Shishan blew his beard and glared, \"Stinky boy, if you want to play, just say it directly. Why are you so complicated? What high-speed rail song
Dad, that\u0027s the song of the heavens
Alright, I know your attitude now. I\u0027ll tell Lao Mao about it. If you don\u0027t learn, then don\u0027t learn
Shi Lan was pleasantly surprised: \"Really
Shi Shan nodded and said, \"In a matter of one sentence, Lao Mao is also a reasonable person. If you are clear about it, just say it
Shi Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief. If Dad really settles this matter, then he won\u0027t have to worry so much when he goes to the Wanmin Hall again in the future.
Then you need to rest first. I\u0027ll wash this bowl so that Xiangling can take it back
Carrying the plate back to the kitchen, I lifted the curtain and smelled a pungent aroma.
My stomach growled and Shi Lan couldn\u0027t help but ask, \"Xiangling, what are you busy with
Xiangling was wearing an apron and her nose was stained with black ash. She was busy like a little elf in the kitchen and proudly said, \"That dish I just learned! Hmm, it\u0027s also a staple food, it\u0027ll be ready soon
I thought I could cook noodles or pimple soup
There\u0027s no need for anything else, that dough is enough. \"She wiped her hand on her apron, and Xiangling lifted the lid of the pot, causing the hot steam to surge.
Shi Lan curiously extended her head and saw several round pastries lying on the steaming plate in the pot. She couldn\u0027t help but smile and say, \"Nang
It\u0027s not Nang, is it... I don\u0027t know what it\u0027s called, it\u0027s what Guoba taught me. \"Xiangling picked up the pancake and put it on a plate, then said,\" I cut some meat sauce into it. It was supposed to be steamed for a long time, but Guoba sprayed a lot of heat, and it can be cooked in a few minutes. Try it
Shi Lan scratched her head and said, \"Noodle cake with meat, isn\u0027t this Mora meat
Xiangling explained, \"The practice of this Nang is even older than that of Mora meat! Dad guessed that this is the original practice of Mora meat. Dad said that when our ancestors moved here from Guiliyuan, cooking was very troublesome on the way, so people made this Nang, which can fill their stomachs and be easy to carry. Dad hasn\u0027t seen this kind of Nang made in a long time, and I don\u0027t know how it got
Shi Lan nodded and said, \"The common practice now is to use the method of making steamed buns with meat like Mora meat. Your style is indeed very ancient and quite troublesome, but it\u0027s really convenient to carry
Xiangling nodded and said, \"Try it quickly
Guoba is also urging him to say, \"Lu!\" (Hurry up!)
Shi Lan washed her hands and picked up a piece of Nang. She first sniffed it, but fortunately, there was no pungent smell.
Xiangling likes to put spicy food in her cooking, but Shi Lan doesn\u0027t eat spicy food. Every time she tries dishes, Shi Lan will smell it to prepare for being spiced over.
Nang is not too big in your hand, it\u0027s the size of a palm, and it\u0027s a bit hot, but the dough is very soft, not sticky or too hard, and it smells a faint aroma.
I opened my mouth and took a bite, and the meat sauce wrapped in the dough immediately flowed out of a rich soupIt filled the entire mouth and also suppressed the dry taste of the pastry.