Song Fuling turned around and went to find her second uncle.

Guan Erbo asked for wood, and he wanted to use wooden piers to make one-layer and three-layer birthday cake models.

It's just that we buy a birthday cake on weekdays, it's not a round one, she has to have a round thing first.

In fact, the model should normally be used in a carton, when the time comes, her milk is convenient to transport out, not sinking, and it is more convenient for her to make a cake model, and it is not sticky to dip fake flowers on the carton.

But the slightly hard carton, her grandmother said that she had asked, and when she bought oil paper and colored paper for her in nursery rhyme town yesterday, she inquired about several of them, but they didn't sell them.

Last night, her father also said that although there are cardboard boxes here, they are basically out of reach of ordinary people. Because the kind of cardboard box like our shoebox is used to make official hats in this dynasty, there may be some other uses, and the popularity is not widespread, and some stores will not buy it at all.

Therefore, we have to settle for the next best thing.

Even if she has a lot of shoe boxes and cardboard boxes in her space, she doesn't dare to take them out and use them.

After all, it has been placed in a restaurant for a long time, in case someone is curious about the model, people pick it up and study it, and open it for her to see that it is made of a cardboard box, and the key is not good with a logo or something.

With anything in the space, Song Fuling adheres to the idea of being more careful.

Make an hourglass, that is really no way to replace it with transparent things, if you buy transparent glass, you have to sell it here is expensive, the key is not very transparent, there is really no way to use the mineral water bottle.

Anyway, it's just their gang that they know, and they don't take it very seriously, and they have seen it on the way to escape from the wilderness, and it's not strange, and it's just a few people who make cakes and close the door.

Say a thousand things and ten thousand, that is, they can only be replaced with bulky wood.

She begged the second uncle.

Song Fuxi asked, "What do you want?" ”

"First make the size so high, the size is so big," Song Fuling gestured and said, "and then the shape is round, like the round cabbage dun we cut vegetables, second uncle, I want to make a few of them, the size is not the same, how long do you have to do it." ”

Song Fuxi looked at his little niece and gritted his teeth: "I'll do it for you in a while." You go into detail about the size you want, and when you're done, go into the house and wait, it's cold outside. If you do a good job, you will be sent home. ”

Song Lingling was happy: "Thank you, second uncle." ”

Song Fuling went back to the house and called these children by the way.

"Sister Fat Girl, I haven't finished making a hair dryer yet."

If you haven't done it, you haven't finished it, it's too cold today, don't freeze it for you, and then do it tomorrow, if you can't let the families don't use it first, let's borrow it.

"Let's go, my sister will take you to fold paper."

A few little babies chirped and asked, then you don't make cakes?

It's a bit of a worry.

Song Fuling thought to herself, it's such a cow, I have pots, and the pots I have saved are just right to deal with the new cake chefs who appeared two days later.

It is estimated that after teaching those people hand-in-hand for a morning, they can survive even if they are slow. And those people are in a hurry to make money, and they are designated to do their best. What else is she doing is ancient, she won't be so tired when she catches up, and she also takes on big jobs.

The eldest sister took a group of little dolls and made a lively scene on the kang of Song Fusheng's house again.

Song Fuling didn't care about the newly vacated cake room, the heating fireplace and firewood in it, if she didn't worry about it, her father would be able to give her a lot. Look, the lunch break is designated to set up a pick-up for her.

"Come, look at my sister's hand, fold it in half like this, and then fold it in half......" Song Fuling taught the little children to fold paper.

The density of the ancient colored paper is not good, soft and rough, but it is good for making cake fake flowers, and after being stained layer by layer, it appears that there are many petals.

"Come, a few of you, just help my sister knead this cotton. Look at my hands, pull a little bit of cotton, then knead some little cotton balls, then knead some little tampons, belch, rub with your hands, awesome. ”

After teaching the children, Song Fuling went to the kang and let the children work, and she went to make batter.

Something that can replace glue.

Add water to the pot, put the white noodles in the water and stir to boil, cook almost to make the stickiness bigger, add some sugar to it, scoop it out and put it aside, and it will be glue after cooling.

Coincidentally, Song Fuxi brought the first ten-inch round wooden pier, which was thin and thick according to the size of the cake.

Song Fuling wrapped the log pier with a large white paper with a batter under the strangeness of a bunch of little babies, and the package was white.

She was about to use a white cotton strip to rub it into a twist pattern to dip it up, which is equivalent to the white cake flowers around the top of the white cake, when she found that Mi Shou sneaked his little finger into the pulp, dipped the batter and put it in his mouth.

"Mishou, what are you doing?"

"Hee-hee, sister, it's sweet." It's also strange and delicious.

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