Lan Bin went back to the study, recalling the appearance of the hand-cranked stirrer and egg beater, and drew a scoop on the gourd. When the craftsman came, he handed over the drawings to the craftsman, explained a few words, and then asked the craftsman to go down and prepare quickly.

The next day, Lan Bin asked Thursday to go to the palace gate, and after finding someone to bring a letter to Mr. Dahontang to ask for leave, he went to the kitchen, washed his hands, and asked the servants to take out the fresh eggs and other things prepared by Lan Wu yesterday, as well as the hand-cranked blender and wooden whisk made by the craftsman overnight.

Then in the kitchen, busy work, trial production of birthday cakes.

That's right, pre-production.

Don't look at him in front of Zhu Xiongying, he opened his mouth and taught Zhu Xiongying to make a birthday cake, but in fact, after coming to Lanfu, he never made a birthday cake himself.

But before coming to Lanfu, in order to chase girls and create romance, he made a birthday cake with his own hands.

It's just that ancient and modern times are different, and although modern ingredients are full of various technologies, they are diverse in substances, and they have what they want. It's all ready-made.

In ancient times, everything was scarce, and it all needed to be made.

And I don't know if I can make it yet, so Lan Bin plans to try it out a few times today to find the feel and be familiar with the process. ap.

so as not to lose face in front of Zhu Xiongying.

"Young master, these foul words in the kitchen, you just leave it to your subordinates. Why are you still getting started with it yourself?"

Lan Wu, who was busy with the glass and soap business, heard that Lan Bin had gone to the kitchen, and rushed to the kitchen when he heard the news, and sure enough, he saw Lan Bin tossing in the kitchen, but the kitchen lady and others in the kitchen were driven outside, and hurriedly stepped forward.

Lan Bin, who was busy, glanced at Lan Wu: "Are you done?"

"Not yet!" Lan Wuyi was stunned, shook his head and said.

Lan Bin said again, "Then what are you still doing here? Don't hurry up and get busy!"

"Okay, young master!"

Lan Wu nodded, just turned around and walked two steps, and reacted, I seem to be here to dissuade the young master, don't surrender your identity, especially don't make trouble for the kitchen chef and the cook!

Why did you persuade yourself in two or three sentences?

Thinking about it, he turned around and came to Lan Bin again, and said with a complaint: "Young master, the gentleman is far away from cooking, you are the son of the dignified Yongchang Hou, how can the future Yongchang Hou do such foul words in the kitchen?"

"What gentleman cooks? Are you a reader?" Lan Bin said with a glare.

Lao Tie, it's heart-piercing!

Lan Wu was choked for a moment and continued, "Young Master, although I don't read much, I..."

"If you don't know you read much, read more."

Lan Bin glanced at Lan Wu, stopped what he was doing, and said, "Don't learn from those rotten Confucians, the gentleman is far away from cooking, obviously saying that the gentleman is to the beast, and when he sees his life, he can't bear to see his death. When you hear its voice, you can't bear to eat its flesh."

"When you go to the mouth of those rotten people, you will become a gentleman and stay away from the kitchen."

"Oh, it turns out that the gentleman is far away from cooking, that's how he explained it." Lan Wu patted his ass and said, "Young Master, you're talented!"

Lan Bin waved his hand and said, "Don't be a sycophant, hurry up and go about your business, don't delay my business!"

"Young master, although what you said is reasonable, but you are the son of the marquis, have you seen the young master of the prince's mansion who went to the kitchen in person?"

Lan Wu persuaded, "Young Master, what do you want to do, just ask your subordinates to do it. Why do you have to do it yourself and spread it out to make people laugh."

"Lan Wu, if you don't shut up, I'll have someone sew your mouth shut!" Lan Bin tugged at the corners of his mouth and pretended to be vicious.

Lan Wu almost subconsciously closed his mouth, but he reacted immediately, crying and laughing, "Young Master..."

"Get out, get out! Don't bother me!"

Lan Bin drove Lan Wu out of the kitchen, closed the door casually, and bolted the door from the inside, before continuing to be busy, trying to make a birthday cake.

Lan Wu was outside the door, patted the door, and called Lan Bin a few times, but Lan Bin did not reply. In desperation, he turned his head to look out of the kitchen, and the cook, the cook, who was driven out by Lan Bin, ordered, "You go and find the young lady!" At this time, only the young lady can persuade the young master

That's it!"

"Butler, if the young master wants to get it, you just let him get it!" Why stop it!" The cook said.

Lan Wu glared: "Confused, the young master is the son of the marquis, the body of a daughter. How can you do things in the kitchen? I waited for someone to see it, and instead of stopping it, I connived at it, how can I be worthy of the Hou Ye."

The cook was speechless, and suddenly her heart was clear, no wonder you are a housekeeper, and I am just a little cook.

Lan Wu saw that the others didn't move, and said, "Don't go yet!"

"Yes, butler!" A man in the kitchen hurriedly said a word and turned to leave.

In the backyard, Lan Ling'er, who followed Lan Hu to learn embroidery, took cheerful small steps and came to the outside of the kitchen, looked at the closed kitchen, and then looked at Lan Wu and the others.

He asked, "Why are you all outside, my brother?"

"Miss, hurry up and persuade the young master! The young master locked himself in the kitchen, and he didn't know what he was busy with. And the young master has never been to the kitchen, so what if something happens?" Lan Wu said busily.

Lan Ling'er was also a little anxious, and came to the kitchen door, patting on the door while saying, "Brother, what are you doing in the kitchen? Open the kitchen door."

"Sister, you're here, waiting outside. I'm trying a pastry, and I'll give it to you when it's ready!" In the kitchen, Lan Bin's voice sounded.

My brother is making pastries? What are you kidding, my brother hasn't even been to the kitchen before, what kind of pastries do you make?

Lan Ling'er was stunned, and said, "Brother, don't be joking! You haven't even touched a kitchen knife, what kind of pastry do you make?"

"You don't care about that, you just wait outside!" Lan Bin replied, and he was silent.

Lan Ling'er knocked on the door again, and seeing that Lan Bin didn't pay attention to herself, she stopped knocking on the door and waited quietly outside.

"Miss, you're persuading!" Lan Wu saw that Lan Ling'er had stopped and urged.

Lan Ling'er glanced at Lan Wu, pouted, and said unhappily, "My brother ignores me, how can you persuade me?"

Lan Wu saw that he had no choice, sighed, called his subordinates, and after explaining what he was doing, he also waited outside the kitchen with Lan Ling'er.

This wait, wait until two o'clock in the afternoon, and the kitchen lady and others are waiting for lunch.

The kitchen door opened, Lan Bin walked out of the kitchen with a plate of cakes the size of a baby's fist, and looked at Lan Ling'er, who was waiting impatiently: "Sister, come and taste the cake I made!"

"Brother, are you getting into the stove? Why is it so dark on the face and body?" Lan Ling'er glanced at Lan Bin, but she couldn't hold back and laughed.

The surrounding Lan Wu, the cook and others were all stolen, but because of Lan Bin's identity, they didn't dare to laugh out loud like Lan Ling'er.