Chapter 456 Shaobing

The method of making crispy sesame cakes is very simple. If you want to make a texture that is neither soft nor hard, you first need two kinds of water to mix the dough.

Boiling water and cold water.

If you use cold water to mix the dough, the sesame cakes will be hard and hard to bite after cooling down. If you use boiling water to mix the dough, the sesame cakes will be soft, sticky and not crispy, and the taste is a little worse.

In the large iron basin, Lin Zhou poured a whole bag of flour into two parts, half of which was boiled in boiling water, and the other half was cold water. He added salt and white sugar to the half and stirred them until they melted, then poured them into the basin to mix the dough.

It is almost enough to knead all the flour in the basin with your hands.

You can add cooking oil.

With two cooking oils, the sesame cakes have a crispy texture.

Lin Zhou enjoyed this peace alone. Even if the temperature was a little cold, it did not hinder his movements.

After kneading the dough until the surface was smooth, he rolled it into strips.

The advantage of being strong is that the strength required to knead the dough is not worth mentioning to him.

After kneading to the desired degree, he casually pinched off about 80 grams of dough from the long strip of dough.

Lin Zhou kneaded the dough back and forth in his hands, and finally it became a smooth small strip. After everything was ready, he brushed it with cooking oil, covered it with plastic wrap, and let it relax for half an hour.

During this time, Lin Zhou stirred the white porridge in the pot a few times and prepared the oil pastry.

Oil pastry is generally speaking, lard.

Clean the lard, chop it up, and season it just like the stuffing.

Not only spices, but also various seasonings.

The salty and fresh taste of the oil pastry is all in the lard.

Various spices are powdered, added according to the proportion of ingredients, and then seasoned...

Lin Zhou was immersed in the work of making sesame cakes, and he didn't know that the sun outside the house was rising little by little.

When all the sesame cake embryos were ready, Lin Zhou turned on the sesame cake stove on the tricycle. The charcoal fire was at the bottom of the stove. After it was burned, the stove soon heated up.

During this time, the sesame cakes were rolled out to the familiar size and sent directly to the oven to start baking.

The porridge in the pot was also done.

You can have breakfast as long as the sesame cakes are done.

After a busy morning, Mr. Lin took a chair and sat on the corridor under the eaves, watching the sesame cake oven in the yard exuding the tempting aroma of lard and chopped green onions as the temperature rose.

It was amazing.

It can really arouse people's appetite.

Especially for the people in the village who cook in the morning.

The smell was vague and unreal, but the people who smelled it really started to growl in their stomachs.

"Grandma, is breakfast ready? Is it biscuits?"

Xiaoling, who had just got up and was ready to go to school, said sweetly to her grandmother who was cooking in the kitchen in her shabby jacket.

Grandma shook her head, "Xiaoling, do you want to eat biscuits?"

Xiaoling was not disappointed when she heard it. She still had a sweet smile on her face. She walked softly to her grandmother and rubbed her grandmother's rough hands.

Because of the fire, grandma's hands were warm even in the winter, and Xiaoling hummed comfortably.

"Eat vegetable porridge in the morning, grandma will serve you rice, eat it and go to school warm."

The only primary school in the village is on the mountain in the village. The way to school, students have to climb up step by step by themselves. It's very hard, but this is the only way for rural children to get out of the mountains.

So no one complains about the hardship.

After sending Xiaoling away, grandma thought of the single shoes on her granddaughter's feet and prepared to go to the town to buy her a pair of cotton shoes.

There are no cars in the village, and the road to the town is only for an old man to walk.

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On the other side, Lin Zhou also rode a tricycle to the town after breakfast.

Push the tricycle out of the yard, walk to the hill, Lin Zhou lifted the tricycle with both hands and moved it to the road.

Then start riding.

All the way to the town, no one was met on the road.

Lin Zhou had a bad premonition.

Then when we arrived in the town, it was only seven o'clock, just time for breakfast.

Lin Zhou thought about finding a busy place to set up his stall.

Unexpectedly, the busiest place in the town was a place that looked like a vegetable market and a morning market, where not many people were doing business.

There were not many people buying things either.

Lin Zhou found a random place to stop and set up the stall.

His stall cart was still as new and fashionable as ever, and it looked very valuable.

If it were in the city, this would attract passers-by.

But in such a mountainous area, it would make people forget to stop.

Coupled with Lin Zhou's dress and the temperament around him, he really felt out of place in the mountain town.

Passers-by and business people were all looking at him secretly.

Lin Zhou wore a mask, sat in front of the stall, and looked at passers-by.

Every passer-by who curiously met his eyes would flee in panic.

Lin Zhou was silent.

He felt the difference between himself and the town.

For a moment, he really didn't know what to do.

An hour later...

Lin Zhou hadn't opened yet.

The figure he watched gradually became decadent.

Even his plan to bake sesame cakes and spread the fragrance to attract passers-by failed.

No one was interested in his stall.

Until Xiaoling's grandmother bought cotton shoes and passed by with them wrapped in a cloth bag, she smelled the fragrance of sesame cakes and felt a little familiar. She subconsciously stopped in front of Lin Zhou's stall.

Lin Zhou's eyes lit up and he immediately stood up and greeted enthusiastically.

"Grandma, do you want sesame cakes? Hot and crispy sesame cakes are so fragrant."

Lin Zhou took out a pancake from the boiler while talking and showed it to grandma.

Xiaoling's grandma only drank a bowl of porridge in the morning. It took more than an hour to walk from the village to the town. She also bought things and went through a lot. When she smelled the fragrance of the pancake, she was immediately hungry.

But she still held back.

Carefully took out some money from the cloth pocket and wanted to take one back for her granddaughter.

But looking at the brand new dining car in front of her, she asked hesitantly:

"Young man, how much is one?"

"One yuan each?"

Lin Zhou thought about it, and the price he had set immediately changed into a number when he said it. After speaking, he saw the old lady pursed her lips and began to take out a plastic bag and start to open it.

I saw that after opening one layer of the plastic bag, there was another layer.

Lin Zhou watched her open the bag on the left and right, and it took a full minute to reveal a cloth bag inside and start taking out money. There were fifty cents and one yuan and some banknotes, and the largest was no more than five yuan.

Lin Zhou felt a little uncomfortable watching this, so he lowered his eyes and looked for a bag to put it in.

"Take one for me."

Grandma Xiaoling looked at the five cents and chose a one-yuan coin and put it on the counter of Lin Zhou's stall.

Lin Zhou's ears were sensitive to the sound of the old lady's stomach growling, and he knew that she was not rich.

He put two sesame cakes directly into the bag.

"Grandma, you are my first customer. I'm offering a big opening promotion. Buy one get one free. Try my cooking. If it's delicious, please come again next time."

When Grandma Xiaoling heard this, she paused as she was about to take the sesame cake, as if wondering if it was true or not.

Then she felt Lin Zhou's seriousness and the sesame cake he handed over, and a happy smile appeared on her face.

"I'm so embarrassed. Thank you, young man."

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