My mother taught me how to cook hairtail in braise in soy sauce 400 words 1 Friday, my mother taught me how to cook hairtail in braise in soy sauce.
First, pour a little oil into the pan, and when the oil is hot, then dip the washed and cut hairtail into flour and gently slide it into the oil pan along the edge of the pan. I threw hairtail into it at once, and my mother said to me, "Don't put it in at once, you should slide it gently into the oil pan along the side of the pot." I thought of a good way, just put the hairtail on the shovel and put it down gently. My mother praised me for my cleverness. When both sides of the fish turn golden, you can add wine. Then, pour the soy sauce and turn on a small fire to prevent burning. In the process of burning, turn the pot more, otherwise one place will be burnt and the other places will be uncooked. After a while, my mother scooped up a little water and told me to fall down. I asked my mother why, and my mother replied, "Water was added to prevent it from boiling." After a while, my mother found that there was not enough water, so she scooped up a little more water and let me fall. Mom added, "Shovel the bottom with a shovel, or the hairtail will stick to the pot." I shoveled several times and turned it over with a shovel. Mom said: "This method is not good, it will break the hairtail. You should shovel the red soup at the bottom with a shovel and sprinkle it on the top of the upper layer, so that the upper layer will have a taste. Then add garlic, which makes people taste better. " In a short time, the braised hairtail was cooked, and there were hairtail with sauce red and garlic with green and red colors, which made people drool.
I watched my mother eat with relish, and I felt very happy.
My mother taught me how to cook with braised hairtail in 400 words. One day, my mother said to me, "Will I teach you how to cook fried rice with eggs today?" "Good, good!" I jumped up excitedly, because this is my dream!
My mother took me to the kitchen, turned on the fire and said, "It's starting now. Can you do it well?" "Of course!" I said proudly. I followed my mother's example, put some oil in the pot, and then knocked an egg and stirred it up with a spatula. "ouch!" I screamed. Mom asked quickly, "What's the matter?" "This, this oil burns me." Mom quickly brought the band-aid and bandaged it for me and said, "Forget it, don't do it, I'll do it!" "
"No, I must finish it." My mother looked at me firmly and smiled helplessly and said, "All right." When I picked up the spatula again, I found that the egg was burnt. I'm a little depressed and ready to do it again. Mom said, "Never mind, just make do!" So I put in the rice and then fried it, but I never thought that the rice was fried everywhere. I was so scared that I lost my spatula and hid aside, and I wanted to back down. My mother saw it and encouraged me to say, "Don't give up, go on, it will be successful soon." I walked up in fear, and I was very scared, but I didn't want to give up, so I had to bite the bullet and continue to fry. I turned left and right, and finally fried these "disobedient" rice.
I filled a bowl full, put it in front of my mother and proudly said, "Please try it!" " "Yes, it's just a little salty." Mother nodded as she tasted it. I also filled a bowl with a grain of salt and took a big bite. Not a little salty, but very salty. I almost threw it up. My mother encouraged me while the iron was hot, saying, "Just put less salt next time, and we must continue to work hard!" I nodded and agreed.
Learning to cook is not so difficult, but it is not as easy as I thought. You must do better next time!
My mother taught me how to cook hairtail in braised pork. My parents work hard every day, and they have to get up early to cook for us. Have you ever thought of cooking a meal for my parents to comfort their hard work and take care of us?
Anyway, that's what I thought and did.
Last weekend, I stayed at my grandmother's house. I was bored and wanted to find something to do, so I told my grandmother on a whim that I wanted to learn to cook. Grandma was a little confused when she heard this. She felt that you were not as tall as the stove, so why do you still want to learn to cook? But I didn't listen to her advice. Although there may be oil stars dripping on my body when cooking, I may be burned or cut by a knife, but I don't worry about it. I just want to learn well and surprise my parents. I want to tell them that I have grown up and can share it for them.
After listening to my explanation, grandma was also very moved, and she agreed to my request. Passing 18-wheeler, I have washed my hands and prepared to take food. If I have to learn, I should learn a homely one first, so grandma decided to teach me how to cook scrambled eggs with tomatoes. As soon as the words sound fell, I started to wash the tomatoes, and then cut them according to my grandmother's appearance. Or my grandmother helped me lay the eggs and poured them into the pot. When it was almost time, I poured the tomatoes in and stirred them up in a proper way, remembering the appearance of the chef on TV, but just think about it, and I will make perfect.
Finally, the food was out of the pot. When my parents came to eat, I proudly told them that I made it, and they were very moved and pleased to praise me for growing up.
Mom and dad are always easy to satisfy, and they will be touched by our little reward, so treat mom and dad well and don't make them sad.
My mother taught me how to cook with braised hairtail. This morning, I said to my mother, "We are going to the new product base, where we will cook by ourselves." So, my mother decided to let me cook breakfast today.
Today's breakfast is instant noodles, and my mother said, "rinse the pot with water first." I rinsed it carefully and the pot became clean. At this time, my mother said, "Put the pot on the stove." I carefully put the pot on the stove. "Turn on the gas." Mom said to me, I opened the cupboard and turned on the gas. "See those two flames?" Mother said to me, "Just screw that handle there." I screwed the handle there.
After a while, my mother asked me to break the instant noodles in half. I didn't dare at first. My mother showed me again. I had the courage. I took the second bag of instant noodles. This time, I did not hesitate to break the instant noodles in half and put them in the pot. My mother told me to wash a pair of chopsticks and let me stir. After I stirred for a few minutes, I put the seasoning in the instant noodles again, and then stirred again. After a while, the noodles were soft, and my mother said to me in a hurry, "Come on, get the noodles quickly!" I quickly took a big spoon and a pair of chopsticks to catch noodles.
Instant noodles are ready. I took a bite of my own noodles and felt great. My parents were very pleased to eat my noodles.
My mother taught me to cook braised hairtail and learn to cook a composition of 400 words. Today, my mother taught me to cook braised rice with preserved mushrooms.
The materials are rice, sausage, mushrooms, boletus and some seasonings.
First, we have to wash rice. Put rice and a little water on the rice washing plate, stir it by hand for a few times, then replace the water and go back and forth for three times to wash the rice clean. Then put the washed rice into the rice cooker, and then add a proper amount of water.
Then clean the soaked mushrooms. Mom said that if you put some flour and knead it with your hands for a while, the dirty things in the mushrooms will come out. As soon as I did what my mother said, the water turned black and there were some small particles floating in the water. I washed it again and again, and finally it was clean. Then we cut the mushrooms into cubes, which look like a mass of mud, but they smell delicious.
We also have to tear the cleaned boletus into strips by hand, and it doesn't matter if it is thinner or thicker. Oh, we have to slice the cleaned sausage obliquely. Mom says it looks beautiful.
After the preparation work is completed, we spread these dishes evenly on the rice layer by layer, and then mix the soy sauce, sesame oil, pepper and rock sugar into a sauce and put it in a bowl to steam with the rice.
In a short time, there was a burst of fragrance in the kitchen, and it was finally good. Mother poured the sauce and stirred it evenly. My brother and I each had a bowl and a bite. Wow! The mouth is full of fragrance and the aftertaste is endless. Yeah! Braised rice with preserved mushrooms, it worked!
My mother taught me to burn braised hairtail and learn to cook in 400 words. I closed my exercise book. When I looked at my watch, it was almost five o'clock. I shouted at my father who was intoxicated in the novel, "Dad, my stomach is already at war. It's time for us to cook!" Dad hurried into the kitchen, and I suddenly had an idea-I want to cook today! "This can't be done," dad said. "It's the first time you learn to cook. Help dad first! I will cook for myself when I am familiar with it. "
So my father and I began to prepare for cooking, and under the command of my father, we began to make preparations. I dialed an onion, washed two tomatoes and a potato, and my father shredded the meat and potatoes. Watching my father cut potatoes as thin as noodles with a sharp kitchen knife, I think I have to practice this job for several years.
I started cooking. Dad first told me how to use the gas stove, then put the wok on. When the wok is hot, pour the oil, and when the oil starts to smoke, first fry the shredded pork, add a little vinegar to the seasoning, pour in the shredded potatoes and stir it constantly. Finally, add salt and monosodium glutamate to the wok. A plate of delicious and sour shredded potatoes is made!
Then I made scrambled eggs with tomatoes and fried rape with ham. I went to help my father in a hurry and went through the process of making each dish. It turned out that cooking was so complicated. Tasting every dish makes me happy, because every dish has my credit. However, I want to start my career and learn more from my father, so as to "liberate" my parents from the kitchen as soon as possible.
My mother taught me to cook braised hairtail and learn how to cook. On that day, I begged my mother to teach me how to cook scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
After washing and cutting the tomatoes, it is time to beat the eggs. While demonstrating, my mother said to me, "the egg should be knocked from the side of the bowl and broken along this crack." You see, just like me, try it. " I picked up an egg and knocked it down along the edge of the bowl like my mother did. The egg burst instantly, the egg white spilled out, the yolk was broken, and some odds and ends of egg shells were left in the bowl. Mother sighed and picked out the eggshells one by one with chopsticks.
Next, it is the most crucial step-start cooking.
I poured oil into the wok, and when the oil temperature was 80% hot, I poured the eggs into the wok. The wok instantly made a "sizzling" sound. I was shocked, pushed it with both hands, and accidentally knocked the wok to the ground: "Mom, I don't want to learn to cook." My mother encouraged me by saying, "Don't be afraid, son. You can do it. Try again!" " Say that finish, mom started a pot again. There was still a "zi zi" sound in the pot. With my mother's encouragement, I bravely stepped forward to stir the eggs in the pot. Then, carefully put the scrambled eggs into the plate. After that, I fried the tomatoes, poured the eggs into the pot, and added some water to stir fry a little. At this time, the aroma of tomatoes blended with eggs came to my face, and in this way, a pot of delicious scrambled eggs with tomatoes was ready.
I am excited to let my parents taste my tomato scrambled eggs, and both parents think it tastes good!
My mother taught me to burn braised hairtail and learn to cook a composition in 400 words. 8 "Baby, baby, get up!" " I was awakened by my mother's screaming. I said coquetry, "Let me sleep for a while!" " Faced with my rogue performance, my mother said, "It's Sunday, why don't you make your own breakfast?" As soon as I heard this, I got refreshed, jumped out of bed, dressed neatly, and went to the kitchen with my mother.
Under the command of my mother, I first put two pieces of bread in the oven, then took out three eggs from the refrigerator and began to learn to fry poached eggs. I put the flat pan on the stove, carefully turned on the gas, and poured some oil into the pan. The oil was hot and hissed. I felt a little scared and took a step back. My mother comforted me and said, "Don't be nervous, turn down the fire." Because I practiced in the technical class at school, I successfully cracked the eggs and poured them into the pot. As soon as the eggs were put into the pot, white bubbles appeared, and the egg white solidified. The yolk in the middle was like a red sun rising in Ran Ran, which was particularly bright and beautiful against the surrounding white clouds. Mother asked me to sprinkle some salt and told me that one side had turned golden, so the egg could be turned over. So I gently shoveled the shovel, and when I turned it over, I broke the egg yolk, and the egg yolk flowed everywhere. In an instant, the egg yolk and egg white were mixed together, and it looked dark, like an omelet. I was a little depressed, and my mother comforted me and said, "It doesn't matter. It's good enough to do it for the first time. Let's keep doing it." When frying the second poached egg, my mother taught me how to turn it over hand in hand. With the last two experiences, I finally succeeded the third time. I'm glad I learned to fry poached eggs.
Eating delicious bread and fried poached eggs, it is very meaningful for me to learn how to cook poached eggs this time, and let me know a truth: everything is difficult at the beginning.
My mother taught me how to cook hairtail in red sauce. Once, my grandmother cooked too much dry rice, and we didn't finish it. My grandmother said it didn't matter, so it could be used to make fried rice with eggs in the evening. I am also very happy, because I also want to take this opportunity to learn how to cook fried rice with eggs.
In the evening, grandma took three eggs out first, and then poured the oil into the iron pot. When the oil was hot, grandma poured the dry rice into the pot and stirred it for a while. Grandma quickly broke all the eggs into a bowl and stirred them evenly. Then grandma poured the stirred eggs into the pot and began to stir them again. I think it looks very simple to cook fried rice with eggs, so I clamored beside me and said, "I want to fry, I want to fry!" " Grandma said; "Good, good!" I handed the shovel to me, and I shoveled it in the pot and turned the rice into a mess. Grandma said, "It's not like that!" With that, grandma reached out and held my hand and taught me how to use the shovel correctly. After grandma let go, I learned to shovel and shovel as grandma taught me, and finally I was done. Grandma shoveled the rice out, and as soon as she tasted it, she quickly said; "It tastes terrible, it really tastes terrible!" I quickly asked what happened, and my grandmother said, "You forgot to put salt. Eggs and rice have no taste, so it tastes terrible!" " I just remembered that I didn't put salt, so I had to pour the rice into the pot again and shovel it out again after putting salt.
This time I learned to cook fried rice with eggs. I will cook fried rice with eggs very well in the future, and I will never forget to put salt in it.
My mother taught me to cook braised hairtail and learn to cook a composition of 400 words 10. Today, I'm going to learn to cook original scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
In order to make this dish more delicious, my mother and I went to Hexing Lifestyle Supermarket to buy green onions and coriander. As soon as we entered the supermarket, the warm air "ran" into my neck. As I walked, I saw that this supermarket didn't have two floors. When I came to the vegetable area, I carefully selected green onions and parsley, so I didn't have to buy them because I had eggs and tomatoes at home.
When I got home, I went to the refrigerator and got three eggs and two red pestles. Cut a small bowl of onion and a small bowl of coriander. I'll break the eggs in a bowl first, and then stir them evenly with chopsticks. Then wash the tomatoes, cut them into small pieces and put them on a plate. I've made all the preparations, and I'm ready to start frying tomatoes and eggs.
I'll turn on the gas first, then turn on the switch. First, I poured the oil into the pot, only to hear the "Zila" oil begin to "talk". Then I poured the eggs in, and the eggs began to "decorate" themselves, with yellow lace and yellow clothes. I turned the eggs upside down while humming, and when I saw that the eggs on both sides turned golden yellow, I began to pour the tomatoes in. While frying, I began to add various seasonings. I put soy sauce first, about as many as two spoons. As soon as I put it down, I saw that the tomatoes turned from red to brown, and then I put a small spoonful of salt. I poured the onion and coriander together. Onion and coriander add some color to this dish. I picked up chopsticks and tasted it. Hey, it's delicious. Hehe, the fragrance began to fill the whole kitchen, and finally I put the scrambled eggs with tomatoes on a plate, ah! A delicious scrambled egg with tomato is finished.
When I arrived at the dinner table, everyone tasted it. My mother gave me an evaluation: "The color, smell and taste are complete". I'm glad to hear that. I'm very happy today. I learned to cook, and I can share housework for my mother in the future!
My mother taught me how to cook with braised hairtail 400 words 1 1 I decided to give it a try and learn to cook at home.
I came to the kitchen with a pot in my hand and put it on the fire. I thought, "Mom's meals are all salty, so you should put salt first." I immediately picked up the salt and put it in the pot, which was half a bottle at a time. I thought again, "What shall we eat today? If something goes wrong, it's not good. Fry an egg and make a green pepper. " Just as I was cutting green peppers, I smelled a pungent smell of smoke. What's going on? I walked over carefully. At first glance, it was amazing. All the salt was stuck on the bottom of the pot and turned into a pile of mud. I hurried to bring the pot. Suddenly, I let out a cry: "Ah! It burns me to death. " It turned out that the pot was too hot and burned me. I washed my hands and pots with water at once, which was better.
Then, I put some oil in the pot, neither more nor less. After a while, I put the green pepper and the open egg into the pot again. Because I didn't know how to stir, I made a few random moves. But after finishing, it turned into a pile of mud, eggs turned into black eggs, and green peppers turned into burnt peppers. Although it's ready, how can I eat it?
I remembered my mother's careful cooking, so I did it again like my mother did. Although it is still a little mushy, it has made great progress.
I called my good friend to try my meal again, but my friend said, "These three colors are so special that I want to have a bite." We laughed happily.
My mother taught me how to cook with braised hairtail 400 words 12. Because I want to cook for my family, I started with the simplest, and learned to fry eggs first.
Dad told me that frying eggs is a craft, and you should master several tricks: the heat should be accurate, otherwise it will be easy to burn; Be careful when turning over, or the yolk will leak out.
Dad showed me first, and I was eager to try. First, I turn up the fire and pour in the oil when the pot is almost 60% warm. Oh, the egg was beaten too hard. The egg broke and the eggshell fell into the pot. I'm a little anxious, but failure is the mother of success. One more egg. I intend to try again.
As I did just now, I heated the pan and poured in the oil. When the oil temperature was almost 80% hot, I knocked the egg on the edge of the pot and gently broke the eggshell with my hand, and the egg flowed into the pot. At this time, I turned to medium fire (a small fire will lose some water and nutrients). After about five seconds, I squeezed some salt with my hand and sprinkled it on the egg yolk, so that the egg yolk would not come off. When the egg liquid was almost solidified, I lifted the egg with a spatula against the bottom of the pot and quickly turned over. /kloc-Turn off the fire after 0/0 second and fry for a while with the remaining temperature. At this time, the bright and attractive protein is wrapped in golden yolk, which is really like a small sun. Finally, I put the eggs on a plate, sprinkled a few drops of soy sauce, and the smell of eggs came to my nose. I took it to my father and tasted it. My father cooed. My heart is full of joy, like eating honey.
This success is a great encouragement to me. I will try to fry more delicious eggs next time.
My mother taught me how to cook with braised hairtail in 400 words 13. Today, my mother said, "Guan Dezheng, learn to cook!" How about frying some dishes for your father and me to taste? Let me have a rest today, too. "
"ok。" I replied without thinking, "Just look at my cooking." I thought to myself: what should I do? There are potatoes, tomatoes and beans. Eggs, cabbage ... OK, then make scrambled eggs with tomatoes and fried beans. As for the main course, steamed rice.
Ok, it's time to scramble eggs. Let's mix them in a bowl, add oil to the pot, wash the rice, add some water and start steaming. The oil is hot, too. Add eggs to it, stir it vigorously, and you can ride it out. Add a little oil, stir-fry tomatoes, add eggs, and it's a success.
"Ask mom to taste it," I said proudly, and my work was a great success. Suddenly, my mother's face changed. "What's the matter?" I asked in a hurry. "Didn't you put salt in it?" Think back to my cooking process, ah! No salt, really. "Forget it," mom said. "It's delicious, too."
In contrast, fried beans are much better. Come on, add beans, fry them to the middle, add salt, and add chicken essence when you are out of the pot. Stir-fried beans are fine Serve steamed rice. "The official dinner is out."
"Mom and Dad, come and have a taste!"
My mother taught me how to cook with braised hairtail. 400 words 14 Saturday night, my mother was cooking. I looked at it and wanted to learn to cook, too. So he asked, "Mom, can I learn to cook with you?" Mom said, "Yes, mom believes you can do it well." I said, "Mom, I am so old, I should learn to be an adult and live independently. In the future, if my parents are not at home, I can cook and eat by myself." My mother smiled happily after listening to my words.
Mother said, "Shall we cook rice first, and then fry shredded potatoes?" I clap my hands happily. So, I first learned from my mother's appearance, scoured the rice over and over again for fear that it would not be cleaned, then poured the rice into the rice cooker, then poured some water into the pot and pressed it to cook. At this time, my mother peeled the washed potatoes and cut them into filaments, and then cut some onions and ginger to make preparations. Next, we will start cooking. I said, "Mom, let me do it." Mother smiled and said, "OK, but you should be careful not to burn yourself." I nodded and started frying shredded potatoes according to the steps my mother said. I first sat the pot on the fire to heat it up, then poured oil and put some onions. When the onions were fragrant, I finally poured the shredded potatoes in, turned them over with a shovel, and added some salt, soy sauce and monosodium glutamate. After a while, a delicious dish came out of the pot. It wasn't long before the rice cooker automatically jumped to keep warm. Mom said that the rice should be cooked, so mom unplugged the bolt, and I couldn't wait to open the lid. Ah! A delicious smell of rice came to the nose. I shouted happily, "Mom, I succeeded!" " Mother smiled and stroked my head and said, "Good boy, congratulations!" "
Learning to cook has brought me the pleasure of my own labor and harvest.
My mother taught me how to cook braised hairtail. 400 words 15 I often eat delicious fried rice with eggs cooked by my mother, and I really want to learn to cook it once. However, I don't know anything about cooking fried rice with eggs. I have no choice but to ask my mother.
I took my mother to the kitchen and said, "Good mother, I want to cook fried rice with eggs. Please teach me!" " My mother gave in to my indecision and agreed.
I prepared the materials and listened to my mother dictate the process of cooking fried rice with eggs: "first beat the eggs into a bowl and stir them for later use." Ignition, put on the pot, take out the lard ... ""Got it! I know! " I was impatient before my mother finished.
Soon, I opened the egg and prepared to pour it into the bowl. No, my hand slipped and the eggshell fell into the bowl, which was a bad start. I quickly remedy, use chopsticks to clip out the eggshell, ok, start stirring.
When the fire was on, I took out the lard, dug out a piece with a spoon and put it in the pot. The white lard quickly melted. After the oil started to smoke, I quickly poured the stirred eggs in, only to hear a sting. The eggs began to foam. I panicked, shook the pot hard and drove the egg liquid to the oily place with a shovel ... After about ten seconds, I turned over the omelet, which was not good.
I have no choice but to start over. When frying eggs for the second time, I paid special attention to the process of making omelets. As soon as the eggs were in the pan, I turned down the fire and kept poking the omelet with a shovel. This time, the omelet was not stubborn, hehe. Break the omelet, then pour in the rice, sprinkle some salt and chopped green onion and continue to stir fry. After a while, fried rice with eggs is ready.
I immediately filled a bowl and began to eat. Although it is not as delicious as my mother's cooking, I think my first achievement is still very good, which was earned by my own labor!