Before I reached home, my stomach was already singing ? empty city? Back home to see, there is no one else in the house, only a bowl of white rice, can not be no vegetables! I opened the refrigerator and saw the potatoes, I thought: let's do fried shredded potatoes!

I washed the potatoes and started to help peel them. I held the potatoes, take a knife to peel, but the potato skin did not peel off, but also almost cut the hand. Suddenly I thought of my mother peeling potatoes with a paring knife, I changed the tool to continue to start peeling, I can only peel a little, and then skillful, can peel a long strip. In a short while, I will be fat potato cut clean, potato from dirty and gray into a yellowish color.

I put the potatoes on the cutting board to cut them, but I cut them either thin or thick. When I think back to when my mom cut the potatoes, it was easy to cut them evenly and without cutting my hands. I had to cut carefully, cutting potato slices took almost all of my strength.

After slicing the potatoes, I started shredding them. Think of my mom cut fast and good, but this time I cut my own, although the thickness varies, but it took me nine oxen and two tigers. After cutting, I brought a basin with water to put the potatoes into the basin to soak up.

I started to prepare the ingredients: green onions, ginger, garlic, and chili peppers. I cut the onion into pieces, the ginger and garlic into slices, and washed the chili peppers. By the time I finished preparing these, the potatoes were soaked. I turned on the fire, then poured the oil into the pot, and when the oil was hot, I put the onion, ginger and shredded potatoes into the pot, and suddenly? Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz? A sound, the original yellowish potato silk into golden yellow, a burst of flavor from the pot floated out ......

It turns out that the seemingly simple fried shredded potato is not easy to do ah! I realized the hard work of the mother, the next time there is no one at home, I can also do a plate of delicious fried shredded potatoes for the family.

Public number: Ocarina Sound Poetry Webzine