Chapter 162 Birthday Gift
When Old Lady Wen saw that the vegetables had been bought, she asked the old guys to go out and help pick them and prepare cooking.
Wen Zhenyi and Shen Hanxing were the only ones left in the hall.
Shen Hanxing took out a box from his arms and placed it in front of her: “Happy birthday!”
Wen Zhenyi was slightly stunned when he looked at the box on the table, then turned to look at him: “Didn’t Grandpa Shen give me a copy?”
Chen Hanxing's ears turned red, and he turned his head away without looking into her eyes: "This is my own intention."
Wen Zhenyi saw the pink on his ears, his eyes were full of smiles, he took the box and opened it and took a look: "What is it?"
Shen Hanxing coughed uncomfortably a few times: “Worthless things.”
Wen Zhenyi looked at the bracelet in the box. It was decorated with irregular pink crystals. The surface of the crystals was polished very smoothly without any sharp edges.
She took it out and examined it carefully, and found that the workmanship of the bracelet was not exquisite, but it was made with great care, and there was a cute little animal hanging on it.
I took it in my hand and looked at it carefully. It turned out to be a cute little ferret, looking a little silly.
"You made this yourself?"
Chen Hanxing hummed softly, almost inaudibly, trying to hide his nervousness and awkwardness.
Wen Zhenyi put the bracelet on her hand and said, "It looks great. I like it very much. Thank you, Brother Shen."
Shen Hanxing turned to look at her little face: "Do you really like it?"
Wen Zhenyi nodded seriously: "I really like it." She pointed to the little ferret on the bracelet and said: "But how did you carve ferrets?"
"It's purely a coincidence. I saw someone else raising one before and thought it was cute."
"No wonder, otherwise I would have thought you were a prophet."
When Wen Zhenyi saw the ferret above, she was stunned. You know, her little ferret has only been here for two days, and this cannot be accomplished in a day or two.
Chen Hanxing looked at the bracelet on her fair wrist, her eyes softened a lot: "What do you want me to help you draw?"
"Draw some stencils, and some stuff to make."
"You tell me, I'll help you draw."
The two of them put their heads close together, drawing and revising at the same time.
Wen Yongman was about to come in to find them, but before he could even enter, Wen Yongnan grabbed him and took him to the kitchen to help.
It made him very depressed.
Wen Zhenyi looked at the various things drawn on the drawing, confirmed that nothing was missing, and then smiled with satisfaction.
Chen Hanxing looked at the things on the drawing: "Is this for making popsicles?"
"Some are for making popsicles, and some are for making snacks." Wen Zhenyi was so happy this morning that he forgot about using the oven today: "Oh no, I forgot to try the oven."
"So anxious?"
"Yesterday Cheng Lesheng told me that he would make some snacks and send them over tomorrow. I almost forgot about it."
"It's still early, I can help."
Wen Zhen put away his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and went to the kitchen to try whether the oven could be used.
Geng Ru and the others saw her come in and said, "We don't need you today."
"Aunt, you really can use me today."
"Why?"
"I have to test my oven today. Tomorrow I have to take my snacks to have them inspected."
"Inspect the goods. What goods?"
"Flower viewing party."
"Okay, whatever you want us to do, we can help."
"Let me take a look first."
Wen Zhenyi went to the warehouse and moved all the useful things to the yard. The younger generations gathered in the yard, ready to see what she was going to do.
Wen Yong looked at the things on the table with curiosity: "Sister, what are you going to do?"
"bread."
Wen Yongman turned to look at the others: "What is bread?"
The others shook their heads. They had never even heard of it, let alone eaten it.
Wen Zhenyi took out the flour, put yeast, sugar, salt and water in a bowl, quickly kneaded the flour into dough, and then poured in some sesame oil and kneaded it quickly.
Cover the basin with a cloth and place it in warm water to ferment for four cups of tea.
"Little Peach, help me cut onions, beans and carrots."
"Okay, how do you cut it?"
"Slice the onion, cut the carrots into florets, and cut the beans into strips."
"Flowers?" Zhu Tao held the knife and didn't know how to start.
"Let me do this." A Xiang stood beside her at some point, holding a small knife in his hand.
Wen Zhenyi smiled and nodded: "Okay."
While the dough was fermenting, she was not idle either and started preparing other things.
She took out purple sweet potato flour and flour. There was not much lard left, so she used sesame oil.
She began to make the water-oil dough and the oil-puff pastry. She mixed the two ingredients separately, kneaded them into dough, and covered them with a cloth to let them ferment for a while.
Wen Zhenyi estimated the time in his mind. The dough that had been fermenting earlier was almost done. "Brother, help me light the oven."
Wen Yongnan nodded and said, "Go to the oven."
Ma Yuruo followed curiously: "Cousin, what is this?"
"This is an oven. I don't know what it's used for. This is my first time using it."
Ma Yuruo looked it up and down, left and right for a long time, but still couldn't figure out what it was used for.
Wen Zhenyi took out the baking tray ordered from the blacksmith shop, rubbed oil on the baking tray, and then spread the fermented dough on it.
Fold both sides again and relax for two cups of tea.
She looked at the shredded carrots made by Zhu Tao and the flowers made by A Xiang. She had to say that A Xiang's knife skills were really good. The small carrot flowers were carved by her so that they looked lifelike.
Ah Xiang handed her the flowers in his hand: "Do you think it's okay?"
“It’s impressive.”
Wen Zhenyi flattened the dough in the baking tray again, pressed out some small indentations with his fingers, and then placed the cut vegetables on top of the dough, forming a beautiful picture.
Sprinkle pepper on it and place some fruit slices on top.
Ma Ruier was stunned: "This is too beautiful."
Wen Zhenyi looked at her and smiled: "I just don't know if it will succeed." As he said that, he came to the oven with the baking tray.
The oven had been burning for quite a while, and I could feel the heat when I came over.
Wen Zhenyi used a few rags to pad her hands and opened the iron door outside the oven. A wave of heat swept over, making the people behind her feel a lot more sweat on their foreheads.
She felt the temperature of the oven and thought it should be good. She pushed the baking tray in and closed the door. "Brother, you can turn the heat to medium."
"Okay, I'll remove some firewood." Wen Yongnan's clothes now felt soaked.
Wen Zhenyi went back to continue making other things.
When they saw her close the iron door, they just ignored her: "Yi Yi, are we just going to stop worrying about it?"
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