A sentence describing chopping vegetables? Describe the wonderful part of cooking

1.Chopping meat is the easiest to chop, but it is not chopped here and chopped there, it is first chopped in one corner, and then the meat is turned over and chopped, and the other corner is the same, when it is chopped evenly, it is all chopped together. Among them, the shredded carrot is the most difficult to cut, because it is too hard, and sometimes the back of the knife is patted with the hand to increase the strength to cut.

There are also slices of meat, which are struck a few times with the back of a knife before cutting the meat, so that it is easy to cut the meat and easy to chew when eating. Once I didn't wash my hands after cutting the chili peppers, I accidentally touched my eyes, the spicy taste on my hands reached the eyes, the eyes were spicy, very uncomfortable, I learned a lesson when I cut the chili peppers for the second time, I wore a plastic bag on my hands so that it would not be spicy to any part of the body, and the chili peppers were cut by the knife, some became oval, and some became heart-shaped. Sometimes you can cut your hand if you don't pay attention.

2.I picked up the kitchen knife and cut at the leek, and the guy was disobedient and let go at once, and almost cut off a piece of his finger, but fortunately the knife was not fast, and only cut a little skin. It seems that cooking is also dangerous, and if you don't get it right, you will bleed!

3.First, soak the peeled pineapple in warm salt water for a few minutes to remove the astringency; Then boil the raw glutinous rice until it is half cooked; At this time, the pineapple was soaked, and I saw the aunt put the pineapple on the cutting board, cut the pineapple in half vertically with a kitchen knife, swing it up and down leisurely, and then "played" the "kitchen knife cutting board" march.

She skillfully cut the pineapple into small cubes, her hands shaking up and down and regularly, and her big rough hands gripped the kitchen knife harder, becoming even older. The sound of the kitchen knife rubbing against the cutting board is seamlessly connected, and the pineapple has a spirituality in the hands of the aunt.

Mom skillfully picked up the kitchen knife with her right hand, took a handful of leeks with her left hand, and gently put the leeks together with her left hand, and began to cut them up with her right hand. Mom raised her arm, put down the knife, wiped the sweat beads on her forehead, and the leeks on her hands also fell off. Thank you!

The following is a summary of the wonderful passages that describe cooking.

1.The bamboo shoots and roasted pork, cabbage and tofu pork rib soup, stir-fried bamboo shoots, pumpkin porridge and loofah preserved egg soup are the most delicious, delicious and irresistible in the world, the whole world, the whole galaxy, and the whole universe.

2.Everyone has a skill, although my mother is not highly educated, but she has put a lot of effort into our family's food and clothing problems. Every time before eating, the tempting aroma always makes me stop my homework and run to the table to feast.

3.Seeing this, I couldn't wait to use my chopsticks to pick up a piece and taste it, wow! It's so delicious, mom's cooking skills are really good!

4.It's finally time to eat, try the eggs, it's delicious! Try the watercress again, it's sweet and delicious. Suddenly, my heart felt like I had eaten honey, sweet! It turned out that cooking can also be fun, and then everyone ended the happy cooking show in laughter.

5.If I want to talk about my grandmother, she is a real "chef". The dishes cooked by my grandmother are full of color and flavor. Unbelief? I'll show you there.

6.Just one look at the food my grandmother cooked, I'm sure you'll be drooling three thousand feet. Lo and behold, the red ones are peppers, the green ones are greens, and the yellow ones are egg skins. Those cauliflower flowers were set up on the table, and it was appetizing to watch.

7.My grandmother's cooking is not only delicious, but also very nutritious, and my grandmother often said to me: "Now there are more vegetables in the vegetable market, you can buy whatever you want, and grandma can change the pattern to cook for you every day."

8.Grandma's cooking makes us eat healthy and cultural, and if my grandmother goes to open a restaurant, that restaurant will definitely be full of people every day.

9.may be because of the accumulated work experience, the dishes cooked by my mother have become famous in the neighborhood, and the people in the village praise her as the best chef in the village.

10.Only then did I know that it was my mother's pork rib soup, which turned out to be so delicious. Since then, my mother has become a free female chef in my family.

11.Mom's cooking skills are so good! It turns out that my mother's success is completely attributed to her unchanging spirit of learning: no matter how good she is at doing anything, she must continue to learn, keep working hard, make progress with an open mind, and make people backward with pride!

12.My mother's cooking skills are first-class, and she is also the principal of my culinary school! Whenever she cooks, she is always attentive, and the sweat of beans falls from her forehead, and she never cares.

At noon today, after I finished my homework, I saw that my parents were tired, and I looked at my watch again, it was already lunch time, and I decided to show my skills - cooking.

It's time to cook. I saw a few cucumbers in the basket that were about to go bad, peeled them, and started cutting the cucumbers. At first, I imitated the appearance of adults and confidently swung my knife and slashed.

Dad looked at the thick cucumber slices and smiled. I looked at my dad inexplicably: "Is there something wrong?"

Dad smiled and nodded, and said patiently: "When cutting cucumbers, put the five fingers of the left hand together, the fingertips are adducted, the first joint is arched outward, hold the cucumber tightly, hold the knife in the right hand, to the first tube joint that is considerate of the outer arch of the left hand, and cut down hard." "I cut it with a knife according to what my father said, and sure enough, the crispy and thin melon slices were born in response to the knife.

This has made me more confident in consulting. After cutting the cucumbers, I started to put the pan, first, I turned on the gas, put three spoonfuls of oil, and when the oil was hot, I started to knock eggs into the pan. When the first egg came out of the pot, there was a "zila" sound, and a puff of green smoke came up, which made me scream and take two steps back.

Dad didn't seem to see my scared look and gave me a thumbs up. So, I had the courage to knock the second and third. At this time, I accidentally dropped a small piece of egg skin into the pot, and when I hurriedly grabbed it with chopsticks, the eggs in the pot were a little mushy.

I quickly poured the cucumber slices into the pot, stirred back and forth constantly, then added a little water, stirred a few more times, and the "cucumber scrambled eggs" were "born". In the same way, "stir-fried meat with garlic sprouts" was also put on the table. Finally, I made a "sausage with ears".

After a lot of effort, a few side dishes were finally served on the table.

It's time to start boiling the soup. I first pour an appropriate amount of water into the pot and mix the rice noodles, then scoop up a spoonful of water, pour the rice noodles into the pot, scoop up another spoonful of water, and flush the rice residue from the bowl into the pot. The soup boiled, as if to announce that I was "done".

Everything was done, and I asked the "judges" - Mom and Dad to taste it. They said in unison, "We've never had such a good meal before!" "Watching my parents scramble and gobble up, my heart is happy.

Today's meal is also the sweetest meal I have ever had since I was a child.

There was a war in the kitchen, and I duel with the vegetables with a knife, and in the end I won, but with flowers on my hands.

According to the title, it can be written - the right hand is too fast and the left hand is too slow, and the result is cut to himself, it seems that the right hand needs to practice singing more, follow my left hand and right hand slow motion.

The humorous sentence of cutting vegetables and cutting the hand, this should not be a very humorous thing, you must pay attention to safety next time, in fact, you must be careful when you are there, you must be serious, and you must not be half-hearted.

What do you think? Got meat? If you want to eat meat, don't cut yourself, it's hard to cut some.

My kitchen knife is short-sighted and beats my fingers!

You can say: I want to eat meat today, and I cut my hand when I cut vegetables.

Today, I will sacrifice these dishes with my blood that we are about to eat.

Mom skillfully right-handed bai

Pick up the kitchen knife du, the left hand is familiar with the road to take a handful of leeks dao, and the left hand gently put the leeks together together, the right hand began to cut up one by one, with the knife down, the neat leek yard fell little by little under the kitchen knife, not long after, a small pile of leek yard cut. Mom raised her arm, put down the knife, wiped the sweat beads on her forehead, and the leek yards on her hands also fell off a few times.

Mother came, bringing two pig's feet and a few vegetables.

Hee-hee, mom is here to cook for me.

I was so happy that I stood up and said, "Ah, the old lady is here." There is only an old lady in the world, and a mother's child is like a treasure ......

My mother laughed at my poor mouth and urged me to hurry up and type information. Then, she put on reading glasses, went to the kitchen to find tweezers, and sat down in the bright hall at the door, and quietly tweezed the pig's hair.

I sat down in front of the computer again and continued to tap on the keyboard. When my mom walked into the kitchen, I didn't notice it at all. When I heard the sound of a kitchen knife hitting the felt board, I thought my husband had come back from work.

Listening to it again, I feel strange, click-click-click——,click---click---click--- knife by knife, it sounds so unfavorable.

Oh, that's my mom's voice chopping vegetables. Relieved, I stopped tapping my fingers on the keyboard, listened quietly, and thought in a daze, once upon a time, the sound of my mother chopping vegetables changed? Become so slow, cautious, and cautious.

Because, my mother is xx years old. Thinking of this, my heart hurts a little, as if it has been gently pricked by a sharp weapon.

Gradually, the aroma of soup wafted from the kitchen to my nose ......

The green chives are neatly planted in the soil, and the tips of the onions are yellow, as if they were wearing a small yellow hat on their heads.

Cucumbers, when they are not grown, taste a little astringent, and have a slightly bitter taste. When it is ripe, it becomes so sweet that even its "little tail" is sweet. Those dark green cucumbers are a little old and unpalatable to people, but such cucumbers have become my "superior quality".

I cut such cucumbers, pick out the seeds with my hands, put them in my mouth and chew them, the mouth is full of fragrance, a sweet smell arises spontaneously, plus there is a lot of water, I love to eat it very much.

Mustard greens are full of white flowers, cabbage clusters are full of yellow flowers, cabbage is curling, and leeks are green and green, full of vitality.

Half a circle of pumpkins were planted at the root of the south wall, and one by one they looked like green dragons and snakes, and the vines climbed freely along the wooden sticks to the wall, sticking their heads out of the wall.

The peppers are verdant, the eggplants are purple and shiny, the leeks are fresh and bright, and there are water droplets, and the greens of various colors are placed together, red, orange, yellow and green, which is particularly pleasing to the eye.

The radish is round, the skin on the surface is white and green, and several green and green leaves are growing upright, and the radish under the leaves is "hidden" in the soil, like a shy fat doll.