My Children Are Fierce and Adorable!

   Chapter 84 The texture of octopus is clear and white

  A group of people swallowed silently. Judging from the performance of the big man, the food at this stall seems to be really good! And that big guy didn't look like a caregiver. Since he worked in the casino, he should have eaten a lot of good things, and he could praise the food at this stall. It seems that the taste must be very good.

  Now everyone’s attitude has changed a bit. They don’t have that big opinion on Aunt Rong and the others. It seems that it is really delicious and the price is high.

At the stall, Aunt Rong did the same. The long wooden spoon scooped a full spoonful of white porridge, and it was just full when it was poured into a small crock pot. When the white porridge quickly boiled again, Aunt Rong used a long wooden block to sandwich the fish. Originally, only a section of fish meat could be added for two cents, but Aunt Rong hesitated and put two sections into the bottom of the porridge.

  Fish slices are cooked faster than pork liver, and in order to be delicious, the cooking time must be mastered.

  The intuitive impact of pork liver and meat moo is attractive, wanting to eat, but a different look. The snow-white fish meat seems to have not changed much after being cooked, but changed from transparent to jade-like tender white, because it is fresh, a bit crystal clear, with good eyesight, and you can see the beautiful texture on the fish.

  The fish section is very large, and the fish is rich in flesh. The whole section sinks and floats in the same pure white porridge, and the painting generally gives birth to a kind of poetry.

  ...The crowd of onlookers was really convinced. Most of the people here were poor people, but they felt “poetic” when they looked at a piece of fish.

  The cooking speed is very fast, and it will be out in the blink of an eye, sprinkled with chopped green onion, and the pure white porridge and fish meat are floating with emerald green, which dissolves the monotony.

  ...Absolute!

  Furthermore, the bottom of the porridge is so boiled that it can melt the flavour of the fish into the rotten porridge in such a short time.

  At first glance, this bowl of porridge didn't seem to be distinctive. As a result, everyone smelled a thicker and more delicious scent at the moment when the pan was started and the spoon was scooped up.

  ...I can tell at a glance that this is a fish.

  But this is the scent of fish, and it’s too fresh, so there is no fishy smell at all!

  Moreover, when the fish porridge is cooked, there will be a fascinating temptation. As soon as the fragrance of the fish porridge spreads, it fills the sky above the pier domineeringly, and it also invades the crowded crowd.

  More people have already smelled the smell, and the crowd looked over here in a slight turmoil, and more people gathered.

  At the same time, everyone had watched it for so long and hadn't seen it before, which made it extremely anticipated and curious. The fried dumplings started.

   Aunt Rong turned her side a little, facing the frying pan, assisted by the two sisters-in-law, the stove underneath was on fire.

The flat-bottomed earthenware pot started to heat up. Aunt Rong poured a little more oil into it than the usual frying stuff, wrapped it at home and placed it neatly next to each other. The white and plump leek and pork dumplings were discharged. On the pan.

  The oil began to heat up, sizzling, and the bottom of the white flour dumplings also began to heat up.

  It was just the smell of oil, and everyone onlookers who had already inhaled sniffed their noses. Sure enough, things made of oil were particularly fragrant. Whether it was fried or deep-fried, it was the most appetizing.

  Not to mention, the bottom of the white flour dumplings gradually changed color. After frying for a while, the dumplings began to emit the aroma of white flour and fillings inside, which became more intense.

  Everyone was invaded by this overbearing smell, and their eyes looked uncontrollably over there, staring at the dumplings in the pan.

  (End of this chapter)