I learned to cook 450 words composition

I learned how to cook. As I grew older, I learned many skills, such as cycling and skating & hellip; & hellip; but what impressed me most was that I learned how to cook. On a weekend, it was sunny and sunny, only my father and I were at home. Dad said: 'today I'll teach you how to cook! 'I hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed. Start cooking, my father first brush the rice cooker, and then scoop two bowls of rice into the rice pot in the pot, he washed the rice again and again, the rice is finally clean. So, dad put the pot into the electric rice cooker, cover the pot cover, and connect the power. Dad and I waited patiently. After a while, the rice was cooked, and the smell came. I can't help but taste the chopsticks. I can't help it! I didn't expect that rice is easy to make. I said to Dad. 'let me have a try! 'Dad nodded. I followed my father's example. First I cleaned the pot and then cleaned the rice. "Ouch." I didn't hold the basin well. All the rice was scattered. I had to do it again. This time I succeeded. I put the rice into the rice cooker and turned on the power. After waiting for a while, I opened the pot and said, "my God, how can dry rice become porridge? "Dad heard that and ran to me and said," ha ha, you put too much water. After that, I practiced several more times and finally learned to cook. Through this study of cooking, I know: do everything carefully, carefully, only in this way, can do well. Part 2: I learned how to cook. One day, my mother called home and said she would come back later. I was the only one in the family. "Usually, my mother often cooks for me, today I will cook a meal for my mother myself." I thought, so I took out my mother's commonly used "home cooking recipe" and learned to cook like adults. First, I put four cups of rice in the small basin, and then I poured water into the small basin, and a few rice grains floated with skin. I stirred them with my hands, and the rice grains sank, and then I poured out some water When the rice grains leaked out, I quickly stopped the rice grains and filled them with water. Finally, I measured them with my fingers. Ha ha, it was just right. I poured the rice and water into the rice cooker, plugged in the power supply, and pressed the switch on the cooker. After about half an hour, the cooking indicator light on the rice cooker turned off, but the heat preservation indicator turned on, About ten minutes later, the delicious rice came out of the oven, and seeing my steamed rice, don't mention how happy I am! After a while, my mother came back and saw me steamed rice. My mother was surprised and praised me vigorously, 'son, you are wonderful! After listening to my mother's praise, the joy flowed all over my body. I said to my mother, 'Mom, I often cook for you. "From this time I learned a truth:" as long as a person is willing to learn, no matter what he or she wants to learn, it is very simple. Part 3: I learned how to cook. On Sunday, I was watching TV. I saw that the children in the mountain area could not only cook and wash clothes, but also help their parents do a lot of housework. I think: I am so old, should also help my mother share some housework. So I asked my mother to teach me how to cook, and my mother was very happy to accept my request. But my mother only gave me an instruction for the rice cooker and asked me to cook according to the instructions. I repeatedly read the manual several times, and finally understood some of the essentials of operation. I combined with the scale of the inner pot to understand the water level and the corresponding proportion of my rice. I took four cups of rice from the measuring cup, and then put it into the pot. Then I took a water cup and adjusted the water according to the characteristics of my father's favorite dry rice. Then I covered the pot and plugged in the power supply. At this time, I announced in a loud voice: 'everyone will wait for my delicious rice. "But my mother reminded me in the living room," do you see the cooking light or the heat preservation indicator? 'I immediately knew that I must have made a careless mistake. I pressed the button to cook. After waiting for about ten minutes, steam came out of the vent on the cover. After a while, the heat preservation lamp came on, and I stewed it for about 15 minutes. Finally, I opened the lid, a stream of steam came out, with a fragrant smell, wow, how fragrant! Looking at my parents eating my cooked rice, I am fragrant in the mouth, sweet in the heart, labor is really beautiful ah! Chapter 4: I learned how to cook. On Sunday, my mother just wanted to cook. She went out because she had something to do. Before she left, she also explained how to cook. After my mother left, I immediately got into the kitchen and started cooking. The faucet quarreled with the water basin and let out a lot of water. The green vegetables plunged into the basin and took a comfortable bath. At this time, the flames came out. Oil 'Zizi' dance, small vegetables jump into the iron pot, shovel 'ding' to stir fry, like and dear iron pot brothers say hello. Put in the seasoning, I 'Dang Dang' out of the plate, the small vegetables by the ride in, a delicious dish of small vegetables ready. I brought the vegetables to the table and then got into the kitchen. The faucets began to sing. Several large ribs jumped into the water basin together. I put on my gloves and reached into the basin to wash the blood off the bones. The bones were chopped into small pieces. I took half a pot of water, put it on the gas stove, started to burn, and then put the spareribs into the fire, put on a few onions, some rice wine, some salt, some vinegar, and burned for half an hour. Half an hour later, I opened the lid of the pot. It was so fragrant! I took out the bigwig, put the soup in, brought it to the table, and the two dishes were cooked. 'jingling, dingling'the doorbell rang, and my mother and I were happy to have dinner. Chapter 5: I learned how to cook rice. The teacher asked us to learn the same life skills in this holiday, so I learned to cook rice with my father. First of all, my father told me to fill a measuring cup, which is probably for one person to eat, so I filled three measuring cups. The second step was to wash rice, and my father told me that water was more than rice. Then he reached in and turned it to get the rice floating on the water. He opened the rice that was stuck together, then poured water and repeated it twice. Finally, I put twice more water than rice, and I did My father told me to dry the outside of the electric rice cooker with a rag, so that there would be no short circuit, or there would be a pricking and cheering sound; now you can put the inner pot of the electric rice cooker into the electric rice cooker, and then cover the cover, plug in the power supply, and then press the switch, OK. The next 20 minutes, you can eat delicious rice! The most important thing in making rice is to let water, which must not be too much or too little. If it is too much, the rice will be too soft; if it is less, the rice will be too hard, so it is very important to put how much water. But I still have no bottom in my heart, so I asked my father to help me to have a look. Therefore, the rice I cooked for a week is soft and hard, soft and delicious. My father told me that he didn't have an electric cooker or an induction cooker when he was a child, and the quality of the rice at that time was very poor. There were sand, straw and even small stones in it! So there was an extra process: the sand and pebbles in the rice were put out. When cooking rice, my grandmother had to watch by the stove, because the fire could not be too big or too small, or it would be burnt or not cooked. I learned how to cook rice. I'm so happy! I decided that I would make all the rice for summer vacation! Eating your own cooked rice is fragrant!