Chapter 77

Fang Huai finally fried the whole basin of batter.

He wants to start, whether it's Fang Honghua or Fang's mother, they make room for him and let him play alone.

Fang Huai took his mobile phone and compared with the recipe on the top, smeared a layer of oil on the bottom of the pot. With his right hand, he scooped up a spoon of batter and put it in the pan. He spread it out and flattened it with a spatula. When the side next to the pan became golden, he turned it over and continued to fry the other side. Until both sides became golden, he picked it up with the spatula and put it into the plate.

Fang Huai immediately called out: "inkstone!"

Fang Yan, who was wandering around the yard, ran in. He had just stepped into the kitchen door. Before he could react, he came across a golden cake and was stopped in his mouth.

"Well?"

Fang Yan chewed subconsciously. He took two bites to think of it. He quickly lifted his hand to take the cake down. After a close look, he found that it was a perfect golden cake with both sides fried. It looked delicious.

"Eh?"

Fang Yan bit in surprise and tasted the cake carefully. There were fish, sausages, wild vegetables and tofu. When these materials were mixed together, they did not conflict unexpectedly. On the contrary, because of the influence of seasonings, they were perfectly integrated.

Fang Yan swallowed the cake in his mouth, then raised his head and asked, "second brother, is this what you made?"

"Yes." Fang Huai turned around and scooped up a spoonful of batter and put it into the pot. He continued to make it according to the previous steps. Without raising his head, he asked, "is it delicious?"

"Delicious!" Fang Yan said, then the rest of the stewed cake to eat clean, not a bit left.

Fang Huai turned over the stewed cake in the pot, and said, "that's what I made. How can it be tasteless?"

Fang's mother looked at him in disbelief.

Looking at the appearance of her second son spreading cakes and looking at her mobile phone, she recalled it carefully, but could not find any impression of her son cooking. This is the first time to do it. Can you really make it delicious?

Mother Fang couldn't believe it.

When the second stewed cake was ready, she did not care that the cake was still hot. She immediately reached for it, put it to her mouth, and bit it carefully.

The soft and glutinous dough is wrapped with various ingredients, and the taste of fish is not fishy. The sausages are fragrant and chewy, the wild vegetables are fragrant and tender, and the tofu is soft and tender. All kinds of ingredients are mixed together to form a delicious flavor that can be called delicious.

Fang's mother widened her eyes in surprise and looked at her second son in surprise. Her eyes were full of inquiry.

Can't it be that her second son secretly learned to cook when everyone didn't know? Or does he have a talent for cooking, but no one has found out?

A piece of cake was not big. She finished it in a few mouthfuls. Fang's mother was not satisfied. Seeing that there were more than a few on the plate, she immediately reached out and took a few more. She turned around and went out to find her husband, intending to share her new discovery with him.

At first, only one cake was spread at a time. Later, when he became proficient, he spread many cakes at one time, and soon there was a full plate.

Fang Huai pancakes were all sour, and he finally consumed half of the batter in the big basin. He wiped a handful of sweat. Seeing that there were so many cakes on the plate that almost overflowed, he finally took a long breath and stopped temporarily.

As soon as he turned around, he saw his family standing behind him in unison, each with a golden chowder.

"You, you?" Fang Huai was stunned for a moment, and then he straightened up his chest again: "I knew that you think my cake is delicious, right?"

"Yes, I didn't expect you to have this talent." Fang's father boasted: "it seems that our cooks will lose their jobs in the future."

When Fang Huai heard the speech, all the nonexistent tails were raised.

Seeing the family's happy eating, he seems to have infinite strength, even just feel tired arm is not sour, turned to continue to pancakes, the rest of the batter into a golden hodgepodge cake.

A whole basin of batter has a lot of ingredients, enough for six people to eat. The stewed pancake fried in fanghuai has also become the staple food in the evening.

Fang Huai was so tired that he found a reclining chair in the room and lay on it with his mobile phone in his arms.

The sun was warm and comfortable, making people sleepy. The back of the reclining chair is ergonomic. It's very comfortable to lie on. He didn't lie for a long time, and soon he felt sleepy.

When Fang Yan comes out to look for him with his little stomach full of food, he only hears a burst of violent explosion coming from his mobile phone. Fang Yan looks up at a war movie on the screen of his mobile phone. He looks up to see his brother. Fang Huai is already asleep, and he doesn't even wake him up by the fierce sound effects in the movie.

"Let him sleep." "He hardly slept last night, and he's tired all day today," Fang said

"Oh." Fang Yan obediently should come down.He covered his mouth and walked several steps to the side, for fear that his voice would wake Fang Huai.

"Do you want to take a nap, too?" Fang Ke asked: "it's usually time for you to take a nap."

Fang Yan shook his head and said, "no, big brother, I'm not sleepy."

He got up late today and didn't do any work. His brothers did everything, so he was not tired at all.

Fang Ke touched his head with a smile: "what does that inkstone want to do?"

Fang Yan thought about it seriously and still shook his head: "there is nothing I want to do."

"In this case, let's go to bed with the elder brother." Fang Ke said.

"Ah?"

"I'm a little sleepy."

"All right."

Fang Yan took the elder brother's hand and went to his room.

After taking off their coats and trousers, they got into the quilt. Fang Ke and Fang Huai's rooms face south. The sun shines through the paper windows. Most of the rooms can see the sun, which is just the position of the bed. The quilts and sheets are hot and comfortable to lie in.

After talking for a while, the brothers fell asleep.

Fang Yan didn't feel sleepy at first, but he didn't know it was too comfortable in the quilt. Listening to the big brother's even breath in his ear, he shrank into the quilt and soon felt sleepy again.

When mother Fang came out to look for her son, she saw one lying in the yard and two lying in the room, both in deep sleep.

"They've been tired all day." Fang's father patted her on the shoulder and whispered, "Xiao Ke and Xiao Huai have done a lot of work. Let them rest."

"It's hard to find such a place to play. I also want them to relax and play around." Who knows that when I got here, I came to work.

Mother Fang closed the door and went out with her husband.

As soon as they went out, they saw Fang Honghua go out with the basket on his back, and immediately said, "let's help you."

"I can do it alone. No, you have a good rest." Fang Honghua quickly refused.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to pick some vegetables and make some pickles and put them there."

Mother Fang nodded, picked up the baskets her sons had used in the morning and followed her.

Seeing that it was useless to refuse, Fang Honghua gave up.

Her intuition told her that Fang's mother should have something else to say to her.

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