Chapter 1: What impressed me most about learning to cook was being alone at home when I was eight years old.
At home, I always see my sister across the hall. I always stay at home alone on holidays. I often go to play across the hall with my sister, and it is very novel to see her cleaning the room and cooking at home. I think it must be fun to be alone at home. I want to experience that life, too. I finally experienced it.
My parents are away on business. I have been doing my homework at home since I left. After all, this is my first time at home. I guess I watched too many ghost movies. I feel very quiet around. My heart is pounding like a rabbit in my pocket. I feel like something will pop up next to me. I can't help but get goose bumps all over the floor. I was so scared that tears began to roll in my eyes.
I finished my homework. It's already evening. It's time for dinner. When I opened the kitchen, I was at a loss. Although there is food in the kitchen, I can't do anything but make do with instant noodles. When I turned on the TV, I was no longer afraid. Suddenly found a mobile phone on the desk, which should be left by my mother! At this moment, my mother called. It turns out that my mother asked me to take care of myself and tidy up before going to bed. When I finished cleaning the room, I lay in bed and turned on the computer. Although I was accompanied by a computer, I was still very scared.
It's almost time to go to bed, but I still can't sleep after turning off the computer. Suddenly something fell, so I covered my head with a quilt and shivered under the covers. Holding the mobile phone my mother left me, I began to play games to entertain myself. I think it would be nice if my mother came back.
Mom called again and told me to go to bed early. Don't be afraid. I'll be back almost tomorrow afternoon.
Chapter 2: Learn to be "Hee Hee". Do you know what I'm doing today? What, you said you didn't know? Okay, then. Let me tell you Hu Yuehuan! Today, my mother taught me to cook delicious fried rice with eggs.
At noon, my mother was about to cook. I said to my mother, "Mom, you can teach me how to cook fried rice with eggs." Mother put her chin in her hand, thought for a moment and nodded. "Oh yeah!" I jumped three feet for joy.
I started cooking. I picked up the sharpest kitchen knife, a big tomato, and my mother carefully cut it into small pieces. I gently picked up the egg and banged it on the edge of the bowl. I separate the eggs with my hands. Look, the golden yolk and the transparent protein slide down from the eggshell. Then, I picked up chopsticks and stirred them quickly. After a while, the egg happily blew small bubbles and formed a small vortex. I rushed out of the kitchen, picked up cold rice and went back to the kitchen. I asked my mother, "Can we start?" "Did you find anything missing?" Mom said. I had a brainwave and said, "Mom, I'll cut less meat." I said, and I picked up a kitchen knife to cut meat. Mother poured the oil into the pot and said to me, "Son, pour the eggs quickly." I saw the oil bubbling in the pot. I saw the oil bubble jumping around in the pot, like a lovely doll, and thought: Will this oil bubble touch my hand and hurt my little hand? At this time, my mother's encouragement came from my ear, so I had to pour the eggs into the pot with trepidation. The eggs will be ready soon. Now I am officially working. I poured oil first, then I poured meat, and then my mother took my little hand and said to me, "Shall we fry together?" I looked at my mother's face and nodded. Stir-fry for a while and the meat will be ready. My mother asked me mysteriously, "Do you know what will happen next?" I thought about it and said, "Is it fried tomatoes?" Mom said, "Yes, how clever!" I poured the tomato down again, and the tomato rolled in the pot and shed red tears. I poured the cold rice in again, crushed the rice balls with a shovel, and poured soy sauce and wine before frying. Finally, I poured eggs, and in a short time, delicious fried rice with eggs was ready.
Eating delicious fried rice with eggs, looking at the sweet smile on my mother's face, I thought to myself that I would also cook delicious fried rice with eggs for my mother in the future.
Chapter 3: Learning to cook. I used to watch my mother cook. I thought it was fun. I want to try cooking by myself. But my mother wouldn't let me cook, saying that I would be scalded by oil, which was very dangerous.
My aunt came to my house last Saturday. I asked her to cook fried rice with eggs for me, and she agreed. I stood beside her and watched carefully how she did it. Beat the eggs first, fry them in the pot, then add the rice, fry them again, add the salt ... I was fascinated by it, thinking about the process of making egg rice in my mind, thinking clearly step by step, and then recording it. Next Saturday, cook for yourself.
By Saturday afternoon, my stomach was already hungry. So I went downstairs. Fasten the apron, clean the pan and pick up the spatula. I was ready for this.
For the first time in my mind, I thought of the last time my aunt cooked fried rice with eggs, scrambled eggs, put rice and added salt ... I first took two eggs, beat them in a bowl and broke them. Then put the oil into the pot and heat it. Heat the eggs and pour them into the pot. When I poured it in, it suddenly snapped! "A few times, scared me, I'll turn off the fire. Take all protective measures. Wear gloves to prevent hand injuries. Use the pot cover as a protective cover. I lit a fire and kept burning. The eggs are fried smoothly. It's time to put the rice. After dinner, I cooked with a spatula and thought to myself, what should I do? Salt, yes! I sprinkled a handful of salt in it, poured a little wine and soy sauce, and said, "Bang!" "Voice, but I'm not afraid anymore, because I'm armed to the teeth. I was a little unable to fry, so I rested for a few seconds, but I didn't expect the rice to stick to the bottom of the pot. I put some water in it. There is a "bang!" In the sound, a lot of smoke came out. I quickly put the lid on and turned off the fire. I think it's almost enough, so I put the rice in the bowl. I ate it and it didn't taste good.
Finally, I tasted the taste of cooking. It was fun and a little exciting. I also deeply feel that it is not so easy for my mother to cook. Of course, I also know how to think about everything and how to do it.
Chapter 4: Learning to cook. I watch my mother make Middle Eastern and Western things in the kitchen every day. Soon, there will be hot meals. Take a bite, it's delicious! Looking at my mother's good cooking, I'm a little jealous and want to try it myself.
I am a novice on the road, or I want my mother to call me by hand. I was very excited when I walked into the kitchen. I don't know how many times I have been in the kitchen since I was born, but I have never been so excited, because this is the first time in my life! This is my first time in the kitchen. Can you not get excited? I took out the meat and crabs I bought with my long-cherished pocket money, as well as various seasonings: half onion, salt, white sugar, soy sauce, white wine, dried Chili, ginger, cooking wine, vinegar, pepper, chicken essence, cooking oil and so on. When you are ready, you will start to do it seriously under the guidance of your mother.
"First put the meat crab in a vessel, add a proper amount of white wine, get the meat crab drunk, remove the gills, stomach, intestines and cut into pieces." Well, I tried my best to cut the meat crab into pieces under the guidance of my mother. "Ha ha, great!" I am ecstatic. "Hum, I haven't done it yet, so I get carried away. How can I do it well?" I was speechless by my mother, so I had to bow my head and continue cooking. I cut half an onion into pieces and sliced 5 cm of ginger. I thought to myself, "Hum, I'll make you a decent dish, and don't let you look down on it." My mother and I are gambling with each other, and no one listens. I put down the pot, lit the fire and put oil on it. I was just about to put pepper or something, and my mother quickly said, "No, don't wait until the oil is 30% hot." Listen, what would you do to the food if I wasn't here! "I blushed and muttered," this is the first time. What does it matter if you don't? "After a while, the oil became hot. I added 15 slices of pepper and a little dried pepper to stir-fry the spicy taste. Then I add all kinds of seasonings to ginger slices, onion segments and crab pieces, stir them evenly, and then take them out of the pot! " Haha, not bad, I am really awesome! "I am very proud of the smell of this dish." What is so awesome? "Mom said disdainfully." Look at the time. It's been over an hour. I can cook three or four dishes. "I look at the time, really, it seems that I really not as good as others. But, mom, don't worry, I will definitely surpass you. We'll see!
After learning to cook this time, I know the difficulty of cooking and have a sense of accomplishment in cooking! Although a little tired, I am still very happy.
Chapter 5: Learning to cook. The Spring Festival is the most lively and enjoyable time for every household, and the whole family gets together to enjoy happiness. On New Year's Eve, I will cook a big dinner for my parents.
I went out to buy food early in the morning. When I came to the food market, I saw that the food market was full of noise and noise. I went to the vegetable shop and asked, "Boss, how much are the vegetables?" The boss said, "Five yuan a catty. Do you want it? " I nodded, took a little, and weighed more than half a catty, 3 yuan. I took my notebook out of my pocket, wrote down vegetables, bought cucumbers, ribs, meat, asparagus ... and went home.
When I got home, I cleaned up the dishes I bought and listed the recipes, namely: fried cucumber with eggs, sweet and sour pork ribs, fried pork strips, Caicai soup, shredded Chinese cabbage, seafood soup, steamed fish, sparerib soup, fried potatoes and fruit juice.
After lunch, I began to be busy in the kitchen. My mother asked me if I needed help. I quickly refused and started. I'll cut the ribs into two parts first, one for stew and the other for soup. After I washed two rice cookers, I put the ribs and wax gourd in one pot, then added water, covered the lid, plugged in the power supply and cooked them over high heat. Add shrimp and shells to the other one, add water, cover it, plug in the power supply and cook it over high fire.
Two soups are still cooking, so I started making sweet and sour pork ribs. Pour oil into the pan, add onion, ginger and garlic, and stir-fry until fragrant. Then pour the ribs in, stir fry a few times, cover the pot, stew for a while, pour some salt, sugar, soy sauce and vinegar, add some water, and cover the pot for later use.
Next, some side dishes are put in another pot. Scramble the eggs first, then pour the cucumber in, tear the cabbage by hand and fry it in the pot. After that, I poured a lot of oil into the pot. Guess what this is for? Yes, it's potato chips. Put the potato chips in the pot, and the potatoes are singing "coming" happily in the oil. After a while, the toast was fried and the dishes on the table were rich. I looked at those dishes and thought, it's so delicious that my parents will definitely appreciate me. Sweet and sour pork ribs are ready. I tasted it and it was delicious! Then put the bone soup and seafood soup in a bowl and eat.
I took the rice out of the rice cooker and invited my parents to dinner. As soon as he came out, he said, "It smells good!" Sitting at the dinner table, my father tasted sweet and sour pork ribs for the first time and said, "Yes, daughter, you are great. The sweet and sour pork ribs made for the first time are great! " My mother also praised me for cooking delicious. I listened to the praise, and my heart was beautiful.
On New Year's Eve this year, I really grew up. I want to tell people all over the world: "I learned to cook."
Chapter 6: Learning to cook delicious food cooked by my grandmother will never be forgotten. I can't forget the way I wolf down every time the food is served. I am envious to see that my classmates have learned to fry eggs, stir-fry and other dishes. Today, my mother finally agreed to teach me how to cook my favorite fried rice with eggs.
At noon, I jumped and jumped with excitement: "Let's start now!" " "I will beat the eggs in a bowl, stir them evenly, and put them aside with cold rice at noon.
Then, my mother will teach me to turn on the gas: "Turn the gas switch counterclockwise!" " "I opened the bottom cabinet and saw a screw on the gas tank! I was about to turn on the switch when I suddenly remembered the news: gas leakage, gas explosion ... God, that's terrible! My hand froze there. Mom was anxious: "Open quickly!" I asked awkwardly, "What if I turn around and explode? In case ... ""No! " Mom said impatiently. I hesitated for a moment, then carefully turned off the gas and quickly turned on the switch of the top stove.
When the pan was dry, I put a little oil in it and the oil immediately overflowed. Under the guidance of my mother, I poured a dry meal and fired it.
At first, I just watched my mother cooking with a shovel until I was awakened by her mother's urging words: "Hurry up and cook!" " You're so bored standing. Do you want me to shoot you? "I quickly picked up a shovel and stirred awkwardly. Stir-fried, I found some dry rice stuck in the pot, and I was in a hurry to go there. At this time, my mother's words floated into my ears with the wind: "Turn it over and copy it quickly, and don't let it stick to the pot!" " "So, I have a hard time cooking.
After a while, I cooked the dry rice. I smelled it first, and the smell of eggs mixed with delicious rice was overflowing, which made people salivate, not to mention me. I took a big spoon and put it in my mouth. I think this fried rice with eggs is sweeter than before.
This reminds me of Tao Xingzhi's Song of Self-reliance: "Drop your own sweat, eat your own food and do your own thing. Relying on people and ancestors is not a hero. " Isn't that what it is? This cooking experience made me understand a profound truth: no pains, no gains, as long as you work hard, you will succeed!
Chapter 7: Learning to cook. I eat delicious meals cooked by my parents every day. Every meal makes my mouth water. Once, I thought: I should also learn to cook. Otherwise, in case my parents are not at home, I will be at home alone. Should I wait to starve to death?
"Dad, I also want to learn to cook!" "Well, then make scrambled eggs with tomatoes!" Dad asked me to take two eggs and two tomatoes from the refrigerator. Dad said: "to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes, you must first be able to beat eggs." Dad showed me an empty bowl. He said, "Let the egg strike the edge of the bowl first, not too light, not too heavy, but moderate. Then, two forefingers gently pressed on both sides of the crack, and then a little harder, a round Huang Cancan egg was "born" in the bowl.
I tried, too. I knock the egg in the middle first. "No, no, it's too light. A little heavier! Hmm. " I knocked hard, and then I held back ... alas! How did this happen? Some water runs out of the egg. Dad said, "hit it in the bowl." I quickly put the eggs in the bowl, wow! What a strange shape! It's really far from dad's egg. Dad smiled and said, "Be careful in the future!" ! Ha ha. "I also follow to laugh. Dad and I stir the eggs together, adding a little salt, cooking wine and water. I can't forget anything now!
Then, we will cut tomatoes. I said, "Why not just cut it from the middle and then cut it?" "Dad said," Well ... but I'll teach you a better way. Is to cut the right hand and turn the tomatoes with the other hand. "I tried, very successful. When we started cooking, my father said, "We can't put oil until the water in the pot is hydrated. "Also, where is the oil? Don't put too much oil, don't pour half a pot of oil, and don't just pour a little. Ok, now you pour the oil. " "What have I done with it? Oil? " "Oh, who will let you go? I'm teaching you how to do it! Do you want me to pour it? " "all right! I pour oil! " I'm afraid my hand will start to reach before the water in the pot is finished. Fortunately, I have stabilized. I poured the oil into the pot. Now, I began to put vegetables. I put two eggs in the bowl, and my body is more than one meter away from the pot! Dad said, nothing, just hold the spoon in your left hand, pour the food in your right hand and toss it around. I did what my father did, and it really worked. I tried to pour tomatoes into the pot and finally made a dish.
It tastes a little salty, but I'm satisfied! This is the most meaningful meal I have ever had.
Chapter 8: I have made many attempts to learn cooking, but I will never forget my first attempt-trying to cook. I remember that time, my parents went out, but it was almost noon in a blink of an eye, and my stomach growled. But my parents haven't come back yet. I had to wait for a while, but my parents still didn't come, so I ate some instant noodles first, but I couldn't fill my stomach. I waited a little longer, but after a while, my patience reached its limit. I'm tired of waiting, so I want to cook by myself.
I checked online first, and wanted to know what food is suitable for cooking. At first glance, scrambled eggs with tomatoes were better, but I didn't cook, because there was no food at home, so I had to buy it from outside. I went to the vegetable market and bought some tomatoes. I didn't know what to eat, so I bought some casually. Then I saw noodles and bought some noodles. When I got home, I cut the tomatoes slowly, then fried them in a pot, then put them on a plate, then broke the eggs and poured them into a bowl to stir. Then pour the oil, wait until the oil is hot, and then get the eggs. This is what I said according to the computer. Put away the eggs quickly, or they will become egg rolls. Then quickly pour in the tomatoes. Stir-fry for a while and add salt. After a while, um, I'll do the dishes.
Then, I started to cook noodles, but I bought ten yuan of noodles, which seemed to be inexhaustible, so I left a little. I'll boil the water first. After the water boils, I put the noodles. After a while, the noodles are cooked. I filtered it with cold water and it became cold noodles. Noodles with egg noodles are really delicious.
I didn't expect to succeed in cooking for the first time, but it was too much trouble and I didn't want to do it. It suddenly dawned on me. I also think of my mother buying food and cooking every day. For so many years, every meal my mother cooked was so delicious. I used to take it for granted that lying here would never find out how much love I had for my family. I walked into the room, hugged my mother and said to her, "Thank you, mom, for cooking so delicious every meal for so many years."