Serve as Contrast Team in a ‘Dad with Baby’ Show

"Making buns is actually very simple." The father and daughter stared dryly for a while, then Lin Momo said to Lin Cheng.

In the slightly guilty tone, apart from the meaning of encouragement, there was a bit of deceit no matter how you heard it.

Regarding Lin Momo's statement, Lin Cheng was noncommittal.

Since both father and daughter had no practical experience in making steamed buns, they finally decided to take some flour for experimentation.

According to the ratio given in the tutorial, two people first prepared the required flour, yeast, improver and water.

Lin Cheng started to meet, while Lin Momo lay on the chopping board, staring intently.

"Are you ready?" Lin Momo asked after a while.

"No." Lin Cheng kneaded the even dough several times until it reached the 'smooth surface' mentioned in the tutorial.

"Is it all right now?" Lin Momo continued to ask.

Glancing at the eager girl next to him, the corners of Lin Cheng's mouth twitched slightly, secretly amused.

"Not yet." Lin Cheng looked at the time, put the kneaded dough into the basin, covered it with a layer of soaked gauze, and said to Lin Momo, "Wait for about an hour."

The temperature in the past few days has been high, so it is much more convenient to wake up the flour, and it can be proofed directly at room temperature.

While waiting for the dough to rise, Lin Cheng left to do other things, but Lin Momo insisted on staying by the basin.

There seems to be no change in the dough proofing process.

Lin Momo pouted.

The waiting time was too long, and when Lin Momo fell asleep, even she herself didn't know.

When Lin Momo woke up, the washbasin covered with gauze had already swelled up in front of her - when the gauze was removed, the small ball of noodles that had been lying in the basin had now turned into a large white and fat basin.

Curiously, Lin Momo stretched out her finger and poked it. The dough was soft, and the part that was poked would bounce back a little, leaving a shallow finger pit.

Kind of fun.

Lin Momo secretly smiled, and stretched out her fingers to try again.

At this moment, Lin Cheng's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Lin Momo."

Lin Momo's back stiffened, and she quickly withdrew her hand.

"What, what?" Lin Momo turned to look at Lin Cheng, and subconsciously put her hands behind her back, as if she had done something wrong.

"Don't poke it with your hands." Lin Cheng said.

"I didn't, I just want to see if the dough is good" no...

Before Lin Momo could say the last few words, she met Lin Cheng's slightly stern eyes, and she hesitated for a second, and honestly admitted her mistake: "I just think this is a bit funny."

Hearing Lin Momo's reason, Lin Cheng's mouth twitched slightly.

"It's not for playing." Lin Cheng walked to Lin Momo's side as he spoke, and squeezed the dough.

It feels... really good.

Thinking of this in Lin Cheng's mind, he lowered his head to meet the girl with questioning eyes, as if saying "you poked me too", Lin Cheng paused.

"I'm checking whether the dough has risen well." Lin Cheng said solemnly.

Hearing this, Lin Momo's eyes lit up, she moved closer to the washbasin, and asked expectantly, "Is that all right?"

Lin Cheng: "..." He is not sure if he tells the other party now, according to the tutorial, the dough needs to be proofed a second time, that is, it needs to wait another half an hour, whether the child will collapse on the spot.

"Wait a little longer." After Lin Cheng finished speaking, he kneaded the dough again and started the second fermentation.

Lin Momo waited anxiously for another half an hour, and finally waited until the flour was completely fermented.

The barrage area of ​​the live broadcast room is full of [Congratulations]:

[Congratulations to Momo and Dad for completing the big project of making noodles! 】

[Haha, I originally thought that this link would overturn, but I didn't expect it to not. 】

[It seems that the dough made by Dad and Baby is not bad. 】

[Although kneading the dough is only a small step, it will be more difficult to roll the dough and make buns later, right? 】

…

The audience off-screen began to tense subconsciously.

On the screen, Lin Cheng watched the teaching video of rolling dough again.

After that, Lin Cheng began to knead the dough again according to the method taught in the video, knead into long strips, cut into small dough pieces of equal size, and then flatten the dough pieces, pinch the center of the dough pieces with one hand and rotate them, and use the other hand to knead the dough Roll out the dough with a rolling pin.

During the whole process, Lin Cheng's operation seemed to be proficient and smooth, and at first glance, there was a bit of a professional temperament.

After more than ten seconds, a noodle in the shape of a 'poached egg' was born.

"There is lace here." Lin Momo pointed to the 'poached egg' and said.

Lin Cheng remained silent, took another few small noodles and tried again.

As a result, several 'poached eggs', 'clouds', 'triangles' and several 'little hearts' were born.

From the corner of the eye, he saw Lin Momo standing aside, holding the chopping board, with his feet on tiptoe, looking eager to try, Lin Cheng raised his eyebrows.

"Want to try?"

"Yeah." Lin Momo nodded for a while.

Seeing this, Lin Cheng handed her the rolling pin.

Lin Momo took the rolling pin and dough pieces, and prepared them in a decent manner, still muttering: "It's really simple."

However, Lin Momo fell into Waterloo in less than three seconds.

Originally, it was easy for her to watch the instructional video and the owner of the bun shop rolled the dough, and the movements were fast. But when Lin Momo operated it by himself, the noodle seemed to be disobedient.

Lin Momo wanted it to grow bigger to the left, but the right side was rolled longer and longer. She wanted the dough not to move, but it was driven all over the chopping board by the rolling pin as if it had grown legs.

"Let me do it." Lin Cheng said, at any rate, the dough he rolled could be understood as 'round' consciously.

"Okay..." Lin Momo moved away from the chopping board, but her eyes were still staring at the piece of dough with a 'hate iron'.

"I see!" Suddenly, Lin Momo thought of something and said excitedly.

Before Lin Cheng could ask her, the girl had already run to the kitchen and took out a plate from the cabinet.

"You can use this to make it!" Lin Momo said. First, she kneaded a piece of dough into a ball, and then pressed it hard with the bottom of the plate. The dough was flattened in the center of the bottom of the plate. shape.

Seeing Lin Momo's actions, the barrage area became lively again:

【Good guy, that's fine too! 】

【Haha, my daughter is so smart. 】

【Momo: It's another day for me to make suggestions for this family. 】

[Although the dough made by doing this is not as strong as rolling it by hand, it is indeed very round, hahahaha. 】

…

Not only round, but also fast.

"How is it?" Lin Momo asked Lin Cheng with sparkling eyes.

Lin Cheng had a not-so-obvious smile on the corner of his mouth: "Yes."

"Let me do it." Lin Cheng took out the dinner plate from Lin Momo's hand, and sprinkled a layer of flour on it, so that it would be easy to 'unmold'.

Next, Lin Cheng cut the dough into small pieces, and Lin Momo was in charge of kneading the small pieces of dough into balls, then carefully sprinkled a little flour, and finally sent them to Lin Cheng, who pressed them into dough.

Lin Cheng, an adult, did the work of pressing the dough, and the efficiency was much faster than before.

During the period, the father looked serious, and no one spoke, but unexpectedly cooperated with each other tacitly.

What's even more surprising is that the live broadcast of the two of them repeatedly pressing their skins repeatedly increased the number of online viewers in Lin Cheng's live broadcast room by more than 20,000 in just 20 minutes.

Coupled with Lin Momo's rising popularity during the period when Lin Momo stared at the dough in a daze, and the picture seemed to be still, at this time, the number of stable viewers in Lin Cheng's live broadcast room had reached more than 150,000.

Even the weird hashtag #父女精选流线面皮产品小工程# was also on the hot search list. Although the hot search ranking was low and it was only a flash in the pan, it was enough to surprise Chen Yu and the others in front of the computer.

"It's actually on the trending search?!" Wang repeatedly looked at the screenshot of the phone to confirm that he read it correctly.

"But then again, Brother Cheng and the others rolled the dough, what the **** are the audience watching?" How did it become popular?

Wang Xi was puzzled.

Chen Yu was actually a little dazed. After thinking about it, he said uncertainly: "Maybe this section is more decompressed and higher?"

—

Because the program team gave special treatment to the mobile phone, Lin Cheng and Lin Momo didn't know what happened online.

The father and daughter here have already done all the preparations before making the buns.

Because it was the first time to practice, the two did not challenge those difficult fillings, but chose the red bean paste filling that does not need to be prepared again and is easy to operate.

"I know how to make this!" Lin Momo volunteered, then took a piece of dough, scooped out a ball of red bean paste in the center of the dough, and fiddled with the first basic method of making buns in the diagram she drew earlier stand up.

While packing, Lin Momo did not forget to explain to Lin Cheng solemnly.

"As long as it's like this, hold it with one hand, hold it with the other hand, press this finger on this side, and this finger pulls the other side over, squeeze it..."

Lin Momo wrapped it nicely. After pinching and kneading, the prototype of half a bun was initially revealed.

"Look, that's it, isn't it very simple..."

Lin Momo didn't finish her sentence, she gave a 'baa', and the half-packed red bean paste leaked out from the other side of the bun.

Lin Momo's embarrassed expression froze on her face: the slap was too fast...

"No, it's okay, just pinch it again." Lin Momo said.

Although, she tried her best to save the bun, but it got worse and worse.

In the end, the whole steamed stuffed bun became oddly shaped, as if it had been beaten by other steamed stuffed buns, with 'blood' all over its head.

Looking at the bun in his hand, Lin Momo buried her head, not daring to look at Lin Cheng.

This is still the simplest basic version of the steamed stuffed bun. She also drew peanut buns, white sugar buns, twist buns... a lot.

Probably because he didn't want to see the girl's disappointed expression, Lin Cheng took her bun from Lin Momo's hand, looked at it, and said, "The demonstration is very clear, I probably know it."

Lin Cheng also made a bun according to Lin Momo's tutorial - it was indeed not as easy as imagined.

After some experimentation, Lin Cheng managed to make a steamed bun that looked more like a steamed stuffed bun.

It's just too slow.

If steamed stuffed buns are sold at this speed, they will starve to death.

The father and daughter looked at each other silently.

When making the next one, Lin Cheng simply kneaded the dough except the filling into a ball.

As long as the dough wraps the filling, it has the same meaning anyway, and other forms are not important.

In the end, in order to distinguish each of the 'mantou', Lin Momo and Lin Cheng combined, ordered a red bean in the middle of the bun filled with red bean paste, picked a small point on the white sugar bun, and picked a peanut bun. Two, three pork buns, four vermicelli buns...

In the live broadcast room, more comments flashed across:

[This is okay? ! Ha ha. 】

[As long as the mind does not slip, there are always more solutions than difficulties, hahaha. 】

[I'm learning how to wrap buns and prevent rollovers in the live broadcast room. 】

…

Here, looking at the dozen or so ugly buns on the chopping board, Lin Momo suddenly had a sad look on his face.

"Could no one buy our buns?" Lin Momo asked in a low voice. This is a serious question.

Lin Cheng glanced at Baozi and said nothing.

The two put the dozen or so proofed buns on the steamer.

After a while, the aroma of red bean paste filled the room.

The steamed buns, which were originally unattractive, turned into white and fat ones after steaming, and they didn't look so ugly anymore.

—

Lin Momo was still admiring the buns made by her family, while Lin Cheng checked the time and prepared to take her out.

The two still had fresh vegetables and meat left to buy, and the destination of their trip was several vegetable markets in the urban area.

According to the landlady's wife: the food in the vegetable market at night is much cheaper than other times.

Which ingredients are cheaper in which vegetable market. That day, before leaving, the landlady specially sorted out a strategy and time slot for Lin Cheng and the two of them.

"Let's go." Lin Cheng called Lin Momo again.

Seeing that Lin Momo was still staring at the buns intently, Lin Cheng simply took two buns that had cooled down from the plate, put them into a lunch box, and stuffed them into Lin Momo's arms.

"No." Lin Momo shook her head.

"What isn't it?" Lin Cheng looked at Lin Momo suspiciously and asked.

"Not this one, but that one." Lin Momo pointed to the three pointy buns in the lunch box, and then pointed to a pointy bun on the plate.

Lin Cheng's temples twitched.

These buns are all made of red bean paste, what is the difference between one pointed and two pointed?

Lin Cheng complained in his heart, but he still changed Lin Momo to a bun.

"Let's go."

"good."

—

The two went out on a tricycle.

Lin Cheng was riding in front, and Lin Momo was sitting in the back of the bike quietly eating buns.

The skin of the buns is soft and fluffy, and the sweet bean paste rushes into the mouth as soon as you bite it down.

Lin Momo's eyes lit up.

"dad."

"Huh?" Lin Cheng responded.

"Our buns are super delicious." Lin Momo said proudly.

Although the appearance is not good, the taste has not lost points at all.

Lin Momo ate the buns in small bites, until one bun was finished, Lin Momo left the other pointed buns in the lunch box, and carefully closed the lid.

This is for Lin Cheng.

The reason why Lin Momo insisted on taking this one just now is because among all the buns, this one is the most beautiful.

…

At this time, Lin Cheng's car had already arrived at the first destination: near the vegetable market in Yulin Street.

When the tricycle arrived at the entrance of a three-chambered alley, Lin Momo pointed to one of the directions before Lin Cheng checked the road signs and navigation.

"Dad, over there!"

Lin Cheng glanced at the street signs, then confirmed the navigation, and found that Lin Momo was pointing in the right direction.

Although Lin Momo can't clearly know where the whole city is, she has an impression of the places she has been to.

The vegetable market in this place, I brought my grandma here a few times when her legs were good.

The dishes in the evening market here are very cheap, and you can buy all the leftovers for one or two yuan. And a few hours later, there will be vendors who pile up the last unsold vegetables in the middle basket, and take them casually without paying.

It's just that after grandma's leg was injured, they seldom went out to buy vegetables and cook for themselves.

Lin Momo came to participate in the recording of the program, and Chen Yu and the others arranged a nurse and regular consultations for grandma.

When Lin Momo returned home this weekend, she was pleasantly surprised to find that her grandma's legs and feet had improved a lot after receiving comprehensive treatment, and she should be able to recover soon.

Thinking of this, Lin Momo had a happy smile on his face.

Lin Momo tugged at the back of Lin Cheng's coat.

Hearing the other party's response, Lin Momo whispered, "Thank you."

She knew that Chen Yu and the others did this because she and Lin Cheng participated in the recording of the show together.

Hearing Lin Momo's 'thank you', Lin Cheng paused, a little puzzled as to what she was 'thanking' for.

However, Lin Cheng didn't pay attention to what the child said suddenly.

Lin Cheng parked his tricycle in the non-motor vehicle area next to the vegetable market, and took Lin Momo into the vegetable market.

Here, the two bought Chinese cabbage.

After Lin Cheng paid the money, he turned his head but did not see Lin Momo.

Lin Cheng looked around, only to find that Lin Momo was standing motionless on the side of the road not far away, like a pillar. Opposite her was a pasta shop. Inside, the boss and the proprietress were preparing for tomorrow. The first batch of buns sold in the morning.

When Lin Momo was about to come back to call Lin Cheng, Lin Cheng had already walked beside Lin Momo.

Thus, one pillar became two pillars, one high and one low.

Seeing the boss and his wife making buns quickly, one can be wrapped in almost a few seconds, both father and daughter fell silent.

Lin Momo silently compared the difference between her own bag and the other's bag: they are both similar, but for some reason, she can't make a good bag.

"Dad, have you learned it?" Lin Momo asked, pulling Lin Cheng's sleeve.

"Probably." Lin Cheng tried his best to remember the tactics of the two bosses.

"Let's go." Lin Cheng called Lin Momo, and they had to go to the next vegetable market.

—

The two went to three other vegetable markets.

The last vegetable market is next to a small residential area near Jiaming Road, where they are going to buy green onions and shallots.

"Father, you can go from the left side." Lin Momo pointed to a side path and whispered to Lin Cheng.

Walking this path, you will not pass by the place where chickens and fish are slaughtered outside.

Lin Cheng didn't doubt Lin Momo's words, but turned his head to look at the girl.

"Been here before?"

Lin Momo nodded.

Lin Cheng looked back, because the light from the lamp was too dim, he didn't notice something wrong with the girl's expression.

After steering the car well, Lin Cheng called Lin Momo again.

The two went straight to the stall selling green onions.

Halfway through, Lin Cheng found that Lin Momo hadn't followed. Looking back, he found that Lin Momo was standing behind a light sign by the vegetable market not far away, looking at him, but not following.

"Lin Momo, come here." Lin Cheng called her.

When I went to a few vegetable markets to buy ingredients, this kid would actively come up to help with things, but this time he didn't keep up?

Lin Cheng was a little surprised.

Lin Momo pursed her lips and did not move.

"You don't want to go?" Lin Cheng asked again. I thought in my heart that the child was tired from walking or playing childish temper.

Lin Momo nodded, then shook her head again.

Lin Cheng was helpless: "Then stand there and wait for me, don't go far."

Lin Cheng went to the stall alone to buy green onions.

here.

Lin Momo has been standing behind the light box waiting for Lin Cheng.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her from behind, and Lin Momo almost fell down due to the huge force.

"You little bastard, it's you again!"