The strongest peasant girl in Xiuse Jinyuan

Chapter 577 Harvest Planning to Open a Winery (2)
Wei Changju covered the lid of the steamer tightly, and then turned to light the fire in front of the stove.

Squatting in front of the stove to light a fire in summer is a very hard work.

The fire in the stove blazed up, and the light of the fire shone on Wei Changqu's cheeks, and within a short while, thin beads of sweat were seen dripping from her cheeks.

Her forehead hair was soaked with sweat and stuck tightly to her cheek.

Seeing that Wei Changqu's cheeks were flushed, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, Ling Jing moved his steps, walked up to Wei Changqu's side, and gently waved his sleeves, fanning her body.

Although it is not as good as a fan, there is always some cool wind.

Wei Changjue felt a little more refreshed, added a piece of firewood to the stove, raised a pair of bright and clear eyes, and looked at Ling Jing with a smile.

Seeing Wei Changju looking at her, Ling Jing softened her voice and asked softly, "Are you more comfortable?"

"Yes." Wei Changqu nodded in satisfaction.

The two were talking casually, and in the blink of an eye, the pot was already bubbling—the water was boiling.

After steaming for about two quarters of an hour, Wei Changjue heard the sound of boiling water and looked at the steam rising from the steamer. He thought it should be all right, so he stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and left. to the back of the stove.

There was mist around the stove, Wei Changqu stretched out his hand, and carefully opened the steamer.

As soon as the steamer was opened, thick steam rose from the steamer, carrying a sweet smell of cake.

After the steam dissipated, Wei Changqu moved his gaze to the big sea bowl in the steamer.

I saw that the cake in the sea bowl had swelled up to fill the entire sea bowl. It was golden in color, with thin honeycomb eyes, and looked crispy and soft.

Ling Jing took a deep breath, smelled a familiar sweet smell, looked sideways at Wei Changqu, and asked softly, "Qiaoer, are you okay?"

"Yeah." Wei Changqu nodded, "It's already steamed, and it's done pretty well."

After hearing this, the corners of Ling Jing's mouth slightly raised, and a faint smile appeared on Peerless Chuchen's face.

After the heat dissipated completely and the hands were no longer hot, Wei Changqu asked Ling Jing to lift the steamer from the stove, and then put it on the table beside it to cool down.

Finally, Wei Changqu taught Ling Jing to make red date paste, white sesame paste, boiled red beans, and cut some fruit slices.

After the ingredients were prepared, the cake in the big sea bowl on the table had almost cooled down.

Wei Changjue took a clean cutting board, put the cutting board flat on the table, then picked up the Dahai Bowl containing the cake, then put it upside down on the cutting board, and then lifted the Dahai Bowl by holding the bottom of the bowl .

Because Wei Changqu had applied a layer of vegetable oil on the wall of the sea bowl in advance, at this moment, when the sea bowl was turned upside down, the cake in the bowl easily fell off and fell on the cutting board on the table.

Ling Jing stood quietly by the side, with a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, her two gentle gazes fixed on Wei Changqu's hands, carefully remembering her movements in her heart.

Wei Changqu stared down at the cake pieces on the cutting board.

Seeing that the shaping is very successful, the color is golden, soft and delicate, the eyes are bright and smiling, and I am very satisfied.

This time, it did better than last time.

Immediately, he took a wooden spoon and spread the red date puree and white sesame paste on the golden cake.

"Ling Jing, you need to spread the red date paste and white sesame seeds evenly and smooth so that it looks good." Wei Changqu patiently guided Ling Jing while doing things.

After applying it for a while, she passed the wooden spoon in Ling Jing's hand.

Blinking his eyes, he said with a smile: "This is very simple, try it, um."

"Okay." Ling Jing responded softly, and took the wooden spoon from Wei Changqu's hand.

His left hand was still around Wei Changqu's waist, and his right hand was holding a wooden spoon.

Under the watchful eyes of Wei Changqu, he gracefully scooped up the red date paste and white sesame paste in the bowl, and spread the red date paste and white sesame paste on the cake pieces with a very serious expression.

His eyes are focused, his movements are gentle and careful, as if he is carving a precious work of art. Just now, just after watching Wei Changjue's demonstration, he can easily spread red date paste and white sesame seeds evenly on the surface. on top of cake pieces.

Seeing his relaxed and skillful technique, Wei Changju couldn't help but click his tongue secretly.

This man really can go up to the hall, go down to the kitchen, hold a sword, and even weigh a spoon.

It didn't take a while for Ling Jing to spread a layer of red date paste and white sesame paste on the whole cake, decorating the previously bare cake beautifully.

After finishing, he slowly put down the wooden spoon in his hand, looked sideways, and shifted his gaze to Wei Changqu's slapped face, slightly pursed his lips, and asked with a smile, "Qi'er, is the master doing okay?" His tone was like In general.

"Well, very good, very promising."

Wei Changqu stared at the coated cake on the cutting board, nodded in satisfaction, and did not hesitate to praise it.

Then he said: "It is enough to garnish with cooked red beans, candied dates, and fruit slices."

While speaking, Wei Changjue had brought a plate of red beans, candied dates, and sliced ​​fruit in front of him.

First place a circle of red candied dates on the cake, then insert some fresh fruit slices, use the fruit slices to form a flower shape, and finally use the boiled red beans to play with the English words "happy-birthday". He clapped his hands and declared loudly, "Okay, you're done."

In terms of shape, although it is still not as delicate as the cakes seen in previous lives, it still has a nose and eyes, like that.

Ling Jing stared at the prepared cake on the chopping board, and finally, her gaze was fixed on a row of English letters. She looked at it for a while, but didn't understand it.

Turning his eyes, he looked at Wei Changqu, and asked suspiciously: "Qiaoer, what does this typesetting mean?" After speaking, he moved his gaze to the row of English letters.

Although he didn't recognize it, he could tell that it should be a row of words.

This girl actually understands some weird words?

Wei Changqu looked in the direction of his eyes, and his eyes fell on the row of English letters.

happybirthday—Nima, what kind of tricks are not easy to play with, why is she so careless, and put out a row of English letters, what a mistake, the mistake was lost to grandma's house.

"Ha, this..." Wei Changju laughed, and forced a smile. At this moment, looking at the rows of red beans in front of her, she only felt a little headache.

Can she tell Master Jing that the English letters on the cake were made by her.

(End of this chapter)