I saw the master cut the tomatoes evenly into slices about one centimeter wide, then cut the slices into strips, and then cut the strips into dices. All the diced tomatoes were very even in size.

The seeded heart of the tomato is connected to the outside of the tomato, and there is only a small amount of juice on the chopping board.

Ouyang Jiarui held his mobile phone and clapped with the wrists of both hands, "Master is so amazing."

Yunsu glared at him, "When I let you practice knife skills, let's see if you can still laugh."

Sure enough, when he heard these words, Ouyang Jiarui's expression changed, "Master, I will practice hard."

Probably, all his cooking talent is focused on aroma and taste, but he really can't learn this knife skill.

After yesterday's training, he started cutting carrots into pieces. After practicing for a long time, he was still cutting carrots into pieces.

Although he did not dare to look at his master at that time, he knew that his master was so angry with him that he almost expelled him from the school.

Yunsu stared at him, "Watch carefully!"

Ouyang Jiarui: "Okay."

I saw Yunsu put the diced tomatoes in an empty bowl, sprinkled some salt in it, and used chopsticks to stir the salt and diced tomatoes evenly.

Afraid that the apprentice would not understand the meaning of this, Yunsu kindly explained, "This is to use salt to remove excess water from the tomatoes, so that there will not be too much water in the tomatoes. When making dumplings, as long as you move quickly enough, the dumplings will

It won’t leak.”

Ouyang Jiarui nodded, "What if the dumpling making process is slow?"

Yunsu glared at him, "As long as it doesn't take half an hour to make ten dumplings, then there's no problem. If it's slower than that, then don't eat the dumplings."

Ouyang Jiarui: "Okay Master!"

With his master's guidance, he believes that it won't be long before he transforms from a dumpling novice to a dumpling god!

Yunsu poured oil into the empty pot and turned on the gas. While the pot was heating, Yunsu broke the eggs into the empty bowl and stirred them up.

After the pot starts to smoke, turn off the heat, pour the eggs into the pot, and stir-fry quickly using the remaining heat in the pot.

Ouyang Jiarui: "Master, why do you do this? Isn't it possible to scramble eggs over high heat?"

Yunsu: "The eggs fried with residual heat will be more tender. Moreover, when the dumplings are cooked, the eggs will be reheated, so you don't have to worry about the eggs being undercooked."

Ouyang Jiarui nodded, "I've written it down."

The fillings are ready, the next thing to do is the dumpling wrappers.

Yunsu took out two basins, put a portion of noodles in each basin, and filled them with two cups of warm water.

Yunsu looked at Ouyang Jiarui, who was still stunned, and said, "Put the phone aside and wash your hands."

Ouyang Jiarui: "Good master."

After drying his hands, Ouyang Jiarui walked to Yunsu and asked, "Master, what do you want me to do?"

Yunsu handed him an apron and said, "Do it with me."

Ouyang Jiarui's eyes widened, "Master, I don't know how to make dumplings."

Yunsu turned to glare at him, "You have to learn if you don't know how. If you know how to do everything, what else do you need from me, a master?"

Ouyang Jiarui's heartbeat suddenly accelerated and he was very nervous. This was his first time making dumplings. He hoped that the master would not think he was stupid.

Yunsu poured warm water into the basin little by little, and then stirred the noodles into a flocculent shape.

After it was done, she looked at Ouyang Jiarui and said, "Now you learn what I did just now and stir the noodles into a flocculation."

Ouyang Jiarui nodded, "Okay, Master."

All the steps, techniques, and even the order in which Yunsu puts some salt and oil in the noodles are the same.

You can see it with your eyes, but when you put it into practice, there is a gap.

The dough made by Yunsu is flocculent, while the dough made by Ouyang Jiarui is directly kneaded into a small dough, surrounded by small pieces of flour.

Yunsu looked at Ouyang Jiarui's doughy mouth and sighed, "That's okay."

You can’t ask too much for a novice, it’s good if you can knead the noodles into dough.

Ouyang Jiarui exhaled and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his forearm, "Thank you, Master."

It's not that he did it intentionally, it's just that it's really difficult to make noodles.

Although his technique and the amount of water he poured were the same as the master's, when he was doing it, for some reason, the noodles were very disobedient.

Then it ended up like this, and his hands were also covered in dough.

Yunsu kneaded the dough into dough. Ouyang Jiarui looked at the dough in his hands, imitating Yunsu's movements and kneading the dough.

As he kneaded, he discovered that the dough on his hands was gone and all was mixed with the dough.

After kneading the dough into a smooth dough, Yunsu placed the dough on the chopping board and covered the dough with the freshly kneaded basin to let it rest.

Ouyang Jiarui also imitated her movements. As soon as he covered the dough, Yunsu lifted the basin.

Yunsu looked at Ouyang Jiarui's dough, and then opened his own dough, "Look at the difference between these two?"

Ouyang Jiarui was stunned and whispered: "Your dough is very smooth, but mine is full of lumps."

Yunsu stared at him, "Do you think this kind of dough would be delicious when made into dumpling wrappers?"

Ouyang Jiarui shook his head, "No."

"Why don't you knead it quickly?!" Yunsu laughed angrily. It seems that besides knife skills, pasta is also the child's Achilles' heel.

His operating techniques are all correct. If you want to change, there is no other good way, you can only practice diligently.

If he fails, let him eat it himself. Anyway, he can finish it.

Next time I make pasta, I won’t give him so many noodles.

Use less noodles and let him practice slowly bit by bit.

Too much noodles and he can't finish it by himself is a waste.

After kneading for another ten minutes, Ouyang Jiarui's dough finally became much smoother.

Yunsu nodded with satisfaction, "Wake up."

After waking up the dough, Yunsu directly rolled the dough into long strips.

The dough seemed to have a soul in her hands and was very obedient. After a while, it turned into long strips of even thickness.

Ouyang Jiarui continued to imitate Yunsu's movements. Although his movements were a little clumsy, he finally made no mistakes this time.

Yunsu nodded, "Not bad, keep up the good work."

Then, she held the long noodles with one hand, pinched a little bit of noodles with the other hand, and when she pinched them, the noodles became dough.

Ouyang Jiarui imitated her movements, but the noodles were not separated from the long noodles and were torn into longer noodles.

Ouyang Jiarui looked at Yunsu's noodles. The interface was very complete. Then he looked at his own noodles and was very frustrated.

What is this, and why is it completely different from what Master made?

Yunsu: "Come here and see what I'm doing."

"Pinch the long noodle, press it tightly with the tiger's mouth of the other hand, pull it hard, and it will come off."

Ouyang Jiarui tried it on his own, but he couldn't grasp it well at first. After pulling it a dozen times, he finally got better.

He exhaled, he was not too stupid.
Chapter completed!