"Do you still know the old noodles?" Hearing Huamian's question, Jia Lao took out a small porcelain jar from behind a row of shelves, patted the mud lid sealed outside the altar, and took out a small piece of dough to hand it to Huamian.

"What do you want to do?" , Jia Lao was a little curious, strawberries are rare fruits in this country, almost exclusively for the royal fruit, and it is impossible for ordinary folk chefs to see them, let alone use them as raw materials to make dishes.

"I don't know if I can make it, after all, the ingredients are different, and it's my first time making strawberry cake."

"Strawberry pie? You say strawberry cake", after hearing Hua Mian's words, Jia Lao gently "hummed" from his nose, it seems that he still thinks too much, he thought that this girl can make something different from other chefs, but in the end she is just making cakes, so it seems that she only wants to use that to make stuffing when she cooks strawberries, although it is not clear what to do with milk, but there is not much suspense.

The interest that was brought up fell again, and Jia Lao returned to the side of the recliner, "Don't wake me up until you're done."

Without Jia Lao's stare like an overseer, Huamian was also a lot more relaxed, and after finishing the noodles, he went to see that the strawberry jam on Xiao Jin's side had been cooked, and he took it out and put it aside for later use, Xiao Yin's cream also began to take shape, Xiao Jin changed Xiao Yin's work and continued to stir.

Hua Mian took out an iron pot shaped like a frying pan from the shelf, and the reason why she decided to make muffins was because she saw this pot.

In the current situation, it is basically delusional to want to make cakes in this world, although the ingredients are basically complete, but there is a lack of important cooking tools, since you can't make strawberry cakes, try to make an improved version of the strawberry muffins with whipped cream is also a way.

Sure enough, the effect of this pot is just as Hua Mian thought, the heating speed is fast and even, the dough slowly expands in the pot, exuding the unique burnt aroma of wheat, thinking that the child who is in the palace at this time will say goodbye to pasta in his life from now on, and it is really a pity that he will miss a lot of food, but because of this, what he is doing is more meaningful.

The thick muffins have a softness close to bread, and when Xiaoyin came over with a pot of whipped cream, he caught the muffins out of the pot and was called over by Hua Mian to taste the taste.

The muffins mixed with honey have a refreshing sweet aroma, so cut the pancakes horizontally from the middle, spread strawberry jam, and then pile a thick layer of cream on the surface, and put a few fresh strawberries on top of it, and you're done! Strawberry jam muffins with whipped cream.

If it were in the original world, the strawberries of this season would have stopped bearing fruit due to climate changes, but if you can get such good fruits here, it is a different world after all.

"It's done!" Holding a porcelain dish with whipped cream on the bottom layer and two strawberry jam muffins on top, Hua Mian walked to the recliner and looked at Jia Lao, who was dozing off in the recliner, and didn't know how to wake up an old man in his sleep for a while.

Xiaoyin looked at the porcelain bowl next to the desk that was holding strawberry jam and was emitting a sweet smell, and brought it over and shook it in front of Jia Lao's nose, Jia Lao, who was lying on the recliner, twitched his nose a few times, turned his head in the direction of the bowl, and his eyeballs began to turn under the tight eyelids, and he suddenly opened his eyes and saw the three people in front of him...

"Are you trying to scare the old man to death?" , Jia Lao sat up and said, "Done?" I'll see, cream? ”