boiled pork slices

boiled pork slices

Add 3 liang of vegetable oil over high heat, add garlic sprouts and lettuce. Stir fry the cigarettes and place them in a basin to leave the oil. Add several slices of dried pepper, watercress, ginger rice, chicken essence, fresh soup, soy sauce, and fennel in turn. <br />First use boiled water to boil the bile to the meat slices, drain the water and place it into the pan. Sprinkle pepper noodles, chili noodles, and monosodium glutamate on top. <br />Pour 2 liang of vegetable oil into the pan over high heat. Stir fry the chopped shallots out of the pan and drizzle over the basin.
Steamed beef with rice flour

Steamed beef with rice flour

Memories of steamed beef with rice flour<br /> Cows are herbivores. Their meat is delicious, healthy and delicious, and there are many different cooking methods. When I was a child, I wanted my mother to take me to my hometown South Street to have a portion. The fragrant salt beard was covered with fragrant flavor, which was biting and had endless aftertaste... <br />Shasha also learned this authentic steamed beef with rice flour from her grandma. Make it tonight. Lunch tomorrow!
Spring water chicken legs

Spring water chicken legs

Facing this old well and a clear spring that was too soft to touch the bones, my hands and feet became tense. <br /><br />I believe that the name engraved on your body will be blown by the wind to the town under the cliff time and time again, expanding into garlands. It will also turn into raindrops time and time again and drip into cups of morning wine. <br /><br />Therefore, you don't need to ask, I can understand the meaning of wind and water, and make my inner desire bow patiently. <br /><br />I ask you not to open your door to the world, and not let the dust when they run bury your depth.
Home-made whole fish in watercress

Home-made whole fish in watercress

The weather was very hot, and my mouth felt tasteless. I thought that the fish would not be greasy, so I thought of making whole fish in watercress. During the process of cooking fish, I heard many people shouting downstairs and occasionally laughing. Looking down, I found a group of men and women picking lychees. The enviable red color finally faded, leaving only some fruits that were out of reach, scattered in places out of reach. Some green leaves fell to the ground and completed their life prematurely. Everything was unpredictable.