I learned to scramble eggs. One day, my mother didn't come back very late. I was very hungry, so I decided to fry an egg for myself. I learned to fry eggs for myself. But I don't know how to stir fry eggs. I think about my mother's way of frying eggs, 'Oh, yes. 'I clapped my hands and cried happily,' you should beat the eggs first. 'I took an egg out of the refrigerator, knocked it hard at the edge of the bowl, broke the shell along the crack, let the egg liquid flow into the bowl, and then picked up the chopsticks to stir it up quickly, until the egg white and yolk mixed into one, then I finished the first step. Next, I poured some oil into the pan and put the fire on. When the oil was hot and a little smoke came out, I put the eggs into the pan. I heard a "prick", and the egg liquid quickly spread and expanded in the oil pan. I quickly picked up the shovel to separate the eggs that were about to stick together, and stirred them several times, and the eggs were fried. I found that there was a layer of oil bubbles floating in the pan. Why? I poured the scrambled eggs into the bowl, only to find out that I poured too much oil. Eating greasy eggs, but I do not feel bad at all, because this is my own fried eggs, my heart sweet.
Part 2: I learned to scramble eggs. Last Sunday, I wanted to surprise my mother and prepare a dish by myself, so I chose scrambled eggs. I took two eggs out of the refrigerator and found a bowl. But when I broke one of the eggs, another one rolled away. I quickly grabbed the disobedient egg, but the egg fell into its shell. I grabbed it with chopsticks, but I couldn't pick it up. I went to get the spoon again. Not only did the egg shell come out, but also the yellow and green of the egg came out A good idea: first put the eggs with a spoon, then a small bowl, and then use chopsticks to put the egg yolk and green into the small bowl, ah! The egg shell is important! I carefully knock another egg in, and mix the egg well, then put some salt, and stir evenly. At this time, I put the washing pot on the stove, turn on the fire, and when the oil is hot, I pour the eggs on it, cut them with a shovel, and then copy them. Finally, I put the scrambled eggs on the plate. It's finished! I put this dish on the table. I don't think it's very good, but my mother feels it's delicious. I feel the joy of labor.
Part 3: I learned to scramble eggs. One Sunday, I was watching TV. Suddenly, my mother told me to go into the kitchen, I reluctantly turned off the TV, went to the kitchen, said to my mother: "what's the matter?" originally, my mother wanted to teach me how to scramble eggs. I think: learning to scramble eggs must be fun. So, my mother and I learned to scramble eggs. First of all, I take out a round egg from the refrigerator, break the egg shell, and pour the egg into the bowl. Mother said: 'before frying eggs, you should first add oil, then pour the eggs into the pot, stir fry them, add some seasonings, and then stir fry them. 'I listened and poured the oil from the bottle into the pan. At this time, there were a lot of oil beads in the pot. Some oil beads splashed on my hands, which made me cry out pain. My mother said, "it's time to put eggs!" I picked up the bowl and poured all the eggs into the pot. I only heard the sound of "clattering", and more oil beads splashed out from the pan. When I look at the eggs in the pan, the eggs are already burnt and become a 'Black' egg. My mother was in a hurry and said to me, "turn over the eggs quickly!" I flipped the eggs quickly, but the eggs were not completely burnt. At this time, my heart began to give up, said to my mother: "ah, fried eggs are really difficult! I don't learn!" my mother heard and said to me: "you can't do things by halves. You should have the spirit of dropping water through the stone. I believe you can do it!" I thought for a while. Yes! The teacher said that we should learn the spirit of perseverance, single-minded goal and perseverance! I finally decided to learn. It's time to cut down the seasoning. I poured some soy sauce into the pot and fried it for a while, and it was done. I tasted my own fried eggs, very happy, because I learned a skill. We must never give up halfway. We must persevere.
Chapter 4: I learned to scramble eggs. Last Sunday, I wanted to surprise my mother and prepare a dish by myself, so I chose scrambled eggs. I took two eggs out of the refrigerator and found a bowl. But when I broke one of the eggs, another one rolled away. I quickly grabbed the disobedient egg, but the egg fell into its shell. I grabbed it with chopsticks, but I couldn't pick it up. I went to get the spoon again. Not only did the egg shell come out, but also the yellow and green of the egg came out A good idea: first put the eggs with a spoon, then a small bowl, and then use chopsticks to put the egg yolk and green into the small bowl, ah! The egg shell is important! I carefully knock another egg in, and mix the egg well, then put some salt, and stir evenly. At this time, I put the washing pot on the stove, turn on the fire, and when the oil is hot, I pour the eggs on it, cut them with a shovel, and then copy them. Finally, I put the scrambled eggs on the plate. It's finished! I put this dish on the table. I don't think it's very good, but my mother feels it's delicious. I feel the joy of labor.
Chapter 5: I learned how to scramble eggs. When I saw my mother stir fry eggs, I was not only skilled, but also very particular. Today, I implore my mother to let me experience the joy of their fried eggs, in my hard and soft bubble, my mother happily agreed. I carefully took two eggs out of the refrigerator. Then, I took ten thousand from the disinfecting cabinet, and then I pressed the egg tightly against the edge of the bowl, gently knocked it a few times, revealing a seam. Then I broke the shell of the egg, and the yellow yolk and transparent egg white flowed into the bowl, put some salt in it, and stirred it clockwise with chopsticks. After mixing evenly, I turned on the gas stove, started the smoking machine, put some oil into the pot, and the pot was hot All of a sudden, the oil in the pan splashed all over the place. In a hurry, I was like an ant on a hot pot and called out to my mother. My mother came over and turned off the gas and said to me kindly, "the water will evaporate and dry before you put the oil. ' I patiently re brush the pot, according to my mother's instructions, when the oil is hot, I pour the eggs in. Immediately the eggs start to bubble, and I help it turn over with a shovel. At this time, the fragrance comes to my nose. I put my 'work' on the plate and took it out. My mother tasted it and was shocked. My heart pounded and I waited anxiously for my mother's comment Finally, my mother opened her mouth and said, "color, fragrance and beauty!" I was deeply relieved. My father called and said, "I can fry eggs!" in my life, I need to pay more attention to some common sense of life, master some tips of life, participate in some household work, and share my labor fun with my family.
Chapter 6: I learned how to scramble eggs. Today, the teacher gave us a special assignment scrambled eggs. I went home and finished my homework with lightning speed and prepared to make scrambled eggs. I took out a big and round egg from the refrigerator and thought: what can I do to get the eggs into the bowl smoothly? I tried to recall my mother's usual actions of beating eggs. My mother once said to me: 'you can't knock eggs too hard or too light. "So I took the egg carefully and knocked it twice at the edge of the bowl. I saw a few cracks in the middle of the egg. I broke it off from the middle to both sides, and the egg white and yolk went smoothly into my 'hotel' - bowl. Then I took a pair of clean chopsticks, sprinkled a little salt in the bowl, added a little wine, then picked up the bowl and broke the eggs. I thought it was easy, but I didn't expect that the egg was like a naughty child. It seemed to play hide and seek with me. At this time, my mother came to me and said, "there are certain skills in beating eggs. Eggs must be beaten in one direction. The speed should be fast, and the range can be a little larger. 'so I beat the eggs evenly according to my mother, and my hands were sore. I'm going to start frying. First in the pot oil, the fire on, and so on the oil hot smoke, I will gently put the eggs into the pot, picked up a bunch of scallion sprinkled on the eggs. After a while, the color of the eggs became dark and became golden, and the eggs soon coagulated. A burst of aroma to the face, I shovel a few with the vegetable shovel, then put the eggs into the plate. I can't wait to pick up the chopsticks to taste, I feel very successful. My father and mother also came to taste my achievements and said with one voice, "it's delicious, it's great!" I'm very happy.