Everyone has his or her own skill, and mine is the ability to fry eggs that are nice and crispy. I learned this skill last week.

A few days ago, I saw my mother fried eggs not only golden in color, but also fragrant and crispy very delicious, I was very envious. So I also want to learn how to fry eggs. So I asked my mom for advice on how to fry eggs, and then I started to learn how to fry eggs in a hurry. Like my mom, I first heated the oil until it smoked, and then cracked the eggs into the pan, only to see the oil splash. Oops! The hot oil boomed onto my hand. I hastily use my sleeve to wipe the oil, and then hurriedly use a spatula to turn, the oil does not boom, but the eggs are broken, alas! My beautiful egg frying failed. But I'm not discouraged, so I put on gloves to start frying eggs again, this time I put the eggs into the pan, first salt and then carefully turn the eggs with a spatula, and the oil boom in the gloves I'm not afraid. In no time at all, the eggs were golden brown on both sides. I quickly spatula out the eggs and tasted them, wow! It was really delicious! After my mother tasted it, she also praised me for my skill, and my heart was happier than eating honey, and I had a kind of indescribable flavor!

By frying eggs, I realized that as long as you work hard and think hard, you will be successful!

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Do you like to eat fried eggs? I not only like to eat fried eggs, but I can also make them myself!

Today, I'll tell you how I learned to fry eggs. First of all, take out an egg, to wash the surface of the egg with water, the first time I washed the egg hard, only to hear the "pop" sound, the egg was broken, my mother told me: "Wash the egg, can not be too hard, because the egg skin is very thin, easy to broken." The second time, I listened to my mother's words, gently wash the eggs, and then put the frying pan on the gas stove, carefully open the fire, after the pan is hot, pour some oil into the pan, wait until the oil is hot, and then crack the eggs on the edge of the pan, pour the egg mixture in the hot frying pan, the eggs in the pan when frying, but also according to their own tastes, look at the eggs on the eggs to sprinkle some of their favorite seasoning, frying a minute or two later, my mother said: "Now you can turn the egg over and fry the other side." I follow my mother's command, turn the egg over and ready to fry the other side, accidentally a spot of oil splashed on my hand, I feel the hand hot and painful, I shouted: "I do not do fried eggs, I do not do fried eggs, I will never eat fried eggs." My mom told me, "There is nothing difficult in the world, only people who are willing to do it, as long as you put your heart and soul into it, you will surely succeed, if you always go backward when you encounter difficulties, then you will always have difficulties in front of you." Hearing my mom's words, I said to her, "Mom, I will overcome the difficulties, a little fried egg can't be hard for me." Under my mom's careful guidance, I finally made the fragrant fried eggs.

I was especially happy to eat my own fried eggs with my mom. Classmates, we are growing up day by day, whether at home, or at school, we have to let our parents and teachers worry less about us, we also have to learn all kinds of skills, not only can we take care of ourselves, but also can take care of mom and dad when we grow up in the future.

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"Braised beef, green pepper fried shredded pork "Wow! There are so many delicious meals that one's mouth is watering. My mother is a master of cooking, the neighbors all praise my mother's cooking color and flavor. One day, I was on a whim, clamoring for my mother to teach me to cook, I struggled to get my mother to teach me, my mother had to agree.

Mom taught me to make fried eggs. She finished the method of frying eggs I was confidently fried eggs. I first opened the refrigerator, took a big and fresh eggs, placed in the sink, and then from the shelf took a freshly washed pan, put on the stove, open the fire, all of a sudden poured the oil into the pan, only to hear the "zh la" of the oil sprayed out, I even backed up, really bad. Mom came into the kitchen, saw this situation and said to me: "The water in the pot should be dry before you put the oil, otherwise it will splash people." I nodded and said, "I'll be careful next time. It's better to be careful next time." Suddenly smoke from the pot "hoo" sound straight up, almost choked me, I just remembered that I forgot to open the hood, busy button, this is "smoke disappears".

I thought the oil was probably hot. So, from the sink to pick up the eggs, like mom's like, knocked on the table, a look did not open, I used a little bit of force, a little bit of carelessness, the egg white dripped down, I was busy with a bowl, catch, put the egg white. Yolk into the pot, watching them "diving" success, I was relieved. But because I was too busy, a piece of small eggshells do not know whether it is unwilling to be separated from their good friends, or also want to enjoy the fun of "swimming", while people are not prepared, sneak down. I was busy picking up the rice spoon, turn over and turn over, but the little thing is not listening to the call, I can not let a grain of mouse shit spoil a pot of soup. I do not care about the three seven, with a hand to grab, the pain of my jumping, and so on two dozen seconds, the pot came out "crackling" sound, the egg white on a small bubble, the egg on the white on a small bubble, like the children of that a sweet smile on the face of the flowers, the original white protein is also a little bit of yellow. I estimate that the following should be cooked, it is careful to use a spatula diagonally into the bottom of the egg, violently turned the egg, after a while, the egg has been yellow through, I will put the egg into the plate.

Looking at my yellow white, white yellow "masterpiece", I can not wait to taste a mouthful, although a little bit burnt, but my heart than eating honey sweet. Today, I fried eggs, just like the old saying, "It's easy to look at the flowers, but hard to embroider them". I'm tired of frying an egg, but how much sweat is hidden behind all the meat and fish on the table? You should know that our happy life today depends on those hard-working people, with their hands, to create such a beautiful today.

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Sunday morning, I woke up, opened my eyes and found that mom and dad have long gone to work, I rushed to get up, wash up, ready to eat breakfast.

I opened the refrigerator door to see, empty, only a few eggs, how to do? On the determination to fry their own eggs once, first wear a good apron, and then pour the oil into the pan, accidentally sneezed, the pan is full of my saliva, I was anxious, I used my hands to take the eggs out, did not expect to burn the hand, could not help but cry.

After a while, my hand did not hurt so much. But my stomach grumbled and sang, I had to fry again. After beating the eggs, put the salt, after a while, the eggs are cooked, I put it into a small bowl, finally can eat. I picked up the chopsticks, I thought it was hard to eat, but it tasted delicious.

In the future, I often fry eggs by myself, and I will be a master of frying eggs when I grow up.

I'm sure I'll be a master of frying eggs when I grow up.