Chapter 39: You're Daddy's Little Sweet Cake 38
Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and they look at each other.
Isn't this a pastry competition? Miss Mu, what do you do with pork, salted duck eggs and wild grass?
Could it be that Miss Mu really doesn't know anything about cooking?!
And Mu Yan, she was neither panicked nor anxious in the stunned sight of everyone, and after boiling the pork slices over high heat, she picked up the box of weeds she brought.
"This ...... It's pork, salted duck eggs, and weeds, what does Miss Mu want to do? ”
"Miss Mu, this is not a material for making pastries!"
"Oh, I'm really anxious."
"Miss Mu, don't panic! You can just think of a recipe and do it according to the recipe! ”
Some people are worried about Mu Yan, and naturally some people are gloating.
For Mu Yan's "selfless contribution", they have long been blind, as if compared with Mu Yan, they are all rich and unkind scum.
"According to my grandfather, this Mu girl is a person who doesn't know how to cook, and the recipes she took out must not be her own."
"Hmph, take other people's ancestral secret recipes out in exchange for silver taels, and then use other people's silver taels to gain a good reputation for yourself, this wishful thinking is really loud."
"I'll just say how can there be such a selfless person in this world, and sure enough, he is a fame and reputation fisherman."
"Now it seems that this is nothing more than a deliberate conspiracy, and God knows what the follow-up will be? But this time there is more Miss Yao, if it weren't for her, how could we see through the nature of the surname Mu so quickly? ”
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Everyone is addicted, Yao Suwen has begun to make peace, she is skillful, relaxed, smooth and soft, blooming under her hands one by one.
Then she picked up the red dates and picked them up, steamed them, and crushed them into mushrooms, then assisted in flour fermentation, and added flower juice to dye them to get pieces of brightly colored "petals", and then overlapped them with white dough, and dotted the chopped almonds and walnuts in the center, cut them into six petals with scissors, and delicately kneaded them into petal shapes.
The show-off skills were in stark contrast to the bleak Mu Yan on the other side.
After all, Mu Yan was still cooking weeds and pork slices at this time!
In the midst of the smoke and fire, Mu Yan took out the slices of pork that had been boiled dry, spread it cool, drained the water, wrapped it in a clean white cloth, and repeatedly crushed it through a rolling pin.
"Hahahaha, what the hell is this doing?"
The laughter came and went, and the spectators who were waiting for Mu Yan to lose face were finally satisfied.
"It's ridiculous to be grandstanding!"
"This son sees, this matter has come to light. This surnamed Mu doesn't know how to cook at all, and what kind of transformation recipe is pure funny, she and her master are shamelessly stealing other people's recipes for profit. ”
"That's right!"
Suddenly, someone exclaimed.
"Wow! Look! This carving is amazing! ”
Everyone immediately looked back, only to see a vigorous and ancient plum tree born from Yao Suwen's hands, and on the trunk, petal-shaped pastries came to life.
"God, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that this tree was made of pastry."
"It's so beautiful! Miss Yao really deserves to be the descendant of Master Tian! ”
"Alas, you get out of the way, I can't see it!"
"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze it! ”
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People almost rushed up, surrounding Yao Suwen's side, and let out bursts of exclamations one after another......