Heavenly Court Reader

Chapter 69 High Point Pastry

After rewarding, Han Feng had a simple breakfast, and brought the little lion roaring Bai Jingjing to the bell pear tree next to the artificial lake in the villa, and started his morning exercises.

Since the last time the Zhongli tree grew into thick arms overnight, nothing has changed.Apart from still being able to emit traces of aura through photosynthesis, there is no longer any abnormality.

So Han Feng didn't do anything special, just let the five bell pear trees grow on their own, and Han Feng also developed the habit of coming to the bell tree for morning exercises every morning.

In the morning practice, apart from practicing Lu Dongbin's kendo, he would occasionally do a little bit of Tai Chi.As for this set of Tai Chi, Han Feng learned it from the old grandpas in the Menghu Villa community. Although these Tai Chi are all similar in appearance, they still have a certain effect if they persist for a long time.

Just like the radio gymnastics promoted by Huaxia, although the movements seem a bit funny, if you stick to it, it will still have a certain effect on strengthening your body.It's just that the pollution in this world is too serious now, with smog and heavy pollution. Even if you exercise every day, but living in such a big environment, you will basically be destroyed by these exhaust gases entering your body. The benefits of exercise.

This is also one of the biggest reasons why people in the mortal world, no matter how much they practice, cannot cultivate any sense of aura.

As for the five bell pear trees planted by Han Feng, each of them has a thick arm and can't produce much aura.Even if a trace of spiritual energy is produced, it will quickly dissipate in the air, and this little spiritual energy will not cause any waves for the entire mortal world.

Of course, if you can stay under the tree like Han Feng, that's another matter.Although there is no aura filling the body, at least you can feel a faint aura in the air around the tree trunk.

Whenever Han Feng finished his morning exercise under the Zhongli tree, as soon as he left the range of the Zhongli tree, he would immediately feel a pungent smell rushing towards him.It can be seen how poor the air quality in this world is.

After practicing kendo, he performed another set of Taijiquan, which he didn't know whether it was right or wrong. Han Feng stood up and let out a foul breath!Only then did he return to the villa.

Lying on the sofa in the living room, Han Feng took out his mobile phone and clicked on the reader again to read it.

At this time, the hot spots on the reader still revolve around "Legend of the White Snake", while "The World of Food, II" only has a few pitiful double-digit hits and comments.Those who leave a message are either top foodies, or some ancient immortals like Antarctic Immortal.

Han Feng flipped through the chapters of "The World of Food, II", and read it chapter by chapter. Han Feng could understand the cooking methods of the dishes written on it, and he could memorize them firmly. Another big benefit brought by the device.

After seeing the preparation methods of more than 100 dishes, Han Feng directly skipped the dishes and turned to the next sub-volume, the making of pastries.

My own "Couple Tea Restaurant" is about to open. For a tea restaurant, everything can be missing, except for two things. First, good tea, and second, delicious pastries.So thinking of this, Han Feng directly skipped the chapter about dishes and looked directly at the making of pastries.

"Dragon Beard Cake? Well, this one is good. Oiran Cake? This one is also good" Han Feng muttered to himself while watching the pastry chapter of "The World of Food, II".

In the end, it took a whole morning to read almost half of the pastry chapter, and Han Feng finally decided to launch ten kinds of pastries in his "Couple Tea Restaurant".

They are written by the God of Cookery, Longxu Cake, Oiran Cake, Melaleuca Cake, Fanyunlong, West Wind Dance, Xieyang Pendant, Crystal Cake, etc. These cakes are the easiest to make, but they use fewer ingredients. All you need is flour, maltose, and some auxiliary materials.

"The God of Cookery is the God of Cookery, even the name of the pastry is so artistic." Muttering to himself, Han Feng put away his phone, went outside to buy some ingredients and came back.

After that, Han Feng spent the whole afternoon in his own kitchen, trying to figure out how to make those pastries.If you look from the living room, you can only see the flour flying in the kitchen, a vast expanse of whiteness, and you can vaguely distinguish Han Feng, waving his hands in the kitchen, kneading a lump of flour balls.

Although Han Feng can understand the meaning and reason after reading the novel on the reader, but knowledge belongs to knowledge, and practice belongs to practice!Rich theoretical knowledge is not the same as experience. Without practical experience, no matter how rich your theory is, you can't make theoretical things.

Even if you understand the methods and processes of making all dishes and pastries, even if you are given the same ingredients, you will not be able to make dishes at the same level as the God of Cookery. This is the importance of experience.

I don't know how much food was wasted in the afternoon. Anyway, when the boy who delivered the flour finally left, he counted the banknotes in his hand and grinned.

"Huh" Han Feng took a long breath, looked at the ten plates of pastries in front of him, wiped the sweat from his forehead, untied the apron he was wearing, picked up one of the pastries, and tasted it.

"Well, it's not bad. It's even more delicious than the top pastries sold in supermarkets. It really deserves to be a recipe written by the God of Cookery!" Blinking his mouth, Han Feng laughed.

Ten plates of different cakes were made, and each plate was filled to the brim. Han Feng tasted a piece of each, and he really felt that the taste was not bad, at least better than the pastries he had eaten before.

You know, the current Han Feng has already tasted a lot of treasures from the fairy world, and the taste has long been cultivated to be a little bit tricky. Yes, even Han Feng himself thinks these pastries taste good, so at least these pastries taste better than the top pastries in the world.

Han Feng nodded in satisfaction, and turned his head to look at the sky outside, only to see the moon and stars were sparse, and it was obviously night.

"I didn't expect it to be over in one afternoon when I was busy!" Han Feng sighed, and then put all the pastries in the kitchen cupboard, leaving only two plates of them, packed them in bags, and planned to take them away Wan Yun tried it, the other party probably hasn't come home from work yet.

As for the kitchen, Han Feng could only sigh, he had no time to clean up the mess.

"Let's hire a part-time auntie tomorrow to clean it up!" Han Feng glanced at the situation in the kitchen, and then went out with the packed pastries.

When I came to the underground shopping mall of Hongcheng Commercial Building, before I reached the door of Wan Yun's store, I happened to meet him and walked towards him.

Han Feng stood where he was, looked at the other party's surprised expression, and said with a smile, "Off work?"

"Well, why are you here so late?" Wan Yun walked forward, hugged the other's arm, and asked.

"Hehe, I made some pastries, and I would like to invite you to taste them and see how my craftsmanship is!" Han Feng smiled, and handed the pastries in his hand to Wan Yun.

"Can you still make pastries?"

"There are so many things I can do! You just don't know it."

"Bragging." Wan Yun laughed crisply.

Afterwards, he took out a piece of pastry from the bag, took a bite, and sighed in surprise, "It's delicious, you really made this?"

Han Feng chuckled and didn't answer, but said with a smile: "You can take all these pastries home! Let uncles and aunts try them too."

Although the relationship between the two has been settled long ago, since Han Feng has not yet formally proposed marriage to the other party's house, it is impossible for Wan Yun to live with Han Feng often, but to go to Han Feng occasionally. Feng stayed in Feng's villa for one night, and stayed at his own home most of the time.

(End of this chapter)