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Wu Cuihua felt more and more that it was effortless to talk to smart people, and at three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the sky outside began to darken, and she was ready to go home for a day.

"Auntie still has children at home, so we won't stay longer, and when Brother Wang and they go to get eggs in the evening, I'll ask Brother Wang to bring you something delicious."

Once the notice to return to the city after the year is issued, they, the educated youth, will leave, and the procedures must be handled by the production team.

At this time, it is absolutely wise to have a good relationship with Wu Cuihua, as long as you can go back to the city smoothly, a few soft cakes are nothing.

Wu Cuihua's heart was warmed by what she said, but thinking of the soft cake with eggs, she was curious and a little greedy in her mouth, so she didn't say anything to refuse and went back first.

As soon as she left, Ye Qingqing immediately began to transfer the regiments commanded by several male intellectuals.

The whites of the ten eggs were all knocked into the basin, and three egg whites were violently pumped with chopsticks.

It's all the strength of the hands to work in the field, and it is not difficult for them to smoke egg whites, even if they toss for a while, their arms start to be sore, but they still toss without complaint in order to eat a few people.

Instead, Xu Bomin looked at the egg whites that were slowly being beaten in their basins, and a flash of inquiry flashed in his eyes.

Others may not know, but he knows all too well the purpose of this frothy egg white.

He has an aunt who went to study abroad in his early years, and he learned a lot of Western dim sum from others when he was abroad.

This is obviously a way to make Western cakes, and few people in Kyoto know about it, how did Ye Qingqing know?

And by looking at her tone and look, you can see that she is very familiar with these practices.

Fading away from the careful thinking that Ye Qingqing felt extremely pleasing to the eye no matter how he looked at it, Xu Bomin felt that Ye Qingqing was extremely strange at this moment.

Even if he has been in a youth spot for a few years, is he really familiar with her?

Xu Bomin only felt that he couldn't find the slightest answer, but he couldn't find any excuse for not liking her when he touched his heart.

"Hey, Brother Xu? Don't be in a daze, the egg whites are all ready, just wait for your batter, Brother Zhou has ordered the pot, and we can steam a pot of soft cakes immediately. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading. ”

The fair-skinned slender fingers shook in front of his eyes, and Ye Qingqing looked at Xu Bomin a little strangely, as if he couldn't guess what was wrong with this person.

When Xu Bomin came back to his senses, he felt Wang Wenjiu's smiling gaze again.

He lowered his head and concentrated on stirring the batter, Ye Qingqing walked back and forth around several people, and she had to correct anyone who had a problem as soon as possible.

When the first pot of soft cakes steamed into the pot, everyone in the winter was sweating.

"Qingqing, is it really delicious to do this?"

Zhang Zhengang stared at the cauldron, and his heart palpitated, if it was not delicious...... That's so sorry for his trembling arm.

Ye Qingqing snorted, and the two brothers patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, we put so many eggs, even if the shape is not good, the taste will definitely not be bad." ”

Not only the eggs, but also the water of the noodles are boiled out of sugar, and the eggs are both sugar, so how can it not be delicious.

Zhang Zhengang couldn't help but feel pain when he thought of the eggs that were punched in, ten eggs, how could he not know that Ye Qingqing was such a loser.

"Qingqing, what should we do with the remaining egg yolk?"

"Of course, it's used to make pancakes, wait for the soft cake to be steamed, I'll get some egg noodles and a little egg cake out, now it's cold and I'm not afraid to put it, this New Year will definitely let you eat well every day."

Ye Qingqing's impression of egg cakes still has the taste of her mother, her family was not very wealthy when she was a child.

At that time, in order to make food for her, her mother often kneaded eggs into the dough, then put honey or brown sugar, and baked them into egg cakes for her to eat.

Many years have passed in a blink of an eye, and she has not had time to fulfill her filial piety before she has grown up and entered the book, I don't know how she will live in that world.

She sincerely hoped that nothing would happen to her, that there would be no problems, even if the soul of this body would travel through the past.

Just let her mom and dad not be sad.

Thinking of them, the smile on Ye Qingqing's face faded, and there was a thick longing in his eyes.

Her mood changed too obviously, and it was obvious that this longing enveloped everyone like a tidal wave.

Xu Bomin didn't know that his brows were furrowed for the first time, why did he feel it in Ye Qingqing's emotions...... Saddened?

Mixed with the sadness of longing, she ...... Who are you thinking about?

The more he couldn't guess and couldn't see through, the more he wanted to find an answer, and he didn't know that all his likes were curiosity because of that touch of goodwill.

When that curiosity is satisfied, it's also the time when they fall deeper and deeper.

Retracting the unspeakable emotion, Ye Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled at several people.

"Look at the time, fifteen minutes is enough, don't steam it too long."

This is the first time she has made this soft cake, and she is actually not half sure.

Wang Wenjiu looked at Xu Bomin, whose lips were pursed, and shook his head with a sigh.

Although he has a softer temperament, he is very keen to see people and things, and he is actually very clear about what they are thinking before Ye Qingqing before Xu Bomin.

Xu Bomin was thinking about Ye Qingqing, but Ye Qingqing herself didn't say that she didn't know, she was afraid that if she knew, she would only treat it as if she didn't know.

They all knew that Ye Qingqing had been looking forward to returning to the city, and there was no Xu Bomin in her future planning.

Fifteen minutes passed in the blink of an eye, Ye Qingqing watched them uncover the lid of the pot, and the soft cake that swept inside at a glance was relieved.

It's done, and it didn't collapse in the middle!

It seems that it is right to let them smoke egg whites, these guys have strong arms, and they are no worse than electric whisks.

She brought the soft cake out of the pot, and then asked Zhang Zhengang to put a stool at the door of the room, and directly put the soft cake on it to cool down.

"Qingqing, this soft cake tastes so fragrant."

This time, it was finally not Zhang Zhengang who couldn't help but open his mouth, but Wang Wenshun.

He stared at the snow-white soft cake, and waited for Ye Qingqing to give an order, and then they rushed up to eat.

Ye Qingqing's fingers lightly tapped on the soft cake, and it was not as hot as before in just a while.

Grab a kitchen knife and cut the cake into small pieces.

"Come, you all taste it together, it looks good, but I don't know how it tastes."

Wang Wenshun and the others couldn't wait for a long time, and they all swarmed around, and one of them picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

The sweet and soft taste directly conquered the taste buds of several people, and this was definitely the best dim sum they had ever tasted.

"Qingqing, your craftsmanship is no worse than that of the master of the dim sum shop in the town."

Zhang Zhengang swallowed ginseng fruit like Zhu Bajie, a piece of soft cake swallowed into his stomach in a few bites, and then he could only look at the remaining soft cake with his eyes and didn't dare to do it.

Of course, Ye Qingqing would not let him continue to eat, these were all prepared to be eaten in the days of the New Year.

"The recipe for this soft cake is quite simple, you can all see how I got it, as long as you are willing to put things in at that time, you can also make it for your family when you go back."

Every time Ye Qingqing said this, they felt that they might really want to go back to the city, but there was no sign of it.

Xu Bomin was still tasting it slowly, but when he heard Ye Qingqing say this, he suddenly felt that no matter how delicious the soft cake was, it lost its taste.

If they really should go back, what will he do with this little bit of thought?

If he misses it like that, will he regret it later?

There has never been a time like this in his heart that has filled his heart with confusion and uneasiness.

Find a bag to pack the soft cakes, their yard is relatively small, there is not even a vegetable patch, and the diagonal corner is the old Zhang's house, what if the things are put outside the window and they jump over the wall in the middle of the night.

Several people tacitly put the soft cake into the bag and hung it on the door with a rope, there are always people who open the door when they enter and exit, and the door is not very strict, there is always a cold wind blowing in, and it will not be bad if it is placed here.

"I'll make you a nice meal in the evening, and let you eat more today."

Seeing that several people looked like they hadn't eaten enough, Ye Qingqing smiled, and the egg cake that he originally wanted to keep for the New Year was going to be eaten directly tonight.

It's a pity, it seems a little too late to make noodles now, but the egg yolk can still be tried to be beaten, she pushed the egg in front of a few people, and Wang Wenjiu and they suddenly changed their faces.