Take the essay I learned to fry the intestines in 300 words

Fried thousand seeds is a famous traditional snack of the Han nationality in Hebei Province. Chop the pork stuffing into a puree, add green onions, minced ginger, stir well with water, and then add refined salt, monosodium glutamate, five-spice powder, soy sauce, and Shao wine to taste, that is, the Qianzi filling. Knock 2 eggs into a bowl, add refined salt and water starch and stir well, and spread out a thin "egg skin" in the oil pan; Add another 1 egg to the flour and mix into a paste for later use.

The round egg skin is cut in half from the middle, spread on the board, smeared with flour paste, put a thousand seeds at one end, roll the salted egg roll, seal the mouth with batter, fry it thoroughly in the hot oil, when it is golden brown, take out the drained oil, change the knife to cut the "horseshoe section", put it on the plate, and serve it with pepper and salt.

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle. In the blink of an eye, I have stepped on the twelfth step of my life, looking back on the past, I have learned so much, but the most impressive thing for me is that I have learned to do housework.

That day, my father went out, my mother was not feeling well, and the "heavy responsibility" of washing the dishes had to fall on my shoulders. I was worried, and I thought to myself: I have never known how to serve dishes to eat, but I have never washed the dishes, how can I wash them well?

But think again: if you don't wash it well, your mother will be angry. So I plucked up my courage and thought to myself:

Okay, I'm sure I'll be able to clean the dishes.

So, I turned on the faucet and put the bowl underneath to rinse. I washed it three times, but I couldn't wash it clean, and the oil stain seemed to be deliberately against me, sticking to the bowl and not letting go, and it always felt sticky to the touch. I say to the oil stain:

You kid wait, wait for me to ask my mother to come back and deal with you. I hurriedly ran to ask my mother. Mom said:

Don't waste your efforts, you can't wash off the greasy with cold water, you have to wash it with hot water. I looked at the bowl in my hand and smiled embarrassedly.

I took the basin and went to get a basin of hot water. At first, I only used the rag to make two turns before I thought it was washed. Unexpectedly, after I finished washing, I happily hugged the bowl and went to my mother, who touched it with her hand and said, "No, there is still oil, you have to wash it hard." "Composition.

I muttered unhappily, "Don't be so serious! No matter how clean it is, it is not necessary to use it again at night.

Although I was a little upset, I took the bowl back and continued to wash. I followed my mother's instructions and tried my best to clean the dishes. I washed the second and the third ......I washed faster and faster, and in a short time I was done with all the dishes, and I was sweating profusely.

I brought the bowl to the faucet again, turned it on, and rinsed it again with clean water.

I looked at the dishes I washed, all of them were bright and beautiful. "Composition.

I have learned a truth from this incident: everything is learned, even if it is a small thing, we must pay attention to the method, otherwise we will get half the result.

As soon as I finished eating, I thought: Mom and Dad do the housework every day, and they always stretch out their hands to eat. Today I have to help my mother with the housework - washing the dishes.

So I volunteered, "Let me wash the dishes today!" Mom looked at me in surprise and said suspiciously

Can you do it? I said firmly, "No problem!"

Just do it. I turned on the faucet, filled a basin with water, poured in a little dish soap, and in an instant a large pile of bubbles bubbled out and drilled through my fingers. I played for a while before I remembered my responsibility.

I put the dirty, greasy bowls in the basin. Then wipe the bowl inside and out, and wipe it several times if it is a little dirty. At first it was smooth sailing, but then I became more and more proud, and accidentally, a naughty bowl slipped out of my hand and fell to the ground and exploded.

The bowl was thrown and half disabled. I started to wash every bowl carefully, and finally I conquered the naughty bowls, but I was already sweating profusely. I think:

Washing dishes is really not an easy task. In the future, I will share more housework for my mother!

When my mother saw it, not only did she not blame me, but she smiled happily

Taiwan ** understands, throw it away?