Dad: I will farm and raise children after quitting the circle

Chapter 92 Making Cakes

The little boy who was held in his arms by his father could finally see clearly what was in the basin, shouting "Eggy~" and bending over to grab it.

"Why are you so greedy?" Su Qinghe smiled and straightened Xiaoguai, and kissed her face hard.

"Hmm~" Xiaoguai twisted her body and wiped her face carelessly with her hands.

She is still too young, and the adults basically haven't kissed her very much, that is, in the past few days, when Su Qinghe saw her rosy baby fat, he really liked her, so he couldn't help but kiss her a few times.

But it is estimated that the little guy is not used to being kissed, and he showed disgust several times, which broke the heart of Su Qinghe, a novice father.

So he showed his acting skills as a film king again, with a pitiful and heartbroken look, "I hate my father, my father is so sad, woo X﹏X"

One second into the play, the tears come as soon as they are said.

The little guy's eyes widened, his black grape-like eyeballs remained motionless, and he seemed to be fascinated.

Being stared at by Xiao Guaiguai like this, Su Qinghe felt a little guilty, and soon stopped performing, and the show started in a second, and he met Xiaoguaiguai's eyes.

After a while, Xiaoguaiguai touched Su Qinghe's face, and the little milk voice called out softly: "Daddy~"

"Eh~"

This sound went to Su Qinghe's heart, and it really made people feel so soft that they twisted their fingers softly.Especially the rising ending sound made people feel numb.

The little boy who received the enthusiastic response continued to call "Dad" tirelessly, and the voice of the little milk went from soft to crisp, and Su Qinghe responded enthusiastically to every sound.The father and daughter kept repeating it, as if it was a game that would never get boring.

At some point, Bai Zhi and the old lady appeared at the door of the kitchen, with loving smiles on their mouths, looking at the father and daughter in the kitchen.

The old lady's eyes were a little wet, and she said: "It's better to be a daughter. I remember that when Ah Yue was a child, her father teased her like this. Ah He's parents always wanted a daughter, but they had to give up when they even gave birth to two boys. "

Bai Zhi didn't make a sound, just quietly looked at the father and daughter who were in the honey.

It was Su Qinghe who remembered the business, shaved the flesh on the little guy's face, and said with a smile: "Go and play with mom and grandma, okay, dad will make you a cake to eat."

The little guy tilted his head, blinked his big eyes, and then turned his head to look at the egg yolk in the basin, "Cake~"

"Yes, cake!" Su Qinghe confirmed with a smile.

"Eat~" The little guy bent down again to grab the egg yolk.

Su Qinghe: ...

Quickly straightened the little boy, "I can't eat it yet, I'll eat it for you when Dad is ready!"

Bai Zhi also came in at this time, and hugged Xiao GuaiGuai from Su Qinghe's arms, "Guai Guai, Daddy is making cakes for us, shall we wait?"

"Okay~" Xiao Guaiguai probably lost the ability to think when he heard "eat" and "is it good", but his brain responded, and when he saw that his mother was going to take her away, the little guy became anxious again.

Bai Zhi coaxed her for a while, but the mother and daughter stood by, ready to watch Su Qinghe show off his skills.

The old lady smiled and brought over two plastic stools, one for Bai Zhi and one for her to sit on.

"You guys, is this the supervisor here?" Su Qinghe looked at the three most important women in his life, feeling a lot of pressure.

"Let's just take a look." Bai Zhi said, and the little boy who was sitting on her lap also looked straight at her.

With Xiaoguai around, the old lady was even more rude to Su Qinghe. She glanced at her and said, "What a mess, why don't you hurry up and do it, don't you see that Xiaoguai is waiting?"

"Okay, okay!" Su Qinghe responded repeatedly, "I'll go get a bottle of milk first."

He went into the room and took a bottle of pure bear milk. Taking this opportunity, he glanced at the tutorial sent by his sister-in-law, and heard the voices of the little boy in the kitchen looking for his father, and the voices of Bai Zhi and the old lady coaxing the little guy .

When he returned to the kitchen, the little boy stopped restless, gave Su Qinghe a milky laugh, and sat obediently on Bai Zhi's lap.

There is corn oil at home. Since Su Yuejia is very familiar with her mother's bowl, although she didn't say the specific grams, she also gave an approximate amount, which is more reliable than the appropriate amount in the recipe.

Pour corn oil into the egg yolk, Su Qinghe stirs the egg yolk, then pours in a bottle of pure milk and continues to stir...

Seeing Su Qinghe's orderly operations, Bai Zhi was a little surprised, and whispered to the old lady, "Qinghe really knows how to make cakes?"

"His aunt taught him once when he was a child, and I didn't expect him to remember how to do it now." The old lady's face was a little proud.

"Qinghe's memory is too good, isn't it?" Bai Zhi was surprised. Although she knew that Su Qinghe was very smart, she never thought that she could memorize the steps by heart after doing it once when she was a child, and she has never forgotten it until now.

If Su Qinghe heard what they said, he would definitely blush with shame.

He dared to admit that he had a good memory, but he never dared to admit the monstrous performance of solidifying memory with a photographic memory.

After pouring in the flour twice, the tool in Su Qinghe's hand was replaced by a washed "octopus" cut out of a mineral water bottle. Seeing this ingenious tool, Bai Zhi was stunned and picked it up. Xiaoguai took a closer look.

The old lady is used to it, and the old god is sitting there, looking at the grandson's family of three.

"Qinghe, this is..."

"A tool to replace the egg beater, how about it? The wisdom of the people is inexhaustible." Su Qinghe showed off, and then looked at the egg yolk paste on the "claws" of the "octopus", feeling a little helpless , "It's a bit of a waste of material."

Bai Zhi nodded, thought for a while, and suggested: "Just scrape it with chopsticks."

Su Qinghe did exactly that. When he saw that the egg yolk paste was smooth and free of particles, and reached the state that my sister mentioned in the tutorial, he used chopsticks to scrape off the egg yolk paste as much as possible from the bottle, and then rinsed the "octopus" clean .

The next step is to beat the egg whites. Su Qinghe strictly followed my sister-in-law's tutorial step by step, watching the egg whites with white sugar added under the "octopus" beating, from coarse foam to fine foam, from light yellow egg white liquid To the pearl white meringue, until the chopsticks are inserted, the egg white sending process is over.

The next step is to mix the meringue and egg yolk paste. It is also divided into two times. First, put one-third of the meringue into the egg yolk paste and stir up and down, just like stir-frying. For the convenience of Su Qinghe, he also specially used rice Spoon.

If he was not familiar with stir-frying before, he would definitely stir it like egg yolks, but after all, it is different now.

All the steps were successfully completed, Su Qinghe was a little surprised, in his heart he was grateful to some god who was too idle to protect him.

My aunt’s tutorial kept pace with the times. Su Qinghe poured the cake batter into the non-stick rice cooker. Since it was bought for the old lady, the function of the rice cooker is not complicated. There are three modes of cooking, soup and porridge , Su Qinghe followed the tutorial and chose the soup cooking mode with continuous and even heating.

After pressing start, Su Qinghe vomited bitterness to Bai Zhi and the old lady.

(End of this chapter)