"Qiuqiu, let's start whipping cream now, there is only one electric whisk, you watch me beat it first." Shao Yu finished speaking.

Here we go.

Shao Yu put a special large basin on top of the electronic scale.

Then zero.

Start pouring whipping cream into it.

Shao Yu didn't pour a lot, about 300 ml.

The cream was poured, and Shao Yu added some matcha powder and sugar to it, which were weighed in advance.

Shao Yu picked up the whisk and began to whip the whipped cream.

The electric whisk is very fast, but after a while, it becomes more visible to the naked eye.

Shao Yu pressed the stop whisk, "Qiuqiu, when this cream is sent to a particularly weak liquidity, it's okay." Shao Yu tilted the basin a little.

"Uh-huh!" , Qiu Ming saw the state of the cream inside, and basically didn't flow much, "Brother Yu, did you get too much of this cream?" ”

Qiu Ming looked at a lot of pots and was worried that he would not be able to use them up.

"You can get as little as a little cream, about a hundred milliliters."

"Okay."

Qiu Ming followed Shaoyu's steps to start the operation.

Qiu Ming's cream was very small, and it was sent quickly, and Qiu Ming stopped without waiting for Shao Yu to shout to stop.

"Brother Yu, do you think it's already good?" Qiu Ming handed the basin to Shao Yu to see.

"Almost, let's start assembling the mille-feuille cake."

Shao Yu took out the dough from the refrigerator.

Take out two molds from the cabinet next to it, hollow.

Hand one to Qiu Ming.

Qiu Ming took it in his hand, looking puzzled? "What is this for?"

"Cut the dough to make it look better." Shao Yu lifted the plastic wrap, and then pressed it down with a mold, and the leftovers of the dough were pressed down.

"I felt a hint of artificiality." Qiu Ming looked at Shao Yu pressing the dough and complained on the side.

"Qiuqiu, let's start whipping cream now, there is only one electric whisk, you watch me beat it first." Shao Yu finished speaking.

Here we go.

Shao Yu put a special large basin on top of the electronic scale.

Then zero.

Start pouring whipping cream into it.

Shao Yu didn't pour a lot, about 300 ml.

The cream was poured, and Shao Yu added some matcha powder and sugar to it, which were weighed in advance.

Shao Yu picked up the whisk and began to whip the whipped cream.

The electric whisk is very fast, but after a while, it becomes more visible to the naked eye.

Shao Yu pressed the stop whisk, "Qiuqiu, when this cream is sent to a particularly weak liquidity, it's okay." Shao Yu tilted the basin a little.

"Uh-huh!" , Qiu Ming saw the state of the cream inside, and basically didn't flow much, "Brother Yu, did you get too much of this cream?" ”

Qiu Ming looked at a lot of pots and was worried that he would not be able to use them up.

"You can get as little as a little cream, about a hundred milliliters."

"Okay."

Qiu Ming followed Shaoyu's steps to start the operation.

Qiu Ming's cream was very small, and it was sent quickly, and Qiu Ming stopped without waiting for Shao Yu to shout to stop.

"Brother Yu, do you think it's already good?" Qiu Ming handed the basin to Shao Yu to see.

"Almost, let's start assembling the mille-feuille cake."

Shao Yu took out the dough from the refrigerator.

Take out two molds from the cabinet next to it, hollow.

Hand one to Qiu Ming.

Qiu Ming took it in his hand, looking puzzled? "What is this for?"

"Cut the dough to make it look better." Shao Yu lifted the plastic wrap, and then pressed it down with a mold, and the leftovers of the dough were pressed down.

"I felt a hint of artificiality." Qiu Ming looked at Shao Yu pressing the dough and complained on the side.