pastoral pretty girl

Chapter 251 Confused...

Chapter 251 Confused...

Song Qingge could see that Xiao Jinyi was tired, and Zhang Baochen, who was not convinced, tried a few times. He was still young, and his strength and speed were not enough, so he became tired after a few strokes.

Finally, it was handed back to Hao Qingfeng, who had a rest for a while, and asked him to complete the last step. Song Qingge began to make the batter.

Add sugar and oil to the egg yolk and stir evenly. Right now there is only soybean oil. Although the taste is a bit heavy, there is no way to do it. Then add water, and there is no way to weigh it. Add according to experience, and finally sift the flour.

No cake flour and no cornstarch, hope it works out...

The egg white was finally sent successfully. First, add part of it to the batter and stir evenly. After pouring in the last part, pour it into the oiled mold after adjustment.

She found a blacksmith in the town and made a living model according to her requirements. Not to mention, it was really a success.

As for the blacksmith, I thought she was out of her mind to make this kind of "pot" with a removable bottom. Anyway, as long as the money is enough, she can make whatever she wants.

"Ma'am, can I do it now?"

"It needs to be baked for about half an hour. You and Baochen keep the temperature of the fire. It's fine now. It's not too big or too small. It's very important." Song Qingge specially said that it is very important, so that it can inspire Xiao Jinyi's motivation.

Sure enough, Xiao Jinyi, who felt a little bored just now, suddenly regained his spirits, and looked at the fire up and down.

"My lady, is it more important than beating eggs?"

He tried whipping the eggs, but Hao Qingfeng finished it in the end, and he was very unconvinced.

"Of course it's more important than beating eggs. I heard from my grandma that if a dish is to be successful, the heat is very important. That's what we do now."

Zhang Baochen was equally serious, and quickly reached an agreement with Xiao Jinyi.

"Bah... of course it's the fat man's most important thing, you don't need to work hard, why don't you just start a fire, who can't!"

"Then you come?"

"I'm coming, I'm coming!"

"No, it's okay for Dabao and Baochen to continue. You rest, just rest." Jane replied that Hao Qingfeng wanted to come over to light the fire, but Song Qingge stopped him immediately, because he couldn't do too delicate work.

"See, lighting the fire is the most important thing. The lady is afraid that you won't be able to do it well, so she won't let you do it."

"Yes, you are clumsy, you must have added all the firewood."

Zhang Baochen and Xiao Jinyi attacked Hao Qingfeng at the same time. Hao Qingfeng sat up from the ground and argued with them.

Song Qingge counted the time, completely ignoring the three of them.

Ever since Zhang Baochen went up the mountain, this happened every day. The three of them sometimes fought independently, and sometimes formed two groups randomly, enjoying it endlessly.

"Okay, Dabao, you can hang the upper one up."

Song Qingge lit two sticks of incense, and when the second stick was still a third burnt, Xiao Jinyi asked Xiao Jinyi to hang up the lid that had been burned on it.

After the top cover was lifted, the cake inside was revealed.

"Sister, is this a cake? Why does it look a bit dark?" Zhang Baochen was not afraid of being burned, and was the first to go over.

Song Qingge looked at it, and the corners of her mouth twitched. She took out the cake with a dishcloth, and said helplessly, "We are making the second pot, Dabao. This time, we are subtracting two firewood."

"Okay." Xiao Jinyi started to act without saying a word.

Fortunately, there is a lot of batter, and the second baking is carried out immediately after adjusting the temperature.

After the baking started over there, the four of them gathered around the cake that came out of the first pot...

(End of this chapter)

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