#trust of Beauty#russian Style Bread
by Low-key blueberries
Favorite
Difficulty
Normal
Time
24h
Serving
2
My family lives on the Songhua River. There were a lot of Russians on the Central Street back then. The Russian girl wore a mink collar coat, long boots and held a hot Russian big leba in my hand. How envious I was. I remember when I was 6 years old, my mother took me to buy a piece of bread. At that time, the bread was 8 cents a piece, with black noodles. The waiter gave her two by mistake, and she returned them. On the way home, I kept talking with her. I was angry, I saw bread back then, like a tiger rushing to eat, no matter what virtues, trust,
Besides, I am just a 6-year-old child. My mother's simplicity, kindness, and sincerity have benefited me throughout my life. I have reached the age of retirement. I will continue to pass on this beauty of trust to my daughter and pass it on from generation to generation. Forty years later, I will make Russian bread by myself, which is a wish of my childhood. Russian bread is fermented with beer and baked in an oven. It is rationed in long queues on Central Street every day, until sold out. My old noodles are fermented for three days, and the baked bread has a little sour taste. Even after a day of tossing, I still feel very satisfied. "
Besides, I am just a 6-year-old child. My mother's simplicity, kindness, and sincerity have benefited me throughout my life. I have reached the age of retirement. I will continue to pass on this beauty of trust to my daughter and pass it on from generation to generation. Forty years later, I will make Russian bread by myself, which is a wish of my childhood. Russian bread is fermented with beer and baked in an oven. It is rationed in long queues on Central Street every day, until sold out. My old noodles are fermented for three days, and the baked bread has a little sour taste. Even after a day of tossing, I still feel very satisfied. "
