It is for this reason that Zhou Yu taught the little ones the steps of rolling out the dough.
It’s just dough anyway, even if you don’t roll it out well, you can put it back into the oven and redo it.
It's just a waste of time.
After dividing the dough, Zhou Yu sprinkled some flour on the chopping board.
After making sure the dough would not stick to the cutting board, he began to knead it regularly.
In just a few moments, the dough turned into a long strip as thick as an adult's thumb.
The little kid next to him couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this: "Wow~ It's amazing~ Little one, I want to play too~"
"Sizi, we are cooking, not playing~"
Upon hearing this, Chengyang quickly reminded him.
But the little kid with an excited face couldn't possibly take her words to heart.
Before Zhou Yu could respond, the little girl grabbed the dough on another chopping board.
The little guy thought the dough in his hand would be very obedient.
Even before she started, she had imagined the dough being flattened and rounded in her hands, becoming the same perfect shape as Zhou Yu's.
Unexpectedly, as soon as her chubby little hands touched the dough, she felt something was wrong.
Why is this dough still sticky?
Oh, not only is it sticky, but why does it also get so long when you pull it?
By the way, Xiao Nianjun seems to be using this kind of strength.
But...but why is all the dough stuck to the cutting board?
Seeing that the dough was becoming increasingly disobedient, the little boy could only ask Zhou Yu for help with a bitter face: "Little Nianjun, why won't the dough listen to me?"
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