Ah~
Lu Wu yawned, rubbing the tears welling up in her eyes, and squatted in the early morning darkness, feeling drowsy.
She hadn't gotten up this early in a long time.
At this hour, in this remote place, apart from Lou Xiaotian who insisted on coming with her, even the two little ones were still fast asleep in the cave.
In the overwhelming silence of the night, Lu Wu could hear the sound of waves crashing outside Xiaohai Village.
The waves surged forward, layer upon layer, like a lullaby.
Ah~
Lou Xiaotian caught the yawn and slapped his cheeks, trying to look more energetic.
"Boss Lu, could you teach me how to make fried dough sticks?"
He had eaten pancakes before, but they didn't taste the same as the ones Boss Lu had described.
Lou Xiaotian, who thought making pancakes was very simple, wanted to try it himself to satisfy his craving.
"Sure."
The stall sign has been updated, now reading: Yo yo check it out, bring me a set of fried fruit pancakes.
The system's perverse sense of humor remains unchanged.
[...]
Lou Xiaotian couldn't understand it, but he felt that the sentence had a unique charm.
Pork tenderloin pancakes, ham pancakes, and the main attraction: secret-recipe spicy mini spicy strip pancakes.
Each of these three types costs twenty low-grade spirit stones.
The food stall was adorned with luminous pearls, making it very bright.
Lu Wu had initially considered hanging lanterns, but the thought of a stall with blood-red lanterns hanging like a ghost in the dead of night, swaying precariously in the wind, seemed like the grim reaper coming to claim lives.
When diners see this, they'll probably flee in panic.
It was too terrifying, so I had to give up.
The soft light emitted by the pearl dispelled the darkness of the night.
The batter for pancakes is easy to make, and the ingredients are very simple, just mung bean flour and wheat flour.
Place a clean large bowl on the work surface, mix the two types of flour together in a 2:1 ratio, and then add an appropriate amount of water to make a batter of moderate consistency.
"Wait, wait..."
Upon hearing this, Lou Xiaotian quickly called for a stop.
"How much is 'appropriate'? And what does 'moderate' mean?"
These two estimating terms left Lou Xiaotian feeling dizzy.
"Um……"
After thinking hard for a moment, Lu Wu affirmed, "It's all about feeling."
She felt that strictly adhering to exact measurements for each ingredient robbed her of the joy of cooking freely.
"Feeling" works very well; I've never had a mistake.
Seeing Lu Wu's overconfident appearance, Lou Xiaotian began to doubt his own intelligence.
Could this be the difference between an ordinary person and a god? Otherwise, how could he not understand?
"Keep going, keep going."
Lou Xiaotian urged.
Once the batter is prepared, it only needs to be left to rest for a while.
Lu Wu lit the stove, and the specially made large flat-bottomed pancake pan was scorching hot in no time.
Lu Wu brushed a thin layer of oil on top to prevent it from sticking to the bottom.
As she was about to pour the batter, she caught a glimpse of Lou Xiaotian's focused expression out of the corner of her eye, paused, and then said, "Why don't you give it a try?"
"OK."
Lou Xiaotian, feeling confident in his skills, gave Lu Wu a look that said "wait and see," then took the spoon and poured a large spoonful of batter onto the pan.
Too much.
Before Lu Wu could even speak, seeing the large lump of batter, the other person excitedly grabbed a spatula and began to "spread" the batter evenly.
"It's the same principle as women applying rouge and powder, right?"
Lou Xiaotian had some insights.
As the batter is baked at high temperature, it begins to solidify.
He tried to imitate Lu Wu's effortless skill by quickly flipping his wrist, but ended up accidentally tearing the pancake.
What should have been a round, flatbread turned into a pile of mushy junk.
The atmosphere was a little awkward.
"This is your first time making it, it's not bad."
While Teacher Lu was offering encouragement, she was actually thinking about how to refuse Lou Xiaotian's offer of the pancake without hurting his self-esteem.
"Well, next we're going to add eggs, right?"
He planned to use the egg liquid to glue the pancakes back together.
As Lou Xiaotian cracked the egg, his technique remained clumsy and uneven. He applied too much force with the scraper, resulting in either a torn pancake or a clump of undercooked egg liquid.
"Sesame seeds, you can sprinkle sesame seeds and chopped green onions on top."
Customers who love cilantro can ask the pancake vendor to add more.
"Okay."
Just sprinkle some sesame seeds; anyone with hands can do it.
Lou Xiaotian picked up the jar containing sesame seeds, shook it, and tried to control the amount of sesame seeds that spilled by using the strength of his wrist.
Splash!
Tiny sesame seeds gathered into a stream, leaping down from the sky and piling up into a small mountain on the pancake.
Looking at the sesame seeds that had been consumed by one-tenth, Lu Wu reflected on himself. Perhaps it wasn't that the other party's method was wrong, but rather that he couldn't keep up with their train of thought.
Why isn't a sesame pancake a pancake?
Unfortunately, there were too many sesame seeds, so they couldn't stick together.
Lou Xiaotian secretly used magic to remove the extra sesame seeds.
"You can flip it over now."
Seeing the other party's self-deceptive trick, Lu Wu was tormented.
Flip the pancake over so that the side with the egg mixture is facing down and slowly cook it over low heat.
Lu Wu prepared two flavors for the pancakes: sweet chili sauce and ketchup.
"I want something sweet and spicy."
It's both sweet and spicy, and just hearing about it is addictive.
Then Lou Xiaotian tilted the jar of tomato sauce upside down.
Gaa gaa gaa...
The air felt a little heavy. Lou Xiaotian opened his mouth and smelled the sweet aroma of tomatoes to comfort himself.
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