Chapter 163 Oven

Wen Zhenyi smiled and nodded: "Not now, I'll see later."

The others turned to look at what she was about to make.

Wen Zhen would ask Zhu Tao to knead the purple sweet potato dough from time to time to form a film, which would make the taste more layered.

"Sister, is there anything we can help with?" Wen Yongman wanted to help.

"Yes, wait a moment."

Wen Zhenyi divided the dough into small portions and rolled them into small balls.

Then flatten the purple sweet potato dough and wrap the white dough with it, and set it aside to relax for a while.

She taught them how to complete this step and went to check the condition of the oven herself.

She has no control over the condition of the oven yet, and has to check it from time to time to make sure the temperature is not too low and the bread is not cooked through, or too high and the bread is burnt.

She carefully opened the iron door and checked the baking condition of the bread. It looked good, not burnt or undercooked.

I closed the iron door and estimated the time. It should take a while.

"Cousin, how long will it take to relax?"

Wen Zhenyi walked over to them and asked them to flatten the dough, roll it up and down gently with a rolling pin into a long strip, and then roll it up and relax it.

Wen Yongman was a little bored: "It's such a waste of time to relax all the time."

"How can delicious food not waste time?" He said as he looked at the bread in the oven.

The bread from the oven here was already emitting a fragrant aroma, which could be smelled by everyone in the yard. It was a smell they had never smelled before.

Wen Zhenyi carefully opened the iron door and pulled his hand back because it was a little hot.

"Let me do it." Shen Hanxing stood beside her without knowing when, and took the rag from her hand: "Do you want to take it out?"

Wen Zhenyi stretched his head to look at the situation in the baking tray. The surface of the bread had turned golden yellow and had grown a lot fatter than when he put it in. "Well, be careful, the temperature is very high."

Shen Hanxing nodded, carefully took out the baking tray and placed it on the table.

Wen Zhenyi saw him quickly pull back his hand and put it behind his back: "Did you get burned?"

"fine."

"Let me see." Wen Zhenyi said as he pulled his hand and saw a red mark on his hand.

She pulled him around and walked to the well, using the cold well water to wash the burnt area: "If you get burnt, you need to rinse it with cold water. If blisters appear, it will be troublesome."

Shen Hanxing watched her lower her head and carefully clean the burns on her hands, her eyes full of smiles: "I remember."

Wen Zhenyi took his hand and checked it carefully. She didn't find any blisters and then relaxed. She remembered that there was an aloe vera plant in the yard.

With this thought in mind, she walked towards a corner of the yard where there was a small aloe vera plant. She picked a small leaf and brought it back, rubbing it on the burned area: "Apply it to yourself."

Shen Hanxing took the aloe vera from her hand and applied it to the burned area.

Wen Yongman and the others were now completely focused on the bread on the baking tray, blocking out everyone else.

"This looks so good when it's cooked. It would be a shame to eat it." Ma Ruier looked at the bread on the baking tray, looking reluctant to eat it.

Wen Zhenyi walked over and looked at them: "It's still too hot now, wait until it cools down a bit before eating."

Zhu Tao never thought that such a beautiful painting could be made using vegetables and fruits.

Wen Zhenyi continued to make another pastry. He repeated the above steps on the relaxed dough and continued to relax it for a cup of tea.

"Xiao Taozi, bring me some of the red bean paste you made earlier."

"Okay, I'll get it now." Zhu Tao said as she went to the kitchen and brought out a jar.

The hustle and bustle in the yard attracted everyone in the kitchen. They were all stunned looking at the bread in the baking tray.

"Is this food?"

Wen Zhen nodded: "Yes."

"This food looks so beautiful, who would be willing to eat it!" Geng Ru felt like she didn't want to eat it.

"Aunt, food is made to be eaten. Good-looking food can arouse people's appetite."

"This appetite is really amazing."

Wen Zhen took out a handful of red bean paste, rolled it into a small ball, pinched the relaxed dough in the middle to form a U shape, then flattened it and rolled it into a circle with a rolling pin.

Wrap the round bean paste with dough, then roll it into a round shape, press it gently into a round shape with your palm, roll it slightly with a rolling pin, and use a knife to divide it into equal parts.

Pinch the diagonals of each petal into a lace shape, gently score the petals a few times with a knife, then brush the center of the flower with egg white and sprinkle with white sesame seeds.

A beautiful purple chrysanthemum is ready.

When Wen Zhenyi did this, no one around her said anything. They just watched a beautiful purple chrysanthemum appear in her hand.

"Is this also food?" Ma Can was a little uneasy.

"Uncle, this is of course edible, but it still needs to be baked, so it can be eaten later."

"Can I try it?" The people around were eager to try it.

"Of course you can."

The small table in the yard was full of people, making chrysanthemums in their hands.

Wen Chengwen carefully placed the baking tray into the oven and quickly pulled his hand out: "The temperature is too high."

"Dad, if the temperature is not high enough, nothing can be baked."

"These rags are useless. If you use them for a while, won't your hands be covered with blisters?"

Old Lady Wen and Old Lady Ma also frowned when they heard this: "Yi Yi, is there any way?"

"We can make gloves, really thick gloves, so you won't get burned easily."

"Draw it, and your grandma and I will make it for you in the next few days." Old Mrs. Ma said immediately.

Shen Hanxing consciously went to get the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, waiting for her to tell him how to draw something.

Old Lady Wen looked at the things on the paper and said, "This thing is not difficult."

Mrs. Ma: "It's not difficult, it's just a little thick, so it's a bit difficult to use the needle."

"Let's try it first, and then we'll talk about it if it doesn't work."

"What kind of fabric is suitable?"

Wen Zhenyi thought for a moment and said, "It doesn't need to be a very fine fabric. It's best to use a thicker, wear-resistant fabric."

Old Lady Ma thought for a moment and said, "Then kudzu cloth would be suitable."

"Okay, let's go buy it now." After saying that, Mrs. Wen took Mrs. Ma out to buy cloth.

Wen Zhenyi wanted to say that there was no need to be so anxious, but the two of them had already set off after discussing it.

She could only swallow her words and shook her head helplessly.

"Grandma Wen and the others are worried that you might get hurt."

Wen Zhenyi looked at Shen Hanxing with a smile: “Yeah, I’ll go check out the grilled food.”

"Let me help you."

"You're burned. Let me do it myself." He said as he went to the oven.

The aroma from the oven wafted into the streets of the market, and passersby stopped to smell it and said, "I wonder what delicious food the Wen family has cooked up."