When Mi Gu saw that his golden vertical hair, beautiful wings, and beautiful nine-colored tail were made into this appearance by Baba, his mouth was deflated, and he was about to cry.

Seeing that the joke was too much, Gongliang hurriedly comforted: "Okay, okay, let's stop playing, Dad will make delicious cakes for you to eat." ”

"That's a lot to eat. Rice Valley bargained.

"Eat as much as you want. Gongliang said generously.

When Miya heard this, he smiled again.

Gongliang cleaned up the flour on her body, and the two of them started making mooncakes again.

After a while, the round guy who ran out poked his head out of the kitchen door again, and found that there was nothing inside, so this guy ran to wash his hands and pack mooncakes.

Gongliang would let go of this initiator, dipped some flour in his hands, grabbed its fat face and rubbed it left and right, making its dark circles turn white. Round is a submissive nature, anyway, he is usually bullied, endure it, and there will be delicious food in a while.

So, Yuan Rolling continued to make moon cakes, but this time there were no more moths.

In a moment, an iron plate moon cake is ready. Gongliang turned on the earthen oven, which had been burned with firewood, put the iron plate inside, closed the iron door, and sealed it with a hard iron thorn wooden board to prevent the heat from escaping.

Gongliang remembers that it seems to take about 20 to 30 minutes to bake things in the oven, and some ovens have two kinds of temperature control, but this soil oven is so meticulous, and I don't know how long it will take.

After thinking about it, I felt that the temperature of the firewood should be higher, so I set it for twenty minutes.

But there is nothing to look at the time here, Gongliang can only do it while roughly estimating.

"Baba, look at the cakes made by the puppet, they are not beautiful. Mi Gu took his newly made mooncake and waved it to Baba Xian.

"Beautiful, our home rice valley is awesome. Gongliang praised.

"Mmmmmmmmmm

This little guy is also small in mooncakes made by small people. But it is really with heart, each moon cake is very round, and the filling inside is also full. Gongliang himself wrapped it just right, and this little kid was trying to fill the stuffing into the skin until he couldn't fit it.

Yuan Rolling was also seriously pressing the freshly made moon cake with a thick panda palm next to it, it likes to make these things, but Gongliang dislikes it a little.

This guy's palms are full of hair, and as soon as he presses it, the entire moon cake is full of hair marks, and some of them still have a few black and white hairs stuck to them, and he doesn't know how to eat them for a while.

So Gongliang decided to keep all the mooncakes it wrapped and let it eat slowly.

After a while, it felt like it was almost twenty minutes, and Gongliang hurriedly ran to open the earthen oven, and a fragrance suddenly escaped from it. He hurriedly wrapped his hand in animal skin and took out the iron plate, but found that the moon cake inside was a little burnt, and the plate was still sticky underneath.

It seems that the time is still long, and the temperature of the firewood cannot be controlled, so it is estimated to be a bit high.

And I forgot to rub the egg yolk on it, otherwise it will look prettier.

The plates also forgot to grease them, otherwise they wouldn't stick to the bottom, and these are all lessons.

Gongliang summed up the experience, picked up an iron plate, rubbed it with animal oil, put the finished moon cake on it, took out a raw imperial crocodile egg, took out the egg yolk and stirred it into a pulp, smeared it on it, and put it into the earthen oven to bake. In order to prevent the oven temperature from being too high, he also took out a few sticks of firewood to cool down.

Although the surface of the mooncake in the iron plate is a little burnt, the aroma of the filling wafts out from it little by little.

Attracted by the fragrance, Mi Gu and Yuan Roll immediately ran over.

Mi Gu just sat on the edge of the iron plate and watched curiously, round but not polite at all, the person stood up, stretched out his paws and pulled the iron plate to grab the moon cakes inside.

"Whew..."

Round let out a loud cry and quickly retracted his claws.

The iron plate had just come out of the oven, and it was extremely hot, and its panda palm was clutched on it, and a red mark was burned out at once. If it hadn't been closed in time, it would have almost become a roasted panda palm.

However, it has rough skin and thick meat, and these are just small KS for it, and the most important thing is to eat. I saw that this fool blew a few breaths on his palm, and felt a little better, so he grabbed the moon cakes in the iron plate without fear of death. This time it learned a lesson, it was much smarter, and it knew that it couldn't grab the iron plate, so it grabbed the moon cakes on the plate directly.

The heat of the moon cake has not yet dissipated, but this fool is not afraid at all, so he grabbed it anxiously and took a bite.

"Whew..."

The round roam was immediately hot, but it also made it taste delicious.

Gongliang quietly watched from the side how this fool died, if something happened to this guy one day, it would definitely not be killed, but starvation.

Mi Gu sat on the edge of the iron plate, looking at the cakes inside, and wanted to eat them. But the cake was so hot that it was even hot, how dare she eat it, so she shouted to the cake: "Baba, even if you want to eat the cake." ”

Gongliang glanced at the gluttonous little guy, touched the moon cake on the iron plate, and felt that it was almost cold, so he took out one and blew it and gave it to her.

The little guy was holding the still hot round cake in both hands, feeling so happy, so happy that his eyes narrowed into a little moon bud.

As if he had a sense, the chicks that were originally flying in the sky also flew down, "chirping" and screaming to eat

That's a foodie. Gongliang glanced at it and took out a mooncake and gave it to it. Black Mammoth Dorjee also poked his head in from the outside, probably smelling the fragrance. Gongliang also gave it a dozen freshly baked mooncakes, but this little thing was not enough to stuff it between his teeth.

Gongliang himself picked up one and ate it, it was a spiritual fruit filling.

After the filling of the spirit fruit is baked, the sweetness of the spirit fruit is all volatilized, and there is a slight sour flesh, which tastes sweet and sour, sour and sweet, very refreshing, delicious and delicious.

After eating a pulp mooncake, Gongliang felt good, so he wanted to change to a meat-filled mooncake to try.

"Dorjee, you get out of the way a little and let me in. ”

Suddenly, Arjuna's voice came from outside, and then I saw her squeeze in from Dorjee's big face.

"Arjuna, why are you here? Gongliang said.

Since they didn't teach boxing, the people of the tribe went back to practice on their own, and rarely came, but they didn't expect Arjuna to come today.

"Yesterday I heard you say what kind of mooncakes you were going to make, so I came over to take a look. I could smell the fragrance from afar, whether the mooncake was ready. Arjuna was not polite at all, and when she glanced at the kitchen, she saw the round mooncakes placed on the iron plate.

When Migu saw Arjuna, she flew over with a mooncake and chattered.

It's a pity that Arjuna couldn't understand her words at all, so Gongliang had to translate for her: "She said that the mooncakes I made are very delicious, let you taste them too." ”

"Uh-huh," Migu nodded again and again when she heard Baba's words, and that's what she said.

"Really?"

Arjuna suspiciously took the blackened mooncake in Mi Gu's hand, took a bite, and was immediately conquered by the soft and delicious filling taste inside.

"It was so delicious. Arjuna sighed, ate the palm-sized mooncakes in three or two mouths, and looked at the iron plate where the mooncakes were placed.

"Then you can take some with you later. Gongliang took her bread for a few more months.

"Hmm," Arjuna nodded unkindly.

Gongliang chatted with her for a few words, and then turned around to make mooncakes. After Arjuna finished eating the mooncakes, she watched from the side for a while and then volunteered to help. After a while, her sisters Jiya, Ulan and others came to find them, and after tasting the delicious mooncakes, they nailed them to the kitchen and didn't leave. Like Arjuna, gathered around the kitchen, noisily helping to wrap mooncakes.

In the end, Gongliang was directly driven by the girls to bake moon cakes next to him.

After making the mooncakes, the girls returned home with a pack of mooncakes.

The public conscience was very helpless, he originally wanted to make more moon cakes and store them as dry food. Now it seems that he is still too naïve.

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At night, a bright moon appeared over the trees.

Gongliang took the table and chairs and put them on the top floor, and the moon cakes full of various fillings were placed on the table, and he also took out the high-grade Wanguo wine that he had been reluctant to drink, and the fire spirit syrup sent by the fire lady.

He poured some fire spirit syrup for the rice grains, round rolls, and chickens, and poured himself a full glass of Wanguo wine. The aroma of the fruit wine is very strong, very mellow, and when you smell it, you will almost get drunk.

The moon above the woods was so bright that there was no starlight in the sky that dared to compete with the bright moon.

Gongliang had never seen such a white moon, white without any blemishes, unlike in his previous life, there was still a shadow lingering in it. He had never seen such a large and large bright moon, hanging high in the air, as if it was within reach.