I'm great

My masterpiece is cooking, and it is very delicious. Of course, it is very difficult to learn to cook, and it is necessary to start from the simplest. ——Fried Eggs One Sunday morning, I saw my mother doing my favorite fried egg in the kitchen. I thought: Every morning, my mother must get up early to make fried eggs for me. How hard it is! If I learned to fry eggs, wouldn't my mother take a break? So, I asked my mother to teach me fried eggs, and my mother agreed very quickly. Mom first gave me a demonstration, while doing one thing and said: "Put a little oil first, wait for the oil to heat up, but don't be too hot, so the eggs will be fried, then break the eggs, put them in, and then put the pot a little Shake it, let the egg not stick to the pan, and then put a little salt. When the face turns yellow, turn it over and fry the other side. When the other side turns yellow, you can pan out." I heard, Oh, it’s so simple! I couldn't help but screamed: "Let me come, let me come!" But I just broke the eggs, and the eggs were all with my hands. I saw that the eggs in the pot had been pasted, I I hurriedly picked up the shovel and tried to turn the eggs over. As a result, the eggs were messed up and rotten, which was not the same. Hey, the first time fried eggs ended in failure. But I am still not discouraged, I thought I must learn the fried eggs, so I picked up an egg and made a second fried egg. This time, I learned the last lesson. As a result, I have done a lot like a fried egg. I thought, "What is hard, it’s done!" But I have a taste, eh? Why is it not quite right? At this time, I just remembered to forget the salt. For the third time, I learned the lessons of the first two times, seriously doing every step that my mother taught me, and finally fried it. I let my mother taste it. She praised me for making the fried eggs beautiful and not salty. Not too light. Now, when I have time, I will make a fried egg for my father and mother. When the guest comes, I will also show my hand. Others boast that I am awesome. One day, at 12 noon, I saw that my mother was busy. However, my stomach is like a drum, and I am pounding hard! I am going to fry the potato, I miss my mother's stomach, and I must be hungry! First of all, I took out a few potatoes and put the potatoes in the basin. I took a potato and smelled it carefully, ah! Really stinky, a muddy smell. I opened the faucet again and took the water into the basin. I saw the water and immediately turned into khaki water. I slammed the potato skin. Then, peel the potato skin with a peeling knife and the potatoes turn milky white. Finally, put the potatoes on the cutting board, cut into pieces, cut into pieces, take out a large bowl and put the cut potatoes in a large bowl, fill with water, soak for a while, remove the potatoes. wire. Then, the fried potatoes are gone! I will pour some pot of vegetable oil first, and when the oil is 70% hot, I will pour the potato. In an instant, I heard thorns, cockroaches... I kept frying with my hands, then put a small spoonful of salt, then stir fry a few times. I am looking for a plate and a pot! I smelled it, it was so sweet! I went to my mother, and my mother said, "Working hard!" I answered my mother and said, "Nothing, Mom." My mother and I are very happy!

Fourth grade: byx123