The onions given by the uncle downstairs are really good.
The onion stems are tender and clear, and are the local red-headed shallots. The onion heads are purple-red, and there is still a little dirt on the white stems, which does not look clean.
But that watery energy was so strong that Xiao Feng was reluctant to use any force when washing the vegetables.
But when I think of the scallion oil rice my son wants to eat, I feel a little sad: the child is too sensible, he knows that our family is not well off, and he never asks for anything expensive.
But given the family situation, Xiao Feng didn't just ask his son to eat and drink well. He just tried his best to cook the meals better.
She took out the clay pot at home, washed a box of rice, added some oil and salt and mixed it well.
Then I put the discounted vegetables I just bought from the supermarket back into the refrigerator, leaving only the two bunches of green onions.
Two pounds of green onions were quite a lot, so she carefully took out three, wrapped the rest and put them in the refrigerator's fresh-keeping layer. Then she cut the white part of the green onion, wrapped it as well, and saved it for cooking tomorrow.
Then cut the green onion tubes into chopped green onions - the taste is so unique and pungent that it feels a bit pungent when cutting.
Xiao Feng couldn't help feeling a little lost—
Because life was hard, even the onions she used to make dumplings every day were just ordinary onions bought from the vegetable market.
It was given by the uncle downstairs. You can tell it’s a gourmet dish at first glance. The taste difference is so huge.
She made up her mind: When she has a little more money, she will splurge once a week and buy some vegetables that are in good condition. At the very least, she should buy onions like this! The ones she bought herself might be too cheap.
She was used to doing housework and her movements were very quick. She put the casserole on the stove and started cooking. She also cut some ginger, added some salt and chopped green onions and mixed them well.
Seeing that the rice was almost cooked, he heated oil on another stove and poured the hot oil into the small bowl of chopped green onions.
In an instant, the fragrance of onions burst out in this narrow kitchen, and the entire attic was filled with an unprecedented aroma!
The fragrance is so unique and so tempting. Compared with this smell, the buns I make every day seem like garbage.
Xiao Feng was stunned.
Even Xuanxuan couldn't help but run to the kitchen. At this moment, he touched his belly and said, "Mom, it smells so good!"
Only then did she come to her senses.
While responding with a smile on his face, he quickly poured the chopped green onion and hot oil into the rice again. Only after he covered the casserole lid again and simmered it did Xiao Feng take a deep breath:
"Xuanxuan, these are the green onions that Grandpa Cao downstairs gave me. If you see them tomorrow morning, you have to say thank you to your mother on her behalf."
Xuanxuan nodded hurriedly, but at this moment his eyes were bright and his attention was not on the conversation at all.
Instead, he asked again: "Mom, when can we eat?"
The rice is already cooked, and now it's just a matter of stewing the onion flavor in. Xiao Feng estimated the time: "Go and clear the table first, it will be ready soon."
A 1,000 ml casserole was used to stew a full bowl of rice.
The emerald green and slightly burnt green onions are mixed with the crystal white rice. When you open the lid, the sweetness of the rice and the unique taste of the green onions are instantly stirred.
There was the sound of windows banging downstairs.
Unknown to Xiao Feng, Uncle Grass Carp was sitting in the restaurant holding a bowl of rice and leftovers, his nose pressed towards the window.
It smells so good.
What a strong onion flavor.
He instantly remembered the two kilograms of juicy green onions he had given away, which cost him more than a hundred yuan in total!
Now that I think about it, if I had known that I would be scolded when I got home, why would I have spent money on buying groceries
Then I looked at the leftovers in front of me and suddenly felt hungry and had no appetite.
The angry wife also moved to the window out of curiosity. She knew she couldn't see anything outside, but she still took a look subconsciously:
"Whose family is cooking? Why does it smell so good? In the middle of the night..."
He touched his stomach and for some reason, he seemed a little hungry.
But when he took another look at the simple meal on the table that had been heated in the microwave by Uncle Grass Carp, he instantly lost his appetite.
Xiao Feng and Xuan Xuan had already taken a spoon and swallowed the fragrant scallion rice in one gulp.
"(⊙o⊙)Wow!"
Xuanxuan's eyes widened instantly: "Mom, it's delicious. Can we continue eating it tomorrow?"
Even if Xiao Feng was disappointed, he could tell that this was definitely not his cooking skill! The green onions were given by the uncle downstairs. I don’t know where he bought them. If I use this kind of green onions to make dumplings...
Forget it, these kinds of fine dishes must be very expensive and not suitable for her to run a street stall business.
Mm, it’s really delicious, have another bite!
However, the more Xuanxuan ate, the more eager he was to get the answer: "Mom, can we continue to eat this tomorrow? It's really delicious."
Xuanxuan is usually sensible and seldom makes requests so urgently. Let alone a simple scallion oil rice, even if it is something expensive, Xiao Feng is reluctant to refuse.
She thought for a moment and said, "Mom has to go to the stall in the morning and won't have time to cook for you. How about this, I'll make some scallion rolls later and steam them together tomorrow. Can you eat them with me?"
"Great, great!"
Their breakfast has always been steamed buns. Now that they can change the taste, how could Xuanxuan not agree
The mother and son were busy eating. There was a big pot full of rice, but the two people with small appetites actually scraped up all the rice.
Only after she put the last grain of rice into her mouth did Xuanxuan put the spoon back into the casserole with disappointment.
Xiao Feng hesitated once, but couldn't help asking, "Son, are you full?"
Xuanxuan touched his bulging belly and said, "Mom, I should be full."
It means the stomach is full but the mouth is not.
Coincidentally, Xiao Feng felt the same way.
However, it was late at night and stewed rice was not easy to digest, so she had to suppress the urge to cook another bowl.
Then he looked at the time: "Have you finished your homework? If you have, get ready for a rest."
The aroma of green onions in the attic gradually drifted away, and several families downstairs all had extra meals tonight without any prior agreement.
Three thirty in the morning.
Xiao Feng got up quietly, washed up simply, and then began to knead the dough, cut vegetables and prepare the stuffing.
The dough that has been fermented in advance is fluffy like a honeycomb, which is the best texture nowadays. In fact, Xiao Feng is not the best at making dumplings and filling them. But her dough ferments well, is soft and fluffy, and always has the best taste.
Many people don’t like to eat the dough when eating buns, but people only buy her buns because of the dough soaked in vegetable juice.
Because of his good skill in making dough, Xiao Feng’s reputation for selling steamed buns every evening is much better than that for selling dumplings.
At five o'clock, after he had wrapped all the buns, he looked at the remaining large ball of dough, turned around and washed the two pounds of onions from yesterday and cut them into chopped green onions.
Add salt to the thirteen spices and mix well with the chopped green onions, pour hot oil on it, and then spread it directly on the dough that has just been brushed with oil, roll it up, cut it, and press it down with a knife...
In the quiet attic kitchen, the cannon-shaped range hood made a rumbling sound.
The familiar smell of steamed buns filled the air again, and in the end, it was replaced by the rich and tangy aroma of green onions...