After Lin Qianqian saw that the two of them were silent, the atmosphere was a little awkward and more and more weird, and he hurriedly started a haha lubrication atmosphere:

"Huh... Haha, he is worthy of being the most capable apprentice of the teacher! He can even perform across levels! I believe that soon this quasi-master level will become the grandmaster level!"

Saying this, Huangfu Song became even more silent, and his face was faintly more stinky.

"The master praised. Chu Ming's eyebrows were slightly raised almost invisibly, the corners of his lips were smiling, and he looked like an extraordinary and elegant jade boy, although he changed his face, he was still charming and sultry.

Lin Qianqian: ...... I'll just praise you, don't float young man with facial paralysis.

In less than ten days, it was exhausted in a few people who deliberately set aside to chat and compete in chess games.

In the early morning of this day, the Xianmen Sect put up lights, all of them were beaming with joy, the female disciples pinned a joyful little red parson in front of their chests, and the male disciples had a separate sect emblem.

As if participating in a good event for himself or his immediate family, everyone grinned when he saw him.

The auspicious time is coming.,And above the lobby,The hero and the hero's dearest daughter haven't appeared yet.。

Several heads who took the time to come over: Zhao Zhengtang, the head of the Xuantian Sect, Jin Yu, the head of the Wuji Sect, Jiang Ainian, the head of the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect, the heads of the Baiyun Sect, the Black Wind Sect and the Luoxia Sect.

In addition to Deng Jia, the head of the Longquan Sect, Yu Hang, the head of the Lingyin Sect, and Wan Shitong, the head of the Agni Sect, were far away in the south to investigate, and they all came over with generous gifts to celebrate their birthdays.

In addition, there are also small and medium-sized sect characters who came to brush their faces, and they also brought birthday gifts prepared by themselves.

Zhang Tiancheng and others, who were sleek, were greeted by the door with a smile after strict inspection, and the arrangements were proper and intimate without losing enthusiasm, and the façade and favor of the major sects were fully revealed.

At this time, Lin Qianqian couldn't care about the lobby, walking around sweating profusely, watching the lump of things finally squat down, scratching his head frantically, a little lifeless.

"Master, the auspicious time is coming, you ......" As soon as Chu Ming entered the door, he saw Lin Qianqian, who was squatting on the ground and sparing no effort to grasp his head, his eyes were a little out of focus.

frowned, and stepped forward in a few steps:

"Master, you-"

His eyes glanced at the unformed 'cake' on the desk, and his tone was sluggish, almost clear.

"Apprentice... I'm wasted, and I've been fed by you...... A little cake, I made it like this. ”

Lin Qianqian's tone was gloomy.

Chu Ming looked at the black paste on the desk like two overlapping futons in the temple, and he didn't know where to start with the words of comfort.

Lin Qian, who was slowly focusing, glanced at his complicated expression when he wanted to speak, and his mood became even more depressed.

Obviously, she just hasn't cooked for more than 50 years...... Why is the craftsmanship so bad?

Open your white and tender palms, it's not scientific!

In order to save the bitter horn that she and Chu Ming had finally refined, she also thought about making it once on her birthday.

A book I read in college said that the results of a study on bitter tea showed that the bitter components of bitter tea mainly contain 3 purine alkaloids and 7 tea polyphenols.

Specific name...... She had forgotten about it, refined it, and then gave it a name herself, and called it Kuling Jiao for the time being.

She swore yesterday that she would be able to make the cake before noon today, and Chu Ming was not allowed to come in to help her.

This is the second time to celebrate Huangfu Song's birthday, and she must finish it herself.

Because next time, I don't know what year or month it will be for my father's birthday. Moreover, the cake made this time is still a 'mandarin duck' cake, half of which is added to Daddy's favorite bitter tea ingredient, that is, bitter cake.

The other half is a plain sweet cake, and it is divided into three small pieces, which are fruit cream, chocolate bar, and cute and naughty Doraemon pattern.

The raw materials of sweet cakes mainly include eggs, sugar, flour, fruits and a small amount of oil, and the caramelized butter refined by the apprentices used for oil.

She's already made the cream, but she's been fumbling around for almost a morning, and she's already made four or five of them!

She still made cream in the 21st century, the ingredients are simple, only need eggs, milk, cooking oil and sugar, just need a little patience.

The egg whites separated from the eggs were used in a whisk, oh, this was made by her spiritual power, and beat them in the same direction until there was a lot of foam.

Then add a small amount of milk, a small amount of oil, a small amount of sugar, and beat constantly. When it looks viscous, add a small amount of milk, oil, and sugar.

When the milk, oil, and sugar are all beaten, use a whisk to pick up the cream so that it doesn't drip and you're done. The process of whipping the cream is not complicated, it took her almost half an hour to get it done, mainly because the whisk here is too powerful!

But then, she was driven crazy by them!

I don't know what's not suitable, Daddy's bitter tea cake has been made and wasted!

She also deliberately chose low-gluten flour for making cakes, because the flour should be finer, so that the gluten is soft, but not too soft, and there will be enough gluten to bear the swelling force during baking, which can play a skeleton role in the formation of the cake's unique tissue.

Then, the cake will be fluffy and silky, soft and delicious.

According to her plan, she wanted to use a transparent spiritual barrier to separate the cake into two sides, but as the bitter cake continued to fail, she gradually concentrated on pondering that side.

Then, I thought about not wasting the bitter horn that I had worked so hard to refine, and tried to make a small one first.

So, it became what Chu Ming saw.

Failure, failure!

Seeing that the auspicious time was coming, Lin Qianqian became more and more anxious, and the more anxious he was, the more wrong he became.

I kind of want to give up and make a simple cake directly, but I think that the next time I celebrate my father's birthday, it will be one or two hundred years or even ...... She went straight back over there.

After staying here for so many years, for Huangfu Song, she really regarded him as another father, thinking that maybe soon, she would have to separate from them, a trace of tears flashed in her eyes, and then, she turned to a touch of firmness.

No, there is still more than half an hour, you can't just give up, Daddy is worth it, she has to try to do it again!

Whether it succeeds or not, look at this time!

"Apprentice, you go to the side, the teacher has to redo it again, this is not successful, the teacher will not eat tonight!"

Hearing her poisonous oath, Chu Ming was silent for a long time, retreated a little, held the discarded black paste in his hand, twisted some of his left hand, and put it in his mouth without changing his face.

After a while, he licked the black paste on his lips, lowered his head and laughed a little, he seemed to know what was going on, and the master was really confused and a little cute.

"Master, time is running out, do you want to leave it to the apprentice?" He has made a lot of cakes from the master's whimsy, but it is not easy to preserve, and it is not always available like other peach cakes.

However, although strictly speaking, Lin Qianqian is his master of making cakes, in fact, he is already very blue and better than blue, but Lin Qianqian does not want to admit it, of course he will not say it so ignorant of the situation.

"You go away, you don't need you, you can rest assured that the teacher can do it. Lin Qianqian puffed out his little face with a serious face, added materials in an orderly manner, and then stirred the things in his hand over and over again, and said words in his mouth from time to time.

Keep an eye on how they change.

With a gentle and conniving smile on the corner of his mouth, Chu Ming put down the failed cake, leaned against a clean place not far away, left her plenty of room to perform, and watched silently.

It wasn't until the critical point that he reminded her, stepped forward and approached her back, and his tone was not slow or slow:

"Master, this step should be ...... like this"