My magic is 500 words of fried peanuts.

On the evening of National Day, my father and I were watching TV. Suddenly, I seem to feel something is missing! I thought about it, oh! By the way, since you are watching TV, delicious "delicacies" are of course essential! I told my father this idea, and my father thought it was very reasonable. After that, he continued to concentrate on watching TV, his eyes motionless like magnets. I thought he was thinking about what we should eat, so did I. But after a long time, he still stared at the TV screen, as if he only had TV in his eyes. He finally woke up. I asked him if he thought of what we were going to eat. He thought about it and let me eat fried peanuts.

First, I took out the pot and peanuts, and brought salt and oil. Now that the ingredients are ready, it's just how to fry them! I thought about it, and thought about how to make fried peanuts, a side dish of the restaurant. Yes, I see! Fried peanuts are wrapped in salt, crispy inside and golden in color. Maybe I know what to do. I turn on the range hood and turn it to the high gear. Put the pot back on the shelf and turn on the fire. The pot was hot, so I poured oil on it again. After a while, I found bubbles on some oil. Inadvertently, I spilled a drop of cold water into it and the oil exploded immediately. Hot oil splashed on my body and face, and it suddenly hurt. I couldn't help shouting, "Oh! It hurts me to death! I don't care! I won't do it! " I'm beginning to regret making fried peanuts! I turned off the fire, walked out of the kitchen, sat on the sofa and watched TV again. Suddenly, it seems that there are two little people fighting in my heart. One told me to keep doing it, and the other told me to give up. In the end, the villain who supported me won. I went into the kitchen again and turned on the fire and the range hood. Soon, the oil was hot again and I put peanuts in it. At first, the peanuts were fine, and they soon exploded! Some split a small crack in the middle, and some jumped directly to the ground, as if they had been blown away by shells! I stirred with chopsticks for a while, and the peanut turned from pale white to golden yellow, like Jin Doudou! I sprinkled salt while it was hot, and a plate of delicious peanuts came out! Dad tasted my peanuts and even praised me as a chef, Little Fu Gui! I smiled happily!

Although making peanuts is an ordinary trivial matter, I realized an idea from this trivial matter. What's the idea? Let you guess first! If you can't guess, I will tell you next time! Goodbye!