Group pet daughter: The rough man tricked me into giving birth again

Chapter 31 Making Pastries

After going out for a walk, Ma Lan probably knows what the prices of the food are now.

There are many people who make pancakes, and it is difficult to break out of the siege, but there are very few people who make pastries.

Moreover, the pastries are expensive, and ordinary people cannot afford them.

What she wants to do is to make it cheaper and better that ordinary people can afford.

After finding the correct location, I drew a structural diagram of the oven as soon as I went back.

This is something from her era, and the things baked with charcoal fire are rare and wasteful.

With this consideration, it is different, not only saving, but also baking several things at one time.

The baffle in the middle is removable for easy cleaning and can also be used to toast large items.

Just like sweet potatoes and the like, one thing is one grid, which is convenient and quick.

After drawing the drawings, I went to Wang Zhihuan immediately.

She knocked on the door, and when she heard the inside say to come in, she opened the door and went in.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the scene of him taking a bath.

The hardcover arms are placed on the bathtub, and the veil just blocks the face.

"Stinking rogue!"

Wang Zhi was still taking a bath, and the water was not hot so the servants fetched it.

After going out for a while, I thought it was the servant who came back.

Without opening his eyes, he said: "Add it."

Before he finished speaking, he heard someone scolding him and tore off the veil, only to see a glaring face.

Very surprised, "Why are you here?"

"you……"

There was another knock on the door: "My lord, the hot water is here."

Malan's face was flushed red, and before he could speak, he was dragged into the tub.

"What are you doing?"

"do not move."

Pressing Malan into the basin, he exhaled, "Come in."

Malan was suffocating in the water, trying to take a breath but was held down tightly by him.

The servant came in with a wooden bucket and was about to add water to him.

"No need, put it somewhere."

Wang Zhi was not in a hurry, and he didn't see any problems at all.

Ma Lan felt that she was going to be drowned and struggled desperately.

The servant turned back when he heard the movement: "Is there anything else you need?"

"No, go out and close the door."

The servants withdrew respectfully, Wang Zhi heaved a sigh of relief, and patted the people in the water: "Let's go."

His room is not big, so he can see it all at a glance.

If she hadn't been hidden just now, her reputation would have been ruined if word got out.

"Still pretending to be dead?"

Wang Zhi also scooped up the man and fell down limply.

It can't be that he was killed.

Wang Zhi also thought of his own strength just now, and immediately breathed out.

"Fortunately, he's not dead yet."

Lay the person flat on the ground, and imitate the fisherman's way of pressing the lower abdomen, and give her fresh breath.

It took a while before Malan coughed and spit out the water.

Patted his chest: "I almost died just now."

"I can't die without me."

The eyes met the man's smiling eyes, and slowly looked down.

"what!"

She was covered with a hand over her mouth: "You're still screaming, don't you lose your reputation?"

Ma Lan felt his face was hot, and nodded with his eyes closed.

There was a knock on the door outside the house: "Prince Wang, are you all right?"

"It's okay, I'm hanging my throat."

Wang Zhi also said: "You are not allowed to come in without me."

As he spoke, he babbled twice.

Malan didn't dare to look at it: "Put on your clothes quickly."

Wang Zhi still wanted to tease her: "I don't wear clothes when I sleep."

Let's see if she dares to break in casually in the future.

"Put it on quickly."

Wang Zhi also dressed quickly without telling her.

Sitting at the table teasing her, Ma Lan's face was getting redder and she was about to cry.

I couldn't help laughing out loud, and picked him up: "Okay, get up."

Ma Lan opened her eyes slightly, and saw the man's eyes.

In addition to narrowing the black eyeballs, there was also a smile that she couldn't understand.

Pushing away Wang Zhi who was holding her, he scolded angrily: "Rogue!"

"You broke into my room and scolded me?" Qin Zhi poured himself a cup of tea.

If it wasn't for him just now, her reputation would have been completely ruined.

When Ma Lan was dragged into the tub, her clothes were soaked and clinging to her body.

He swallowed, turned his face away with difficulty, found a piece of clothing and threw it to Malan: "Put it on."

Now the voice has become hoarse.

Ma Lan understood what she meant, and her face turned even redder, as if dripping water.

"What do you want me to do?" Wang Zhi even drank the water in the glass.

"I'm here to find you... my painting!"

Ma Lan just remembered what she said and hurried to the tub to fish.

The drawings in the bathtub were soaked, and the ink was smeared, and it was impossible to see what was drawn.

"what is this?"

Wang Zhi also appeared behind her, bending down just to reach her neck.

From a distance, it looks like he is hugging her.

"The oven drawing I drew, I want you to find someone to make one."

Ma Lan sighed: "It's all right now, I'm going to redraw."

drawing?

Wang Zhi still didn't expect her to be so eager to talk, when three ugly crow calls came from outside the house.

"Then go back and draw, I'll wait and see."

Malan nodded and left the room in a panic.

As soon as he left on his front foot, someone came in on his back foot, his face was hidden by the black veil.

"Master, it was done by the prince."

"It's the same as I thought." Qin Zhi also tapped the table lightly with his hand: "Where is the moon?"

Master Liaoyue has gone to the capital and will be back in a month.

In other words, he can stay here for another month.

"Be optimistic about Zhenger."

"Yes!"

A gust of wind blows, and only Wang Zhihuan is in the room.

After seeing the iron box painted by Ma Lan, Qin Zhihuan took her to find a blacksmith to make this oven.

The blacksmiths in the town generally make sickles, machetes, and these agricultural tools.

When I saw this iron box for the first time, I had no idea what it was for.

Ma Lan didn't hide it either, and said that this was for making pastries.

The blacksmith shook his head: "It won't do that, it won't dissipate heat."

How can such an iron box make delicious food?

It's better to make a pot, which is more convenient and trouble-free.

Ma Lan didn't argue with him, but only asked how much money it would take to make it.

The blacksmith couldn't be persuaded, so he stopped talking and started working with the blueprint.

Things are not difficult to make, and they can be shipped in one day, and the rest of the time needs to be sharpened.

Otherwise, it is too sharp and easy to cut your hands.

The goods can be picked up in less than three days, and the things are not expensive at three hundred Wen.

Ma Lan saw that it was similar to the oven he used in his previous life, so he paid for it with satisfaction.

The iron box said it was not heavy, and she couldn't lift it after a while.

He looked pitifully at Wang Zhihuan who was walking ahead.

A pair of eyes were foggy: "I can't carry it."

Wang Zhi was also born in a famous family, so he didn't need to carry things by himself.

He only needs to nod and say yes, and someone will send the money to his house.

It became a habit after a long time, and I actually forgot to carry something for her.

Seeing that she was about to cry, she felt arrogant.

How could she carry such a big iron box for so long?

He reached out and took it: "Let's go."

Only then did Ma Lan cheer up, and happily followed behind.

I went to Yishifang to buy the best-selling pastries before going back.

Yishifang's pastries are sweet and a bit greasy, and they are still choking.

According to her own ideas and tastes, Ma Lan decided to make soft and delicious Mala cakes, soft and delicious red bean glutinous rice cakes, and her favorite pudding.

After thinking about what to do, she picked up a pen and wrote down the required materials one by one.

Waiting to go out shopping with Wang Zhihuan tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)