At noon on Saturday, I saw my mother wrapping jiaozi. Mother put the wrapped jiaozi in a big disc and put it neatly. How little jiaozi looks like ears! The more I watched it, the more interesting it became. I decided to learn from my mother and study jiaozi. I learned to roll dough first, and my mother asked me to hold a rolling pin in one hand and press the bread in the other. At first, the dough I rolled was ugly, thick and long, like a cow's tongue. Under the guidance of my mother, I finally qualified. Then, I started to pack. I followed my mother's example, holding the dough in my left hand, shoveling the stuffing with a spoon in my right hand, and then putting the dough together, and it was wrapped in a moment. Ah! The jiaozi I wrapped is like a bug, as ugly as it is. I can't care so much, so I repackaged another one, thinking: Mom will definitely praise me. Who knows that my mother looked at my masterpiece and shook her head while laughing. I'll look at my own jiaozi, like a pear, and it's all exposed. And mom wrapped it beautifully. I began to observe my mother's movements. I saw her holding the dough in one hand and shoveling stuffing with a spoon in the other, specializing in wrapping jiaozi. Not only did she hold it fast, but jiaozi was plump. I carefully wrapped it up according to my mother's appearance, and it was much better than the previous ones. My confidence increased greatly and I continued to pack. My mother looked at jiaozi in my bag and said kindly, "Baby, when you grow up, you can help your mother."
Mother cooked jiaozi and put it on a plate. I can't wait to take a bite, ah! Jiaozi, wrapped by myself, is fragrant. I've learned a truth: everything seems easier to do than to do. Nothing is difficult in the world, only if you put your mind to it.
In grade two or four, I learned 450 words of Bao jiaozi's composition.
Will you package jiaozi? Bao jiaozi is easier said than done. Today I will tell you how I learned to Bao jiaozi! One day, my mother bought a big bag of things to go home. I quickly opened the bag and said, "Mom! What did you buy? "My mother told me," There are vegetables, meat and dumpling wrappers in it. Today I will make jiaozi for you. I asked my mother, "Can I learn?" Mom said happily, "Of course. "After a while, my mother put the meat and vegetables in a bowl, took out a piece of dumpling skin and put it in the middle of her palm. She dug the meat and vegetables with a spoon and put them in the middle of the dumpling skin, then folded the dumpling skin in half to keep the meat from falling out. I tried to do what my mother said, but I couldn't do it, either the skin was broken or the meat was squeezed out by me ... I didn't want to wrap it. When my mother saw it, she patiently told me, "Not everyone can succeed the first time. Be patient." I think what my mother said makes sense, so I took back my depressed mood and wrapped jiaozi slowly and seriously. Half an hour passed, and I finally wrapped jiaozi one by one on the plate. At this time, my father came back. I proudly carried the plate and told my father, "I will wrap jiaozi ..."
Through this incident, I learned a truth. As long as I study hard, nothing can be difficult for me. This is really "nothing is difficult for a willing mind". Learn one thing, you can not only gain success, but also gain happiness.
In the third and fourth grades, I learned 450 words of Bao jiaozi's composition.
Tell you a good news, I learned to package jiaozi! One night, I said to my mother, "I haven't eaten jiaozi for a long time. How about eating jiaozi tonight?" My mother agreed at once, and I jumped for joy.
Dad bought dumpling wrappers, and I came to the kitchen to wrap jiaozi with my mother. Who knows it's not easy to get jiaozi. I hold this side, and that side is coming out. So, I immediately grabbed that side and the other side came out again. I pinched it with both hands at the same time, but the dumpling stuffing didn't come out. Its "belly is broken." I quickly took a new dumpling skin and patched up its "broken belly". At this time, my jiaozi is very much like a "wounded soldier".
I looked at that ugly jiaozi, and I really didn't want to pack any more. Mother seemed to see her mind, and said, "You can't give up halfway!" " I thought to myself, if I can't even pack jiaozi well, what else can I do? So, I carefully learned to put the dumpling skin in my palm like my mother, put the stuffing no more or less, then touch some water on the edge of the dumpling skin, finally close it, and slowly pinch it along the edge of the dumpling skin until the mouth is sealed. This time, although jiaozi's bag was a little longer, I was successful.
Ah! I finally learned to pack jiaozi! Through this incident, I understand that nothing can be done halfway, otherwise nothing can be done well.
In the fourth and fourth grades, I learned 450 words of Bao jiaozi's composition.
I learned to pack jiaozi, which was taught by my grandmother. I feel that flour is sticky, so I don't want to learn when grandma wants to teach me. Grandma had to drag me into the kitchen, and I couldn't help it.
Grandma told me the process of wrapping jiaozi first, and then helped me roll out the noodles. I scooped the stuffing onto the rolled dough with a spoon, and then squeezed the dough tightly, so that a jiaozi was wrapped. Jiaozi is chubby, with a belly, and he is down a peg or two, like a general. It's beautiful to see the "generals" wrapped by myself, lined up in rows and columns.
Grandma put all my jiaozi in the pot, and wanted to finish cooking and have a big meal. As a result, something interesting happened, and jiaozi was all boiled. The "generals" lost their armor and became a pot of porridge. I asked strangely, "Grandma, what is this?" Grandma smiled and said, "Your dumpling skin is not tight, just pay attention to whether your stomach is full or not, but it's all exposed!" "
I realized that no matter how good the steamed stuffed bun is, it's not the pleats. The same is true for Bao jiaozi. We can't just look at whether they are big and round, and whether they are chubby and imposing. It is better to cultivate a simple heart than to pay attention to appearance.
I learned this lesson, put the stuffing properly, and then pinch the dumpling skin tightly. I don't think it will come out this time, will it? After cooking, it is really complete.
Grandma gave a thumbs-up and said, "You are great. You learned to wrap jiaozi."
I learned 450 words of Bao jiaozi's composition in May 4th grade.
One Sunday afternoon, I saw my grandmother mixing dumpling stuffing, and I couldn't help but feel itchy. I wanted to learn how to make jiaozi from my grandmother. We prepared the stuffing and skins and began to wrap jiaozi.
I spread a piece of skin in my palm, and put a little stuffing in the middle of the skin with a spoon. I learned the steps of applying a little water to the skin with my fingers, but I couldn't learn how to do it when I started kneading patterns. If you pinch the two skins together, the jiaozi will be neither good-looking nor upright; If only one layer of skin is pinched back, the jiaozi will be soft and erect. I try my best to make jiaozi look good and stand at attention, but there is no way. jiaozi just doesn't make friends with me, and always follows me in the opposite direction.
Later, my grandmother told me that you can't get too much water. If you get too much water, the skin will stick tightly. For jiaozi to stand and look good, we need to bend an arch slightly when we pinch the last fold, so that we can meet the requirements.
After listening to my grandmother's explanation, it suddenly dawned on me, so I did as my grandmother said, and jiaozi was really perfect. Then, I wrapped up jiaozi again like this, making progress one by one. Grandma saw it and praised it, saying, you girl suddenly understood, and she wrapped it better than grandma! I was flattered by this.
At dinner, I ate my own package of jiaozi, which was very warm and delicious. I think that's the food I've ever eaten, jiaozi.
Bao jiaozi can not only make you handy, but also exercise your patience. I like to bag jiaozi.