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I learned the omelette


Have you ever eaten the delicious omelet? Today, my mother is going to teach me the omelette, I am happy to be three feet tall.

First of all, I took out an egg. I carefully broke it and broke it. I slammed it. A small amount of eggs flew to my eyelids. I didn’t care so much. I picked up a paper towel and wiped it. Rub, Mommy looked at me with a speechless expression and said to me, "Be lighter." I used chopsticks to draw a famous circle, and the egg yolk was given to me. After the eggs are evenly mixed, put two spoonfuls of Meilu, a spoonful of flour, and then mix it evenly. The mother looked at it and said, "There is still a little bit of flour, then put a spoonful of flour!" So I put another spoonful. But I did it again, so we had to put some water. Stirring, I feel more and more heavy on my hands, slowly, yellow and yellow eggs, white flour, cocoa color, I was stirred into a batter.

Mom said: "Now, let's start frying!" I poured the batter into the pan, flattened it, then turned on the gas, put the pot on it, and slowly fry it with a small fire. After a while, a bubble of different sizes was raised in the middle of the batter. After a while, my mother said that it was almost fried. She turned the pan and the eggcake came 180 degrees in the air. Diving, jumped into the pan accurately, "Wow, cow!" I looked at my mother admiringly. My mother made an OK gesture and said with pride: "This is my experience for more than 10 years!"

Finally, the quiche was finally released, and the smell of the fragrant smell came over. I couldn't wait to take a bite. Well, it was delicious. This is the result of my own production. My heart is full of pride!

Third grade: Hu Yangming

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