Sang Wanzhou's eyebrows and eyes stretched, as if he was relieved.

Fortunately, there is a way, at least you don't even know what to do.

But he soon discovered that some things can be done right away without giving you the steps to do it.

After studying for a long time, he also stopped at the steps of kneading dough.

Sang Wanzhou looked at the sticky hands full of flour, and a question mark silently surfaced in his mind.

Why can't it be kneaded into a ball?

Too much water?

Then he silently went in some flour, but it was so dry that he had to add water little by little.

It was repeated several times before the kneading was finally successful.

Sang Wanzhou let out a long breath, sealed the iron basin with plastic wrap and set it aside to let it wake up for twenty minutes.

Taking advantage of this time, he poured all the red beans into an iron basin and washed them and soaked them, so that they would be easier to steam the next day.

If you want to catch the breakfast rush tomorrow, you have to wrap all the buns before going to bed today, and the workload is still a bit heavy.

Sang Wan Chau began processing peanuts again.

He washed the peanuts first, then put them in a pot and stir-fried them over high heat until they dried up, then turned to low heat and kept stir-frying, stir-frying until the skin of the peanuts was all burst open, and then put them in a basin to cool.

Xiao Fubao happened to have already finished taking a shower, washing his head, and blowing his hair, and walked out obediently.

"Washed?" Sang Wanzhou glanced at her and brought the peanuts to the table, "Come and help, when the peanuts are cold, peel off all those peanuts, and then pick out the peanuts."

"Good~"

Xiao Fubao climbed onto the chair next to the table and watched Sang Wanzhou do something else while quietly waiting for the peanuts to cool.

I saw Sang Wanzhou glance at the form, and it happened that there was rice and millet left in the kitchen.

He measured 50 grams of soybeans, 20 grams of rice, 20 grams of millet, and 10 grams of soybeans on a small scale.

Clean all these weighings and pour them into the soymilk machine, add another 1000ml of water and start grinding.

Waiting for the soymilk machine to stop, Sang Wanzhou found two clean cups from the kitchen, poured two cups of soy milk, and handed one of them to Xiao Fubao: "Try it and see if it tastes good."

Xiao Fubao took the cup, took a sip, and his eyes lit up instantly: "It's delicious!"

Smooth in the mouth, sweet but not greasy.

Sang Wanzhou also took a sip: "Well, it's okay."

"Brother, what are you going to do with this?" Xiao Fubao asked, pointing to the peanuts in the basin.

Sang picked up the form on the table that had just been torn off the wall and said, "Make peanut butter and wrap it in the dough to make buns."

"That's it."

Xiao Fubao was quiet for a few seconds, obediently rubbed the peanuts in his hands, suddenly raised his little head, and asked a fatal question, "But...... Brother, do you know how to make buns?"

Sang Wanzhou: "......" me...... No.

These fillings can be completed according to the method and proportion, but if you haven't started the buns, you definitely don't know if you will be able to.

The second floor fell into a deathly silence.

The awkward atmosphere is about to overflow the screen.

[Hahahaha! Our little baby's soul questioned Sang Wanzhou again. 】

[To be honest, I also wrapped a bun once, and the result was of course miserable, this kind of thing is really difficult to wrap without wrapping it several times. 】

[Same as above, my grandmother's buns are fast and beautiful, but not only does it take me two or three minutes to wrap one, but it looks extremely ugly, and as a result, all the buns I wrapped out were eaten by myself, because no one wants to eat the buns I made. 】