In a blink of an eye, it was Yu Jiansheng's birthday.

On this day, Feng Huanyan got up early in the morning to get busy, and he had secretly prepared the materials a few days ago, and he also asked his subordinates to keep them secret for him.

The next step is to start moving.

Feng Huanyan stood in front of the kitchen counter with his waist crossed, looking at the ingredients for making the cake in front of him, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then he had to do his own work.

The reason why I said this was because Feng Huanyan didn't plan to make a cake, if she only made a cake, she wouldn't need to bother so much.

Because Feng Huanyan wants to make a full twenty-eight cakes, Yu Jiansheng is twenty-eight years old this year, and she wants to make all the cakes that Yu Jiansheng did not accompany him for his birthday every year in the past.

Although there has been no practical practice in the past few days, Feng Huanyan has already read the process on the Internet, as long as he follows the process, he feels that there will be no big problem.

But the ideal is very plump, but the reality is very skinny.

Due to the lack of control over the ratio of flour and eggs and the heat, the baked cake is almost unsightly, let alone tastes good.

Feng Huanyan had a bitter face, feeling that his self-confidence had been hit, but it was impossible to give up so easily, and he planned to do it again.

Because the previous heat was not mastered well, Feng Huanyan specially reduced the baking time this time, but because the baking time was not enough, the cake had not fully expanded when it was baked.

So Feng Huanyan had to stuff the cake back and bake it for a while, but the time was accidentally too long, and the corners of the cake were a little burnt.

Feng Huanyan is a person who pursues perfection, but at this moment, he can't care about perfection, if he goes on at this pace, when Yu Jiansheng comes back, it is still a question of whether he can make five cakes.

So Feng Huanyan kept this cake that should have been classified as a defective product, at least it was much better than the previous one.

Feng Huanyan has been doing it all day, and seeing that it is already five o'clock in the afternoon, there are only seven cakes that Feng Huanyan can use, and there are still a bunch of messes on the kitchen table waiting to be cleaned up by himself.

Feng Huanyan originally wanted to make twenty-eight cakes, but he could only go so far.

took out the seven cakes together, and selected the most complete and eye-catching one to keep for Yu Jiansheng to make this year's birthday cake, and the rest were cut into different pieces, a total of twenty-seven small pieces, to make the birthday cake of the previous twenty-seven years.

Although the cut is a little unsightly, but wait for the outside to be smeared with cream, and when the cream is smeared, you can't see the inside at all.

The cream is not so troublesome, Feng Huanyan is ready-made, and he only needs to put a little bit of food coloring bought in advance, and then he starts to spread it on the cake Zhou.

"Why is it so hard......"

The cream is not easy to wipe evenly, how to wipe the potholes, and make the crime scene that she didn't clean up even worse.

In the end, Feng Huanyan even got started directly.

The subordinates on the side were already a little unbearable, and seeing that Feng Huanyan had been busy here for a day, they couldn't help but say, "Miss Feng, why don't I help you." ”

"No, no, you go over and rest yours, I'm going to get it done soon, you don't care about me. Feng Huanyan waved his hand at the maid and motioned for her to go down.

Of course, it makes the most sense for her to make the cake for Yu Jiansheng by herself, how can others handle it.

Twenty-seven small cakes and a small cake that is still pleasing to the eye were finally born perfectly, Feng Huanyan sent the cakes into the refrigerated area of the refrigerator and refrigerated them, just wait for Yu Jiansheng to come back and give him a su

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After making the cake, Feng Huanyan cleaned up the kitchen that she had made a mess again, and it took her nearly two hours just to clean up the kitchen, and she almost didn't get these cuts before Yu Jiansheng came back.

After returning from the company, Yu Jiansheng returned home, Feng Huan walked up to the man with a smile, took his hand and took him to the dining table and sat down.

"Huh?" Yu Jiansheng glanced at her with some confusion.

Feng Huan smiled, bowed his head and took a bite on Yu Jiansheng's face, and whispered in his ear, "I have prepared a surprise for you, you wait a minute." ”

Hearing this, Yu Jiansheng raised his narrow eyebrows with interest.

Feng Huanyan took out a strip of black cloth prepared in advance, gently blindfolded Feng Huanyan's eyes, and tied a small bow on the back of his head.

Youlan's breath swept past Yu Jiansheng's ears, "You just wait here, don't run around." ”

"Good. Yu Jiansheng smiled faintly, answered her, and waited with his hands on his chest to see what good things Feng Huanyan wanted to show him.

Feng Huanyan cautiously ran back and forth more than ten times before bringing all the twenty-eight to the table, and the largest cake was placed in front of Yu Jiansheng.

Feng Huanyan smiled in his ear, put his thin hand on the bow on the back of Yu Jiansheng's head to untie the cloth bag, raised his tone and pretended to be mysterious: "Get ready." ”

The black cloth strips on his eyes were scattered, and what caught Yu Jiansheng's ink eyes was a table of crooked melons and cracked dates cakes in front of him, each cake had its own different ugly methods.

"Where did you get such an ugly cake?" asked Yu Jiansheng.

Feng Huanyan's face immediately sank sullenly, he reached out and gently slapped Yu Jiansheng, and hummed with his broad shoulders, "What an ugly cake, this is all my hard work, a stinky man with no conscience." ”

"Oh, you can make cakes, I didn't know before. ”

Feng Huanyan threw Yu Jiansheng a roll of the eyes, but he didn't need to be so disobedient, and said directly: "I was still saying that my cake was ugly just now, and now I'm praising me for making cakes, hypocritical stinky man, hum!"

Yu Jiansheng stretched out her hand and pinched Feng Huanyan's cheek comfortingly, not wanting to directly hit her self-confidence, "It's really good, it's good to make a cake like this for the first time." ”

"yes, I think it's pretty good, too. ”

Most people have an inexplicable sense of confidence in their finished products, such as when I was a child, the school organized a painting competition, Feng Huanyan handed over a pair of ghost painting works, and felt that his abstract art would definitely win the award.

Of course, the end is that the primaries are kicked out.

It may be that only Feng Huanyan has this inexplicable sense of confidence in himself.

Yu Jiansheng smiled helplessly, staring at the big cake in front of him, raising his eyes slightly, and asked: "But how did you think of making cakes, I remember that you don't like desserts, and you still make so many when you make them." ”

Feng Huanyan put his hands on the man's shoulders, stared at him leisurely, and twisted out a shallow word "Chuan" between his eyebrows, "You don't remember what day it is, right?"