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.

Then he pressed it down, "and I started to make it myself." ”

The pressed dough is a perfect circle.

Shao Yu put the leftovers into the bowl that had previously filled the bad dough that Qiu Ming had fried.

Seeing this, Qiu Ming also put it in.

"Qiuqiu, here you go." Shao Yu handed Qiu Ming a beautiful cardboard again, "We'll put the dough on top of this later." ”

"Oh, good."

Qiu Ming continued to be an apprentice and watched Shao Yu's master-level operations.

Shao Yu smeared a little cream on top of the mat.

Then I put the dough on it.

Then a layer of crust, a layer of cream.

Know to run out of dough.

"That's what it did." Shao Yu pointed to his mille-feuille cake.

Qiu Ming looked at Shao Yu's operation with a confused face, and was very worried about himself, "I...... Forget it, I'll try. ”

Qiu Ming started to make it according to the method of Shao Yu in his memory.

Except for the cream that is not evenly spread, the rest is fine.

When I finally put on the last dough.

Qiu Ming was very happy.

"Yay! I actually succeeded! Qiu Ming rushed over and hugged Shao Yu.

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.

Then he pressed it down, "and I started to make it myself." ”

The pressed dough is a perfect circle.

Shao Yu put the leftovers into the bowl that had previously filled the bad dough that Qiu Ming had fried.

Seeing this, Qiu Ming also put it in.

"Qiuqiu, here you go." Shao Yu handed Qiu Ming a beautiful cardboard again, "We'll put the dough on top of this later." ”

"Oh, good."

Qiu Ming continued to be an apprentice and watched Shao Yu's master-level operations.

Shao Yu smeared a little cream on top of the mat.

Then I put the dough on it.

Then a layer of crust, a layer of cream.

Know to run out of dough.

"That's what it did." Shao Yu pointed to his mille-feuille cake.

Qiu Ming looked at Shao Yu's operation with a confused face, and was very worried about himself, "I...... Forget it, I'll try. ”

Qiu Ming started to make it according to the method of Shao Yu in his memory.

Except for the cream that is not evenly spread, the rest is fine.

When I finally put on the last dough.

Qiu Ming was very happy.

"Yay! I actually succeeded! Qiu Ming rushed over and hugged Shao Yu.