This morning, my mother said to me: 'today I'll teach you how to cook, OK? "Good! 'I agreed happily.
My mother first filled two bowls of rice from the rice bag and put them in a stainless steel basket. Then I poured a basin of water and put the stainless steel basket in the basin. My mother rubbed the rice with her hands a few times. I also rubbed the rice with my hands as usual. 'ah, it's so cold! 'I cried. My mother said: 'don't wash the rice many times, otherwise the nutrition in the rice will be lost. We should mainly look for whether there are small stones and other sundries in the rice. Then, mother put the rice into the rice cooker and added some water to it. I asked my mother curiously: 'how much water is appropriate? "Because today's rice is old rice, and old rice is relatively swollen, you need to put more water. Use your index finger to measure the distance between the water surface and the rice. If it's new rice, put less water. 'My mother explained patiently. I put my finger in and measured it. It's just a quarter and a half. Finally, close the rice cooker and press the cook button. After about 20 minutes, the sound of "Goo Goo Goo" came from inside. The electric rice cooker jumped from "cooking" to "heat preservation" and the rice was ready.
At noon, I look at a full, crystal clear rice grains, eating their own hand-made rice, fragrant and soft, heart happy, later I can cook for mom and dad to eat.
I learned about the composition: I learned to cook 400 words, today, my parents are not, only I am alone, I did not think much, lying in bed to sleep, did not expect to sleep to 11 o'clock, my stomach has begun to cry, as if to say: 'little master, I am hungry, give me something to eat! 'I can't help it. I have to cook myself. Let me show off today.
Open the refrigerator, a look, what, only potatoes and green peppers, thanks to my brain smart, brainstorming, they think of a good way, it is better to do green pepper potato. I wash the potatoes clean, scrape the skin clean, and then cut the potatoes into shreds. It's easy to watch my mother cook. Why is it so difficult for me? I did not launch a nag Sao, I spent nine cattle two tiger to do potatoes, and then the same way to do green pepper. Then I stir fry it in the pan, add some oil, and then put the shredded green pepper and potato in it. I started to stir fry it. Only a few times, I have fried part of it, so the rest are elite troops. When it's seven or eight years old, I put some salt. This delicious and hot shredded green pepper and potato is ready. When I see the finished product I made, I don't need to sell melons 。 It happened that my parents came back and saw my cooking. They couldn't believe it. They said to me in a hurry: 'baby daughter, did you make this? "Who else is there besides me?" I replied, "you're such a good boy." and dad said. Hearing my father praise me like this, I want to eat as sweet as honey in my heart. Today, I finally learned to cook. The first time I learned to cook 150 words, I was ten years old, my mother often said to me: 'you are so old, you should learn to do things as adults, to learn to live independently. I thought to myself, that's true! What can I do?
As it happens, mom and dad go to a meeting in the evening and come back very late. yes! This should be a good opportunity to learn to do things and cook for mom and dad. Say dry dry, I Amoy a bowl of rice, pour into the basin, clean with the tap, and pour water to the pot. I ignited the stove. Then sitting on a small bench, about a few minutes later, I smelled a smell of rice, opened the lid of the pot, the delicious rice appeared in front of me. I fried another plate of tomatoes and eggs.
Mom and dad came back, and I quickly served the food. Father and mother were already hungry. They ate and asked: 'who made this? 'I blushed and said,' I did it. My mother said: 'we have another cook in our family. I learned to cook 100 words with my mother. On Saturday night, my mother was cooking. I looked at it and wanted to learn to cook. So he came forward and asked, "Mom, can I learn cooking from you? "My mother said," yes. '
Mother chopped potatoes, I also cut, cut into a basin after a wash, and then fished out on the plate. At this time, heat the pot on the fire, pour oil on it and put some green onions on it. When the green onions have fragrance, pour in the shredded potatoes, turn them over with a shovel, and put some salt, soy sauce and monosodium glutamate. After a while, a delicious dish came out of the pot.
On Sunday, my mother taught me a few dishes, such as scrambled eggs with tomatoes. I learned how to cook. In the future, if my parents are not at home, I can cook a few dishes myself. I learned to cook 500 words, I have learned many things, like the stars in the sky. For example: learned to use the computer, learned to help my mother wash rice, learned to swim and so on, in learning these skills, I have tried sour, sweet, bitter, spicy. But what impresses me most is that I learned to cook for the first time.
It was a sunny weekend. I finished my homework early, and it was noon again. There was only my grandmother who was good at cooking. I asked my grandmother to teach me how to cook. I thought she would not agree. Who knows, grandma happily agreed.
First of all, I prepared the materials according to my grandmother's instructions, and then I began to fry. I poured the golden peanut oil into the pot, and I only heard a squeaky sound, which was very harsh. After a while, the peanut oil was hot, and the fragrance began to come out slowly. I quickly put the red tomatoes that I didn't know how to cut into the pot and fried them. It was interesting to fry them left and right. When the tomatoes are ripe, I immediately put the light yellow eggs into the pot. Of course, the most important thing is that I didn't forget to put salt. But when I put salt, a hot oil bounced into my hand. It hurt me so much that I yelled. Grandma immediately asked me to wash my hands. At this time, it didn't hurt so much. However, I still did not give up, and continued to complete my masterpiece, turning the tomatoes and eggs in the pot forward and backward. After a few minutes, the tomatoes and eggs in the pot were finally cooked. I quickly picked up the plate and put my 'works' on this page from "read. 4" hw.COM.cn ”For you to push 'loaded' put in front of grandma, the dish of tomato scrambled eggs smell very attractive, even I can't help but drool. After grandma tasted it, I asked her how she felt. At this time, grandma gave me a thumbs up with a smile. After I saw it, I was very happy. I felt sweet in my heart, as if I had eaten honey.
Although this dish can't be called a delicacy, it's also my effort!
Sure enough, Kung Fu is worthy of those who want to. As long as we study everything seriously, we will succeed. I learned to cook 550 words, I have learned many things, like the stars in the sky. For example: learned to use the computer, learned to help my mother wash rice, learned to swim and so on, in learning these skills, I have tried sour, sweet, bitter, spicy. But what impresses me most is that I learned to cook for the first time.
It was a sunny weekend. I finished my homework early, and it was noon again. There was only my grandmother who was good at cooking. I asked my grandmother to teach me how to cook. I thought she would not agree. Who knows, grandma happily agreed.
I started the "big action" of cooking. First of all, I prepared the materials according to my grandmother's instructions, and then I began to fry. I poured the golden peanut oil into the pot, only to hear a squeak & hellip; & hellip; sound, very harsh. After a while, the peanut oil was hot, and the fragrance began to come out slowly. I quickly put the red tomatoes that I didn't know how to cut into the pot and fried them. It was interesting to fry them left and right. When the tomatoes are ripe, I immediately put the light yellow eggs into the pot. Of course, the most important thing is that I didn't forget to put salt. But when I put salt, a hot oil bounced into my hand. It hurt me so much that I yelled. My grandmother immediately asked me to wash my hands. At this time, it didn't hurt so much. However, I still did not give up, and continued to complete my masterpiece, turning the tomatoes and eggs in the pot forward and backward. After a few minutes, the tomatoes and eggs in the pot were finally cooked. I quickly picked up the plate, put my 'works' on it and put it in front of grandma. The smell of tomato scrambled eggs was very attractive, and even I couldn't help drooling. After grandma tasted it, I asked her how she felt. At this time, grandma gave me a thumbs up with a smile. After I saw it, I was very happy. I felt sweet in my heart, as if I had eaten honey.
Although this dish can't be called a delicacy, it's also my effort!
Sure enough, Kung Fu is worthy of those who want to. As long as we study everything seriously, we will succeed. First time cooking 500 words life is colorful, everyone has many first times, each first time has a different feeling, joy, sadness, but also unforgettable.
One day, I asked my grandmother that my cousin Lingling and I make our own dinner. Grandma readily agreed. Let's not be so happy. I started cooking. I was in charge of cooking and cutting. Lingling asked her to wash vegetables and make rice when she was young. After negotiation, we plan to make our favorite tomato scrambled eggs. I rummaged through the kitchen and found all the ingredients. Grandma looked at me in a hurry and shook her head gently. Lingling takes out the tomato from the refrigerator and washes it carefully. Look how serious she is! Wash gently with chubby hands. After washing, she put the tomatoes on the cutting board and cooked.
It's my turn to show off! After all, it's the first time to cook. It's very clumsy to pick up the knife and cut the tomatoes into different thicknesses. Grandma saw it and cried out: "little ancestor, slow down, don't cut your hands! "Grandma picked up the kitchen knife and" Dangdang "several times. The size of the knife was symmetrical, just like rows of crooked boats. Seeing this, I was amazed. I imitate grandma's appearance and cut patiently. The more I get to the back, the more shaking my hands are, because the space in the back is getting smaller and smaller, and I'm afraid to cut my hands. Finally, it's finished. I'm sweating all over. Looking at my 'results', my grandmother repeatedly said:' good, good, progress! 'it's time to put the oil in the pan. Half a minute later, the oil crackled. I broke the eggs, summoned up great courage, egg white and yolk baby into the pot, and then there was a 'crackle' sound, I used the spatula to stir up. Before it was done, I immediately added salt and chicken essence. Finally, I pour the tomatoes into the pot and stir fry for one minute. I asked Lingling to bring the dishes. At the same time, the meal is ready.
We are happy to eat 'fruit of victory', although the food is a little light, but our faces are filled with happy smile. It was a quiet night when I was watching TV. Suddenly, I thought of cooking in my heart. When I have time to watch TV, I might as well learn how to cook. I cried and begged my mother, saying: 'teach me how to cook! 'My mother won't agree. I ran back to my room and cried bitterly. When my mother saw that I was so sad, she said: 'don't cry. I'll teach you. I'll hear that