Food: My factory sets up a stall and sells boxed lunches, making the whole internet cry

The next time Jiang Ran went out for a live broadcast, she brought Huang Mao with her.

Huang Mao actually followed her out of the stall before, but this time his focus is on the restaurant.

It had been a long time since he had been out of the stall. Huang Mao's movements were a bit unfamiliar and he seemed to be in a hurry.

"Don't worry, take your time, this is a process of adaptation." Jiang Ran comforted gently.

Some workers laughed and joked about Huang Mao.

"Brother Huang hasn't been out of the stall for a long time, and his movements are a lot rusty."

Thanks to Jiang Ran's efforts, the relationship between Huang Mao and the workers at the electronics factory has eased a lot, and some of the workers dared to tease Huang Mao.

Huang Mao snorted lightly and sped up the movements in his hands.

Jiang Ran took a moment to introduce: "After a while, I will hand over the full responsibility of the street stall to Huang Mao, and he will be responsible for following up on the street stall."

The workers glanced at Huang Mao in surprise.

To be fair, Huang Mao didn't look like he could be in charge of a good stall.

It doesn't even look like you can walk into the kitchen.

Huang Mao blushed and puffed up his chest: "Believe me, I did a lot of bad things in the past, which made you have a bad impression of me. But I have changed my ways. Please believe me, I can do it well." About this matter.”

Jiang Ran echoed: "Yes, just believe him, he can do it."

Everyone laughed and responded.

Jiang Ran was packing, and there was a worker in front of him who was wearing a yellow helmet and said shyly.

"Girl, do you sell snail noodles at your stall? My daughter likes snail noodles."

Jiang Ran shook his head: "Not yet, but I will study it carefully when I get home."

The words of the yellow helmet worker resonated with the barrage.

Xiaomo Xiaoerlang: [Yes, this big brother is right, the snail noodles are delicious, the anchor can study it carefully. 】

U-shaped sleep: [This snail noodle lover is ecstatic. Finally one day, the beautiful lady will start to study snail noodle. Hahaha, I laughed three times. 】

Love from the bottom of my heart: [Help, please, snail noodles are so stinky that I have never been able to taste how delicious they are. I beg the host, please don’t study snail noodles. 】

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After the stall, Jiang Ran was not in a hurry to go home, but went straight to the vegetable market with Huang Mao.

How can authentic snail noodles be made without snail meat?

There happen to be two kinds of snails in the market, namely field snails and stone snails.

The tail of the snail is pointed, the shell is thin, and the surface is light yellow, and some are light green. The stone snail next to it is slightly longer in size, hard when pinched, and its body surface is black.

Jiang Ran looked at it for a while and bought five kilograms of stone snails.

"Sister Ran, why didn't you choose snails?" Huang Mao asked seriously.

"Both field snails and stone snails are common edible snails, but the meat of stone snails is mostly smaller than that of field snails, so they are more suitable for making soup base."

Huang Mao wrote it down carefully.

When she was dealing with the stone snails, Jiang Ran realized that the stone snails were not too fresh. She threw the extra stone snails into the space.

Throw it directly into the pond of space.

I believe that with the nourishment of space and spiritual spring water, the quality of stone snails will be greatly improved.

Jiang Ran casually pulled out a small bench and sat on it, handling the pig skulls and chicken racks bought in the market.

These two ingredients are mainly used to make snail noodle soup.

She washed the pig skull and chicken rack, poured in ginger, onion, garlic and a little soybeans, put them into the pressure cooker, added water and pressed for 15 minutes.

After waiting for 15 minutes, Jiang Ran put the pressed ingredients into a small bucket filled with boiling water, added the snails and simmered for half an hour.

Turn off the heat for half an hour, then turn on medium heat and simmer for 20 minutes until the soup turns light yellow.

She took the spoon and turned it twice in the soup with satisfaction.

"My soup smells delicious, delicious, and the cooked snail noodles will definitely be very fragrant."

The barrage was non-committal, and most of the audience had a wait-and-see attitude towards her.

Little Hairy Ball: [My wife, you are too narcissistic. What you are studying is snail fans. The snail fans have made countless people change their minds after hearing about them. You are too arrogant, hahaha. 】

Grilled steamed bun slices: [Hahaha, just waiting for a slap in the face. Although everything is going well so far, I always have a bad feeling. 】

Airborne hot search: [No, just seeing this soup makes me feel uncomfortable. I can’t imagine the final result. Please anchor, stop researching snail and lion rice noodles. 】

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Huang Mao watched her actions intently.

Jiang Ran took the time to explain: "The more bones and snails you put in, the more delicious the soup will be, and the cost will inevitably increase. These are things you need to consider later."

"Okay Sister Ran, I remember."

While making the soup base, Jiang Ran processed sour bamboo shoots.

She cut the sour bamboo shoots into uniform thin strips, washed them, put them in a basket and drained them.

"It's best to cut the sour bamboo shoots the night before, wash and drain them, and use them the next day. We have limited time and don't have time to wait, but you need to pay attention in the future." Jiang Ran warned carefully.

"Be especially careful not to soak the sour bamboo shoots in cold water for a long time, otherwise the unique flavor of the sour bamboo shoots will be lost."

"I remember Sister Ran." Huang Mao imitated Xu Zhuifeng and took out a notebook to record.

Jiang Ran put oil in the wok, heated it up, added an appropriate amount of chili sauce and stir-fried, then added chili powder and chopped sour bamboo shoots and stir-fried. Finally, add an appropriate amount of salt and MSG, stir-fry evenly and remove from the pan.

The sour bamboo shoots have a strong taste.

Jiang Ran was so dizzy from the smoke that she finally suppressed her physical nausea.

Looking back at Huang Mao, he had already put on a mask and was fully armed.

Jiang Ran came back to her senses, her expression unchanged, and received Huang Mao's admiring eyes.

Sister Ran is really awesome.

Even in front of snail noodles, his expression remains unchanged.

It is an example for him to learn from!

Jiang Ran continues to process rice noodles, yuba, and chili red oil.

Add the stock little by little in order.

When the sour bamboo shoots were added, Jiang Ran's face suddenly changed and she blurted out a complaint.

"Damn it, it smells so bad!"

When she was making sour bamboo shoots, she used all her life's control to maintain a calm expression.

But when the sour bamboo shoots were added to the broth and cooked together with the broth, the odor evaporated instantly and rushed into her nasal cavity.

If the odor of sour bamboo shoots is only 10% before adding the soup stock, then after adding the soup stock, the smell of the sour bamboo shoots is completely boiled out and reaches 10%.

It almost made her breathless.

Huang Mao jumped three feet high, rolled his eyes countless times because of the stink, and couldn't even speak: "Ran...Sister Ran, help me, it stinks to death..."

He really wanted to cry.

Even the mask couldn't resist the arrogant stench, which made him tremble all over and wanted to hide in a corner and tremble.

The barrage was so amused that he burst into laughter.

Yunnan Baiyao Spray Can: [Help, I laughed to death. This is the first time I heard a beautiful sister say dirty words. People's knee-jerk reactions don't lie, how stinky these sour bamboo shoots are, hahaha. 】

Wings of Dreams: [Wife, you look so beautiful even when you say dirty words. Woohoo, I will be your forever beauty! 】

Wanfeng Qingyang: [Is this good guy really that smelly? It can make the anchors change their expressions after hearing it, and Huang Mao's reaction is so funny, so how bad is it? Totally piqued my curiosity. 】

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