But no matter how cunning Yang Weimin is, he still needs to find someone to do things for him, right?
The police officers devised a meticulous action plan, especially having Smiling Tiger keep a close eye on Golden Tiger, who is now Yang Weimin's most reliable person. If Yang Weimin wants to do anything, he really can't avoid him.
Besides the smiling tiger, the police officer also assigned Fatty a task: "The crucial moment has arrived. I don't trust anyone else, I only trust you, Fatty..."
This tone reminded the fat man of his days as a corporate slave in another time and space.
Back then, you didn't need to bring your own lunch to work. There were promises from the boss, gossip from colleagues, food you could do yourself, and even blame shifted in the work group chat... You could have a delicious and satisfying meal, and you couldn't possibly finish it all.
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In the afternoon, Fatty made an excuse to work in the cafeteria for two hours, while Sha Zhu stayed by his side like a fly and wouldn't leave.
"What is this?"
"Get out of the way!"
"Hey, let me tell you, the canteen is my territory now. You're an outsider, what are you trying to do by sneaking into the canteen without my permission? I have to be responsible for the health of our factory workers!"
That son of a bitch is making a mountain out of a molehill again.
The fat man sighed: "Fine, I give up. I'll make a cake, and you can watch if you want."
The fat man took four eggs and skillfully separated the egg whites from the yolks using the two halves of the shells. He then poured the eggs into a bowl and shoved a pair of chopsticks into Sha Zhu's hand, saying, "You bastard, stir!"
Sha Zhu was so angry his nostrils flared, but he still stirred the egg whites quickly. Fatty was watching from the side and said to him, "Keep stirring until there are small bubbles on the surface of the egg whites."
After saying that, he turned around and went to mix flour; no one knew what he was going to do with it.
Sha Zhu had almost finished stirring the egg mixture when he called Fatty over. Fatty came over and added a little salt, a drop of white vinegar, and a spoonful of white sugar, then told Sha Zhu to continue stirring.
After Sha Zhu had beaten the egg mixture until it became thick, Fatty added another spoonful of sugar; he continued beating, adding more sugar, and beating again...
This was repeated until the fat man gently pulled it up with his chopsticks and saw the cream standing upright. Only then did he say to Sha Zhu with satisfaction, "You've learned another trick, you little brat. This is how to make whipped cream. Got it?"
Sha Zhu secretly tasted a little of the so-called light cream and immediately understood: "Xiao Dang will definitely love it!"
Both of them are experts at handling flour, so making a cake without baking powder or butter is no challenge at all.
Who among those born in the 1970s doesn't remember the taste of old-fashioned cakes?
Even in 2023, Fatty still remembered the sweet taste of that sponge-like cake.
Although time changes and memories change, my feelings for cake have remained the same.
The key to making sponge cake is honey.
Secondly, there's the matter of whipping the whole eggs. Especially now that it's winter, you should place a bowl of warm water under the bowl when whipping the eggs; this will make it easier.
Finally, the flour should be sifted; this will make the cake smoother.
So does that mean you can't make a cake without an oven, rice cooker, or microwave?
A living person can't just die from holding their pee, so just steam them!
After the car was installed, the aroma of the cake soon filled the entire kitchen.
Sha Zhu took two breaths and exclaimed, "It smells so good! Young people will definitely love this. Fatty, I suggested you develop your food from the past. If you do this well, it's just as good as your food from the present."
The fat man said to him irritably, "You bumpkin, they call them pastry chefs or Western-style pastry chefs."
Sha Zhu didn't argue, but instead seemed to have a sudden realization: "West Point, no wonder I felt this method wasn't how ordinary people usually do things."
Once the cake was out of the oven, the fat man brought in the frozen cream that had been sitting outside in the freezing cold, and then spread it evenly on the cake.
After spreading the cream over a large area, I made a paper tube, poured the cream into it, and squeezed it out.
Silly Zhu, watching him squeeze out a flower one moment and a peach the next, couldn't resist the urge to try it himself and called Fatty to let him try too.
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When I got home in the afternoon, it started snowing heavily.
The snow fell heavier and heavier, and in the blurred vision, only his home made him feel warm and cozy.
He had just called out from the doorway, "Wife."
Then we heard Chen Mengqi run over, calling out, "Daddy!"
Suddenly, the door opened, and the little girl pounced on him like a cannonball. The fat man raised his hands, letting her hug his waist.
The little girl has grown taller again; she can now easily wrap her arms around his waist. Last year, she could only reach his legs. Sigh, she's grown up so quickly.
The chubby man affectionately pinched her little cheek. A radiant smile spread across his face, from the corners of his lips to the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, even down to the strands of his hair, his whole body radiating a sense of comfort.
Once inside, as soon as he locked the door, Yu Li came up and took the things from his hands. She then helped him take off his hat, untied his scarf, and removed his coat, and even brushed a few snowflakes from his hair.
Then Chen Yan poured him a cup of hot water and said, "Come and have a sip of something hot, don't catch a chill."
When they were little, every time Fatty came back from running around outside, Chen Yan would stop him from drinking anything cold: "Drink something hot, or you'll choke on the wind."
The fat man added some warm water to the basin, washed his face and hands, sat down at the table, and looked at the food on the table: "So lavish!"
Chen Yan winked and said, "Have you forgotten? What day is it today?"
The fat man chuckled, "How could I forget? Wait, I'll show you something good!"
After saying that, he got up and took the cardboard box from before, and also grabbed an extra item.
Yu Li and Chen Yan were both curious: "What are they?"
The fat man kept everyone in suspense: "Don't rush." He then handed the smaller item to Yu Li.
Yu Li slowly opened it and saw that it was a mirror.
Surprisingly, in this day and age, a vanity mirror with a bright silver metal frame and legs for support is considered a luxury item.
Even when filming "Investiture of the Gods," there was a scene where Duan Jifa and the Queen went into the cave where the monster was sealed to retrieve the demon-revealing mirror. The demon-revealing mirror they retrieved is the one that Yu Li is holding now.
Yu Li absolutely adored it, admiring herself in the mirror from every angle.
Chen Yan angrily tried to snatch it, but Yu Li dodged her: "If you're envious, then ask Shi Bowen to buy you one too!"
Isn't this just rubbing salt in the wound? Chen Yan hugged Chen Mengqi angrily, her lips pouting so much they could drip sesame oil.
Chen Mengqi, a little girl, doesn't know anything about dressing up yet. She impatiently said to her father, "Let's eat!"
The chubby boy said to her, "Today is Mom's birthday. What should we do on her birthday?"
Chen Mengqi remembered her own birthday celebration before and said, "Sing a birthday song!"
The idea of singing a birthday song, which was quite ahead of its time, was also created by Fatty, who taught his family to sing it line by line.
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