But after trying it himself, Su Xuanhe was surprised to find that the seemingly simple movements were awkward no matter how he did them. The dough felt very obedient in his sister's hands, round when he asked it to be round, and flat when he asked it to be flat.
As a result, when the same piece of dough fell into my hands, I would either tear it into two pieces, or press it into a pancake and stick to the panel, or it would get all over my hands.
If he had not just seen his elder sister divide the dough into two, Su Xuanhe would definitely have thought that Su Qingluan had secretly kneaded another "obedient dough".
"Sister, why do I always tear the dough apart? Or it sticks to my hands and I can't tear it off..." Su Xuanhe complained, feeling a little aggrieved, "This dough is bullying!"
Su Qingluan burst out laughing at her brother's childish talk. "How did the dough bully you? It's because your movements and strength are wrong. Kneading dough requires strength, but not too much. Besides, your left hand is just a support and can't move the dough back and forth. Don't compete with your other hand and use your strength in different directions. Otherwise, the dough will definitely break."
Su Xuanhe was very surprised: "Sister, you are amazing! You didn't even see me kneading the dough, but you described my posture and strength exactly!"
Su Qingluan pretended to be mysterious on the surface: "Don't you see who your elder sister is!" But in her heart she was crying: Why is she so skilled? Isn't it because she made various mistakes in kneading dough in her previous life and was scolded by her master?
Oh, it brings tears to my eyes just talking about it!
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