Chapter 226 Oven-baked flatbread

The sky was dark and the lights were few.

In the cold wind, the dim oil lamp flickered incessantly, as if it would go out at any moment.

Chen Yongliang craned his neck, peering intently at the dark road, muttering to himself, "Why hasn't that young lady returned yet? Could she have run back to the county to complain..."

Behind him, several people were busy arranging charcoal in a custom-made oven.

Wan Qiqi kneaded the small dough ball that had been prepared before dinner, took out a small bag of white sugar, and demonstrated to everyone how to use the stove.

After a long while, the person who was determined to learn it still hadn't arrived.

"Yongliang, what are you still doing? Are you going to set up your stall tomorrow or not!"

Hearing the shout, Chen Yongliang pulled his head back, shielded the oil lamp with his hand, and carefully walked back.

After the afternoon's moving, the main room of the Chen family's house was almost empty, with only a table, a few low stools, and a cabinet for storing bowls and chopsticks remaining.

Actually, all of these were purchased by Wan Qiqi when she had custom-made beds from Yang Mu.

There was just nowhere to put it before, so it hadn't been displayed.

After being renovated, the main room appeared much more spacious.

Pingping and An'an, along with the little monkey, craned their necks, trying to see what the adults were up to, but they were too small to see anything.

The wolf cub and the peregrine falcon stared at each other, their eyes full of vigilance.

If the three little ones aren't watching, they seem ready to fight.

An'an looked for a long time but couldn't see anything, and her neck was sore, so she gave up.

Just as she turned around, she discovered that the wolf cub and the peregrine falcon had already mingled together!

The wolf cub bit the peregrine falcon's wing, while the peregrine falcon gripped the wolf cub's leg; neither would give way.

An'an looked around, grabbed a broom and threw it, "If you fight again, I'll throw you out and let you freeze to death!"

The commotion made all the adults turn around.

The wolf cub and the peregrine falcon were hit at the same time, each cried out twice, and separated with their heads drooping.

Wan Qiqi saw An An standing with her hands on her hips, looking just like a little shrew, yet incredibly cute.

She didn't know that in other people's eyes, An An was like a miniature version of Wan Qiqi at this moment.

The tone of voice and the gesture of hands on hips were perfectly replicated.

The little monkey realized what had happened and rushed over to hug the wolf cub, giving it a silent scolding.

This little incident didn't bother everyone for long; soon everyone was immersed in Wan Qiqi's teaching again.

This oven is similar to the oven used for making modern flatbreads. The dough is kneaded, brushed with water, and then stuck to the oven wall to bake.

In no time, a crispy pancake was ready!

Chen Yongliang's eyes lit up.

I've always seen flatbreads pan-fried; this is the first time I've seen them baked like this.

Moreover, these pancakes are rolled very thin, so they bake very quickly.

Even before it's taken out of the pan, the aroma of caramelized meat is already irresistible, making your mouth water.

In fact, the three little ones' mouths watered uncontrollably after smelling it, and they drooled all over the place.

When Wan Qiqi turned around and saw their appearance, she couldn't bear to look at them anymore.

She noticed that every time she made something delicious, her little ones would react the same way, as if she were abusing them.

"Sigh~" Wan Qiqi sighed, divided the baked cakes into three portions, and called over the three little ones to let them enjoy them slowly.

Then, she gave up the main seat and gestured to Chen Yongliang, "You give it a try."

Chen Yongliang was already eager to try, and he rolled up his sleeves and got to work.

However, the pancake turned out awful in his hands; while sticking it to the pan, he almost dropped it into the charcoal pit.

Although the final baked pancakes were edible, their appearance was significantly lower than expected.

Chen Yongxing was watching the commotion when Wan Qiqi pulled him to grill a portion as well.

Wan Qiqi looked at the two oddly shaped pancakes, rested her chin on her hand, and nodded, "Sure enough, you two are evenly matched!"

Chen Yongliang awkwardly scratched his head, "This oven is a bit hot, the pancake stuck as soon as it touched it."

“So you have to be quick and decisive.” Wan Qiqi said, then turned to Wu Gousheng and said, “Why don’t you give it a try?”

"Huh? I...can I do it?" Wu Gousheng thought he was just there to watch the fun, but he didn't expect to have to do it himself.

He looked at the dough in front of him, unsure where to begin.

His clumsy movements suggested he had never done this kind of work before.

When baking the bread, not only did they fail to keep it close to the wall, but it also fell into the charcoal pit, raising a layer of ash.

"..."

No one expected this outcome.

Wu Gousheng was also quite embarrassed, his face flushed red, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Wan Qiqi suddenly realized that Chen Yongliang's work wasn't bad either; at least the shape was acceptable!

She reached out and patted Wu Gousheng on the shoulder, comforting him, "It's okay, this isn't your forte!"

Looking at the flatbread in the charcoal pit, Wang felt a pang of heartache.

What a delicious bowl of noodles, and it's all gone!

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the courtyard.

Upon hearing the sound, everyone turned to look.

Fang Luxue, who had been missing for more than an hour, finally returned, accompanied by the village head's son.

For some reason, Chen Sanyuan walked with a limp, as if his leg was injured.

He knelt in his own yard for two hours, and was kicked and hit his knee. How could that not affect his ability to walk?

Along the way, Fang Luxue complained about him countless times, saying that not only was he blind, but he was also bad at walking and couldn't even keep up with girls.

If it weren't for the fact that Fang Luxue was the daughter of the county magistrate, Chen Sanyuan would have already turned his back and quit!

What are you doing?

Fang Luxue could smell the aroma of the pastries from afar.

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