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鍋碗都省了的花甲粉「廚娘物語」

鍋碗都省了的花甲粉「廚娘物語」的做法

嗨大家好我是小鹿
不知道大家是不是和我一樣，
夏天會特別想吃小海鮮之類的夜宵~
尤其是花甲粉！一定要錫紙包著的那種~
有和我一樣愛吃花甲的童鞋嗎？
快！舉起你們手中的花甲！！

作爲一個資深的夜市愛好者，
這個時候如果不出一期錫紙花甲簡直對...(展開)嗨大家好我是小鹿
不知道大家是不是和我一樣，
夏天會特別想吃小海鮮之類的夜宵~
尤其是花甲粉！一定要錫紙包著的那種~
有和我一樣愛吃花甲的童鞋嗎？
快！舉起你們手中的花甲！！

作爲一個資深的夜市愛好者，
這個時候如果不出一期錫紙花甲簡直對不起大家！
話說，最近我在外面的花甲粉店偷學到了一個新做法，
就是把錫紙鋪成碗狀直接在電磁爐上加熱。
這個方法直接打開了我的新世界！
簡直不能更方便，做好直接開吃，連鍋和碗都不用洗！
絕對的懶人必備哈哈哈~

恩這麽好的方法，一定要分享給你們！
家裏有電磁爐或者電陶爐的朋友，都可以用這樣的懶人方法試試。
味道做出來和外面的一毛一樣！還更幹淨健康~
沒有電磁爐的童鞋也沒關系，在鍋裏鋪兩張錫紙就可以操作了！
一樣可以做到連碗都不用洗！

好啦，夜宵時間到！
一起來看視頻吧！
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難度：切墩(初級)	時間：30-60分鍾
主料
花甲250g	粉絲30g
鹌鹑蛋	金針菇
小青菜	錫紙
蒜	姜
小米椒	香菜
蔥

鍋碗都省了的花甲粉「廚娘物語」的做法步骤鍋碗都省了的花甲粉「廚娘物語」的做法图解1

鍋碗都省了的花甲粉「廚娘物語」的做法图解1

1. 250g花甲中倒入清水，放入1g盐，3ml香油，静置吐沙一小时左右。（盐和香油的味道会让花甲张开，这样沙子也容易吐出来哦）

鍋碗都省了的花甲粉「廚娘物語」的做法图解2

2. 准备调料：5瓣蒜切末，3片姜切丝，2个小米椒切圈备用。

鍋碗都省了的花甲粉「廚娘物語」的做法图解3

3. 30g粉丝加入300ml清水浸泡20分钟。

鍋碗都省了的花甲粉「廚娘物語」的做法图解4

4. 3颗鹌鹑蛋煮熟剥壳待用。

鍋碗都省了的花甲粉「廚娘物語」的做法图解5

5. 取两张錫紙放入碗中，轻轻的把錫紙沿着碗折成碗状（錫紙记得去超市买加厚版，铺2张以上就不会破啦！而且錫紙要记得撕大一些，既能防止汤汁漏出，拎的时候也更方便。）

鍋碗都省了的花甲粉「廚娘物語」的做法图解6

6. 倒入花甲，加入姜、蒜、小米椒。

鍋碗都省了的花甲粉「廚娘物語」的做法图解7

7. 倒入10ml料酒、5ml蚝油、5ml生抽、5ml醋、1g糖调味。

鍋碗都省了的花甲粉「廚娘物語」的做法图解8

8. 把錫紙放在电磁炉或者电陶炉上，倒入100ml清水，大火煮开。

鍋碗都省了的花甲粉「廚娘物語」的做法图解9

9. 放鹌鹑蛋，金針菇和小青菜~也可以放入你喜欢的配菜！

鍋碗都省了的花甲粉「廚娘物語」的做法图解10

10. 把錫紙裹上，中火煮5分钟

鍋碗都省了的花甲粉「廚娘物語」的做法图解11

11. 打开放上蔥、香菜、小米椒，淋上香油搅拌一下（喜欢吃辣油的朋友，可以再加适量辣油）

鍋碗都省了的花甲粉「廚娘物語」的做法图解12

12. 花甲粉就做好啦，赶紧开吃吧！

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