Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

Chapter 476 Pan-fried Buns (2)

At this time, Song’s mother also got up early. Gu Panxia asked Song’s mother to make the noodles, while she was responsible for making the stuffing.

“Miss, do you want to make dumplings like those in Gourmet Meike?”

 Song’s mother asked suspiciously after the reconciliation.

 Gu Panxia shook her head slightly, "No, what I want to make are pan-fried buns."

 Song’s mother suddenly nodded, “So we’re making pan-fried buns!”

 Pan-fried buns are one of Gourmet Meike’s specialty breakfast items. They are very popular and sell well.

 “Young lady knows so much!”

Mother Song is responsible for the Gu family’s meals in the countryside. Normally, when no one is at home, she, Qiuyue Xialian, and Chunyan Dongxue will go to Gourmet Food Restaurant to help.

The chef of Gourmet Meike is named Du, and everyone calls him Master Du. He likes the recipes Gu Panxia gave him very much. He always likes to study them and often shows off to other workers, saying that they are homemade recipes made by his employer.

 As time goes by, everyone knows that this young owner not only has a business acumen, but also has excellent cooking skills.

 Gu Panxia smiled while stirring the minced meat: "You'll understand if you eat too much."

Mother Song's kind eyes fell on her, and she said softly: "I used to work as a cook in a wealthy family, and the lady in that family was very good at eating, but she couldn't cook anything, and she even had to be fed by herself. "

Gu Panxia raised her head and chuckled: "Everyone has his own destiny. That lady has lived a life of endless food since she was a child. Naturally, she doesn't want to study what kind of food she has. I am different. I have lived in the countryside since I was a child. If I don't If you work hard, you will always live a life without enough to eat.”

 Song’s mother nodded understandingly, “So I say Miss is very powerful!”

Her young lady can realize so much at such a young age, and she will definitely not be a thing in the pond in the future.

 Gu Panxia put down the wooden spoon and whispered: "The stuffing is ready. Mother Song, you can make it with me."

Mother Song was startled and said with some hesitation: "Miss, I've never made those pan-fried buns before."

 “It’s not difficult, just like making buns.”

As Gu Panxia said, she took the lead in making a bun. When Song’s mother looked at it, she smiled and said, “It’s really the same as making a bun.”

When the two of them were halfway done, Qiuyue and others joined in. In a short while, they had made about fifty pan-fried buns.

Gu Panxia asked Xia Lian to help light the fire, while she was responsible for frying the pan-fried buns.

 The whole morning was spent cooking pan-fried buns, and about fifty pan-fried buns were quickly made.

Gu Panxia asked Dongxue to give half of it to the Jiang family and keep half for his own family.

When Lu Yuan looked at the fragrant pan-fried buns on the table, he couldn't help but said in shock: "Is this the pan-fried buns?"

Why does he still feel like a bun when he looks from left to right?

Gu Pandong raised his chin and said proudly: "The fried buns made by my sister are delicious. Brother-in-law Lu Yuan, please try them quickly."

Lu Yuan nodded, picked up one and took a bite. The juice suddenly flowed down the pan-fried bun.

 “Well, it tastes really good, much better than steamed buns.”

At this time, Gu Dahai and Zhou walked in from outside the door, carrying several pheasants in their hands.

Gu Panxia stood up, frowning and said, "Mom, dad, it's so cold. Where were you this early in the morning?"

 Gu Dahai smiled and explained: "Oh, isn't it because the snow is falling? Your mother and I went to the nearby mountains to catch a few pheasants, and look, we caught quite a few."

“Dad, you guys who are celebrating the Chinese New Year, why don’t you go and catch pheasants when you’re not at home? Don’t we have a lot of pheasants in our yard? If you want to eat them, you can just catch them and kill them, so why bother to take the risk?”

 The chickens at home are all chicks she took out from the house, and they are much more nutritious than the pheasants.

 (End of this chapter)