At this time, Mo Qishan and Tangtang put on their aprons and waited around the cooking counter for Fang Lanxin to prepare the butter, put it in the dough, and grab it with their hands.
Tangtang stretched her neck and couldn't see the dough in the basin. She stretched out her chubby arm and asked Mo Qishan to pick her up. Only then did she see the fluffy dough mixed with butter in the basin.
Seeing the excitement on the little guy's face, he wanted to grab two hands on the dough.
Fang Lanxin asked Mo Qishan to put the little guy on the stool and take the little guy to knead the dough.
The little guy hasn't played with dough before, first stretched out two chubby little fingers, poke into the dough, watched them swell and be squeezed to the side, and suddenly giggled.
Mo Qishan came over to watch Tangtang knead the dough. The naughty little guy deliberately rubbed flour on his nose. Fang Lanxin saw this and secretly wiped the flour on Mo Qishan's face.
A handsome middle-aged uncle of Mo Qishan, now not only wearing a yellow duckling, patterned apron, a handsome face with a very handsome beard and a gentleman, but also a big tabby cat face.
He glanced back into the kitchen glass, turned his head and deliberately scared the little guy, "Who is it that messed up my handsome face? I want revenge~~~"
Tangtang giggled at Mo Qishan and smiled, avoiding Mo Qishan's sticking claws.
Fearing that the little guy would lose his mind and accidentally flip out of the chair, Mo Qishan deliberately raised one leg first, pressing the chair, so that the chair did not roll over.
The three of them played for a long time, and no one escaped the attack of flour, like a family of cats, before they continued to knead the dough.
When the dough was kneaded, Fang Lanxin took out a rolling pin and pressed it into a rectangle that was round and smooth, like a little monk's head, and put it in the refrigerator.
Tangtang was very curious about Lan Xin's rolling pin, and he tiptoed up to reach the rolling pin, and accidentally kicked over the chair——
Fang Lanxin and Mo Qishan were shocked when they heard the sound of a chair hitting the floor.
Fortunately, the colleague whose chair turned over, the little guy has climbed onto the cooking table like a little monkey.
This cooking table was found in an antique shop when Fang Lanxin and Moqishan went abroad to play some years ago. It was a whole piece of good marble. Seeing Fang Lanxin's love for this marble pattern, Moqishan scolded it. The huge sum of money was shipped back by air, and I specially asked a designer to make a super-large cooking table. When Fang Lanxin was cooking, he was in a great mood when he saw this cooking table.
At this moment, the little guy used his hands and feet together, crawling around the cooking table flexibly, grabbing Fang Lanxin's rolling pin just now, sitting on the cooking table, imitating Fang Lanxin's previous rolling movement, waving With a rolling pin, it was so funny.
The two played with the little guy for a while, waited for the dough to be refrigerated, took it out, sliced the butter and placed it in the middle of the dough.
While Fang Lanxin was doing it, the little guy lay on the cooking table to help Fang Lanxin.
Fang Lan patiently rolled out the dough, and made the dough that had been rolled several times into the shape of an egg **** holder, put it into the **** drag, and pressed it in a circular motion with her thumb.
Tangtang did a good job and made a **** drag, clapping his hands in satisfaction.
Moqishan also made one. Fang Lanxin compared it and found that Moqishan's made is not as good as Tangtang's, so he immediately gave Tangtang a thumbs up.
The little guy is so smart, he learns fast and well.
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