The wonton wrappers that have absorbed the chicken soup are not far behind. After being sucked into the mouth, they flick out their last romance. Finally, the aroma of wheat flour blends into the salty and sweet intertwining of meat and shrimp.Take another bite of scallion, egg skin, seaweed and shrimp skin soup, and Jiang Sheng really can't think of who invented the small wonton, and how he can combine the food that doesn't seem to be dry so exquisitely.

It took He Qiang more than two hours to prepare a seemingly simple bowl of wontons in the store after five o'clock in the morning.Jiang Sheng swallowed the first wonton, and stared at this precious bowl of hard work in a daze.Seeing He Qiang looking at her, she knew that the best way to repay this bowl of wontons was to eat them seriously.

He Qiang didn't eat much, there were only seven or eight in the bowl, and her main focus was on Jiang Sheng.Seeing that Little Sister Shayu drank the wontons as she deserved her name, and she was so hot that she licked her tongue, she smiled and pulled the stool over to ask the general to sit down, "Eat slowly."

Jiang Sheng didn't speak, and ate and drank together, the bottom of the bowl was turned upside down, and while wiping her mouth, she thought of a question. She asked He Qiang, "There are so many ingredients used in the small wontons, but why can every taste be just right?"

Chicken soup is the base, the skin is the soul, and the stuffing is the soul. Seaweed, shrimp skin, egg skin, green onion, lard, pepper, white sugar and salt are carved and embellished, and they are also different scenery.Once the wontons are made, it's like a human being just formed, and when you encounter seaweed and shrimp skin, it's like you go out to watch the waves.I also met egg-skinned green onions, just like people walking into mountains and forests.He Qiang said that I only learned something after cooking. The seemingly ordinary ingredients should be used properly so that each ingredient has its own taste.

Jiang Sheng liked to listen to He Qiang's words, and felt that her name was as interesting as her name.She put down the bowl and thought for a while, "You can open a wonton shop."

"I would like to open a private restaurant." He Qiang said that he would sell one table a week, making diners who wanted to eat flock to it, those who got it dreamed of it, and those who couldn't eat it scratched their heads.

Jiang Sheng felt that He Qiang didn't need to cook for himself, as she possessed such magical powers. "Then do you need someone to help? I'll help." Jiang Sheng said, the remaining salty food in her mouth was still lingering, and she burped again.

"That's a waste of talents. You are also a chef here, making chicken soup and fish lung soup. Come here for whatever else you want." He Qiang took the bowl in her hand and put it into the sink. She and Jiang Sheng made it at the same time. The action of backing up - one kills nearly a hundred fish, without delaying even a minute.One made a bowl of small wontons for the other party, and left the house at five o'clock in the morning.The traces on the face of the students have been washed away long ago, but they are left in the heart.He Qiang got the deep sleep yesterday, and today is another day of hard work and exhaustion.

Their bodies are all tired, but their eyes are full of brilliance.Jiang Sheng felt that this bowl of wontons was incredible, as if it inspired her a little bit of poetry, and she wanted to say something sincere to He Qiang.

She wanted to say, don't worry about having no confidant in the world, and the bridge to the bow is naturally straight.I also want to say that if all the money is gone, it will come back, and there is soup and beauty today.I want to say that you look very attractive when you make wontons.Jiang Sheng sat behind He Qiang's shop for a while, but she didn't read the poem, so she got up to say goodbye and said thank you for the wontons.

But she prayed in her heart that He Qiang would not speak polite words, and don't bring the politeness of creditors and debtors.

"I like it, then I will do more in the future." He Qiang said.

Jiang Sheng felt happy in his heart, and then he thought about whether He Qiang's words were aimed at the face of 10 yuan, and his mood darkened.She sighed secretly, "How did you get over this hurdle?"

The author has something to say:

Well, I just want to drink wonton so much hahaha.