"Cake is much better than sugar cake." Gu Chunzhu shaved An'an's nose and picked up the little guy to look for Xiao Cheng who was working hard.

Xiao Cheng has a special writing desk in the hall. It was made by Su Wangqin at his spare time. According to the height of the child, it's just comfortable to sit and write with his head up and chest up.

"Xiao Cheng looks at An'an, and his mother goes out to buy you something to make a cake, and you Mr. Zhong says that you should use better paper. I'll run to the bookstore again." Gu Chunzhu simply explained the matter, put an down and went out.

She went to the bookstore first. Gu Yu didn't listen to other guys in the shop saying that she was removed by the boss to carry goods. Gu Chunzhu bought a better paper than maobianzhi with the recommendation of other guys.

The rice paper is better than the maobian paper. It can be divided into raw Xuan paper, cooked Xuan paper and half cooked Xuan paper. Among them, there are some made by different workshops. Gu Chunzhu bought the rice paper with the middle price. The good students usually can't afford to practice calligraphy and painting.

After buying the paper, she went to the rice shop again. There was fresh milk in the rice shop. She had a look at it when she came back. She didn't find it in a circle, so she asked a little guy.

"Do you have any milk here, lad?"

"Ah, elder sister, there are less than two bowls left today. The shopkeeper wants to say that he will keep them for himself." The young man rubbed his hands and said in embarrassment. Because he didn't plan to sell milk, he was put in the back of the shop.

Gu Chunzhu's eyebrows are tightly pressed, and it's very hard to make cakes. If she doesn't make another day today, she won't have such a free time. She pursed her lips and said, "your manager is here. He who often comes to buy corn kernels should know me?"

Under the call of the boy, the shopkeeper came late. He knew Gu Chunzhu's cooked noodles. Gu Chunzhu wanted only one bowl of noodles, so he hurriedly asked the waiter to mix one bowl.

Gu Chunzhu was very embarrassed, so he bought another ten jin of corn kernels, and also picked a small one.

The boss smiled happily. Those who came to buy corn kernels in this rice grain store were all big ones, and those who were small ones were hated by others. I think she bought her own flour to make it convenient for me.

In fact, Gu Chunzhu is not so good. When popcorn is used, not all corn kernels can be popped, and the ones that are not popped can be fed to chickens, which is cheap. In general, the small corn kernels are more likely to burst in the heat.

"Ouch!" Gu Chunzhu goes into the house with things.

The left hand carefully carries the milk, the right hand carries a big bag of corn seeds, and under the armpit there are several knives tied with rice paper. I regret that I didn't bring the basket out. When I was shopping, I would buy more things by accident.

Ann was playing with the little black dog in the yard. Hearing the sound of the door, she ran away to deal with it. She flashed her eyes and said, "Mom, I'll help you. I can take things when I grow up! The loach is also watching. It wants to help

"OK, give the paper to my brother for my mother." Gu Chunzhu squats down. She really has no hands.

An'an took the rice paper from Gu Chunzhu's arm and ran towards the hall with a twist. As for the rice paper, she held it in her arms like a treasure.

Gu Chunzhu went into the house to make a cake. It's not good to see the sun in the East and West. It's not too early. We need to hurry up.

She picked out six of the ten fresh eggs in the sea bowl and knocked them open. Fortunately, the eggs were all good. She skillfully divided the egg white and yolk into two different bowls with the egg shell.

"Mom, I've given the paper to my brother. I need help." Ann helped the door frame across the threshold, and her little chest heaved a little, but her little body was still full of strength.

Knowing that the little guy just wanted to help, Gu Chunzhu was very happy to ask her to help, so he told her to take the eggshell out and throw it away. An'an is also a person who loves to be clean. She holds up the eggshell and runs to the garbage can in the yard again and again to throw it in.

Gu Chunzhu has already scored the chopsticks half way out of the egg white with chopsticks. A little bit of foam has been added, and a spoonful of sugar and a little salt has been added.

In the blink of an eye, a quarter of an hour has passed. ANN has lost all the eggshells on the stove.

The little guy stood on tiptoe and looked at Gu Chunzhu, who was sweating from beating albumen. He smiled and showed a line of millet teeth. "What else can I do for you? Ann is very good. "

"My mother knows that Ann is very powerful, but this is the work of strength. ANN can't do it. Just sit and watch her make cakes." Gu Chunzhu said that she didn't dare to stop. She was afraid that her arm would not lift when she stopped. She didn't think of no blender before making the cake.

If brother Wang is sure to be able to mix the egg white well soon, Gu Chunzhu will realize that he has been quite dependent on Su Wangqin in his unconsciousness.

An'an is also carrying a small stool and sitting in front of Gu Chunzhu's eyes. Gu Chunzhu waves his small fist with meat. "Come on, mom, make an delicious cake for an.".

"Well, it can be done." Gu Chunzhu clenched his back teeth. He can't fail!She stirred the egg white for nearly a quarter of an hour to make it cream like. She would not fall off when touching the chopsticks. Her hands were almost too sour to lift, but the most difficult one had been solved.

Gu Chunzhu added three spoonfuls of sugar, six spoonfuls of flour and a bowl of milk into the egg yolk and stirred them gently. She could only do these mixing things for her hands that were about to be abandoned. When the mixture is ready, add the cream, then add the normal egg white, which is half done.

Tu Zao's pot is coated with a layer of tea oil. Gu Chunzhu pours the mixed cake liquid into it and starts to cook on a small fire. When the cake liquid in the pot is almost boiling, Gu Chunzhu makes a sound of Zizi. Gu Chunzhu takes off several firewood and then uses the residual heat of the charcoal fire to simmer.

"Niang is so fragrant. Is the cake ready?" An'an jumped up from the bench and jumped in place for several times.

"Just a moment longer." Gu Chunzhu stood up from the front of the stove, pressed the lid tightly with his hand, and waited for more than a quarter of an hour. The smell of cake was already floating in the kitchen.

Ann also refused to leave. She wandered around in the kitchen, holding the corner of the table and jumping around there.

Until Gu Chunzhu opened the pot and filled the pale yellow cake out of the pot, threw a layer of clean gauze on the table, then poured the cake on it, and the side contacting the bottom of the pot was already burnt yellow.

"My mother is so powerful. Give me a taste!" An'an sniffs deeply at the tip of his nose and opens his mouth. He is waiting to eat on the edge of the table.

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