I should be 12 years old, because I have a younger brother at home and need help from my parents. So, I learned to cook simple dishes, and the first one I can cook is Sichuan pork. Because I feel that my mother cooks the most, I want to try that dish. As a result, it tastes wrong every time. It turned out that there was little oil and no sugar. I still miss the enthusiasm at that time.
I am a woman! Cooking and washing clothes at the age of thirteen Because both parents work. There are four sisters, my brother above, a younger brother below and a younger sister. So some housework at home falls on me, I have to cook and wash clothes, and I have to take care of my siblings! It was a planned economy at that time. There is nothing to eat, just coarse grains. Living expenses paid to my parents. I will queue up to buy food and go to the grain store to buy food. I am reluctant to spend a penny to buy snacks for myself! Up to now, my brothers and sisters still say that when I was a child, I fried shredded potatoes and made potato sauce. Although the living conditions are good now, there are endless fish, but I just can't eat the taste of that year! Because of the early history, it is easy to get married inside and outside! Life needs experience. With experience, you can grow!
I didn't know until I got married. I learned it from online recipes, and it's very good now. When I was a child, I had a lot of homework, and my parents didn't need me to cook, so I didn't have a chance to study. When I got married, I was very interested in learning and soon learned it. It would be great if you could learn from an early age.
Speaking of how old I can cook, I think of the scene when I started learning to cook when I was a child.
In our family, my father works in other places. My mother farmed at home and took care of her children, so her life was very busy. I remember one day at noon, I was really hungry, but my mother was still picking wheat. I squatted beside my mother and watched her busy all the time. I tentatively said, "Mom, why don't I cook?" My mother suddenly laughed when she heard this sentence, maybe because she thought I was joking, because I was only six and a half years old and too young to reach the stove. But I said seriously, "I really want to cook." So my mother happily put down her work and came to the kitchen to teach me how to cook. First, I found myself a small stool and stepped on it. Then my mother brought me a bowl of noodles. Then she taught me how to make noodles. That is, first pour the noodles into the basin, then put a little baking soda in the noodles, slowly pour the water, stir the noodles while pouring, and when the hardness of the noodles is almost the same, start mixing the noodles, then buckle the kneaded noodles in the basin for a while, and finally roll them up. Mother said and went out. I made noodles carefully according to the steps my mother taught me. I remember the first time I cooked noodles that really looked like noodles. From that day on, my mother assured me to cook. I remember cooking at that time. I felt very proud of myself, so I didn't wash my hands in time every time I finished cooking, in order to let more people know that I could cook. Of course, when others see my face, they will be surprised and say, "Such a small doll can cook, it's amazing!" Hearing others say so, my heart is full of pride.
This is the scene when I started to learn to cook when I was a child. Since then, every time my mother is too busy to cook, I will consciously undertake this task and get better and better, so that when the main guests come to my house in the future, my father will quickly let me cook and entertain people. To tell the truth, I was filled with pride at that moment, proud that I could help my parents and that I was a useful person. Do you have this experience?
I was born in 1977, and I learned to cook at the age of six. My family is busy harvesting rice. When I came home from school, I added a pot of water and a bundle of rape stalks caught fire. The water boiled and I ate a batch of noodles, which weighed two or three pounds. When I was six years old, I was not sensible. I see I can eat noodles. I don't have any vegetables, but I see I have sugar. Alas, I fished a bowl and added sugar. That should be 1983, and the time is very difficult,,,!
The second grade of primary school! Four dishes and one soup, Ma Ma finished with tears, probably because she felt that there were girls who had just grown up at home. It's definitely not that my cooking is not delicious, because I'm good at cooking now.
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I started cooking at the age of seven, and it has been almost 40 years now. I have practiced cooking, mainly because I like cooking myself. My husband and children like my cooking. Some people say that I have been cooking and cleaning like a nanny. I don't think it's because I like it. I go to work, too. I just have breakfast at home. At other times, family members eat in the company canteen and cook something delicious on Sunday. I usually clean up after cooking. Now I'm married.