Han Zeyu, who couldn't sit still, saw the oven and kiln standing side by side in the backyard, and suddenly decided to make a batch of cake molds.
A square bowl with a narrow bottom and a wide mouth, a fat carp bowl, and a small bowl with flower patterns. Forgive Han Zeyu's touching painting skills, it's already very good that he can come up with these shapes.
Originally he wanted to make a tiger-shaped bowl, but after fiddling with it for a long time he almost made a Hello Kitty one.
But it wasn't a complete failure. Su Shien thought he looked ugly, so she hugged him from behind and held his hand, letting Han Zeyu experience the feeling of "Ghost".
Su Shien asked Han Zeyu, what kind of story is this, are the two of them playing in the mud together?
Han Zeyu secretly cursed the other party for being unromantic, and after simplifying and summarizing the beautiful movie plot, she told it to her husband.
After finishing his speech, Han Zeyu felt annoyed. He didn't have much romantic sense, and his speech was dry and he couldn't grasp the mood at all.
But unexpectedly, Su Shien actually listened to it, and was suddenly filled with inspiration. He went to the study and wrote furiously, instantly forgetting his little wife.
Han Zeyu gnashed his teeth and roared, "You're going to take the imperial examination and become an official. You can't fill your head with storybook material. It'll affect your IQ!"
It's over. The little wife turned into a Tyrannosaurus Rex. Su Shien quickly said that he understood and would go read a book later.
Han Zeyu thought to himself, "You know nothing! If you don't pass the imperial examination, I'll skin you alive."
After the molds were baked, Yumo took two of them to use as water bowls, one for her and one for Yuanyuan.
Han Zeyu was speechless. Was he such a failure? Was his shaping ability so poor?
Everything is ready except the egg beater. This is not a problem for Han Zeyu. He calls Tiezhu and the two begin to compete to see who can beat the egg liquid first.
Old-fashioned cakes only require four ingredients: flour, sugar, eggs and peanut oil.
It would be great if they could get some cow's milk or goat's milk, but unfortunately there were no dairy cows in their village, only two oxen for plowing, and not a single sheep.
Han Zeyu looked dimly at the mule and the dog in the barn.
The sterile mule lowered his head in shame.
Menzi was so angry but dared not say anything, he was facing the wall to reflect on his mistakes, but in fact he wanted to turn around and face someone with his butt.
It's a donkey. Some people are really crazy and unreasonable.
Han Zeyu sighed. These two useless things failed at the critical moment.
It is much more difficult to beat whole egg liquid than egg white. The two of them beat the egg liquid quickly, mechanically and clang-clang-clang-clang-clang, which attracted the attention of the Han family, and they all ran over to watch.
After a while, Tiezhu shook his numb arms and sincerely admired his master's arm strength.
Pour the batter into the pan and place in the preheated oven.
A quarter of an hour later, a sweet smell came out from the cracks in the oven, making people's mouths water.
A quarter of an hour later, the golden old-fashioned cake was freshly baked. Its fragrance could be smelled not only for miles but also to the next yard.
I couldn't wait to break open a small cake. Although it was hot, it was still delicious. The sweet taste was exactly what I remembered.
The children were drooling with greed, but they didn't dare to go up and take it, mainly because they were afraid of getting beaten.
The cake can only be removed from the mold after it has cooled down. After all, this is not an iron baking tray, let alone a silicone mold. It has nothing to do with earth-related supernatural powers, and he can't make it.
After a long wait, everyone finally ate the baked cake they had been longing for. What a delicacy it was! It was so delicious. It was obviously baked, but it had a soft texture, like biting on a cloud.
Wang Qin was so happy that she wanted to cry. She must be the happiest pregnant woman in the area and would not accept any rebuttal.
"Brother Yu, you are so smart! This cake will definitely sell for a good price.
Han Zeyu was shocked when he heard this, and immediately ran to the study to write a letter to his good brother.
Su Shien swallowed the cake in his mouth and reached out to take another piece, considering it as compensation for mental damage.
Sure enough, in the evening, Su Shien started copying again. The opening was still the same old cliché, the familiar formula: "From my dear friend Lin Jing, I am glad to hear from you. It is like seeing you in person..."
Su Shien corrected the typos and helped him reorganize his words, thinking helplessly, "How dare you write something like 'seeing the person'? If this dog-crawling handwriting could be even one-tenth as good as my own, I wouldn't have to worry so much about it."
Han Zeyu wanted to sell the cake recipe to Lin Jing. In addition to changing the shape of the cake, he could also add a little jam as a filling.
The next day, Han Zeyu taught his mother how to bake a cake. Zhao watched carefully and wrote down all the steps so that she could understand them.
Han Zeyu taught her Arabic numerals so that she could record ingredients and proportions.
Someone like Zhao, who is not very literate, is more likely to accept new knowledge because she can avoid the problem of correction and cognitive bias.
Su Shien also came to learn from Han Zeyu, but was caught red-handed. Teacher Han asked someone to pay an audit fee.
Someone was particularly tactful and offered a kiss, in return for which Teacher Han shyly attacked with an iron fist.
Zhao was too lazy to look up. It had been almost half a year, and the warmth of the relationship should have worn off. However, it was good that the young couple was in love, although it was a bit "disturbing".
Tiezhu was entrusted with an important task. He rushed to the provincial capital with freshly baked cakes. While ensuring his own safety, he wanted Lin Jing to taste Han Ji's new products as soon as possible.
Tiezhu had ridden in a carriage driven by his master, and the lightning-fast ride was truly fascinating.
Tiezhu was extremely excited to be out on his own for the first time. He also discovered that his riding skills were quite good, as if he had ridden horses frequently before. However, he had never ridden a horse in the Su Mansion! He was really puzzled.
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Han Zeyu decided to make a few more batches of cakes and bring some with him when he went to the Su Mansion for the New Year. This could also be considered a gift.
Speaking of gifts, Han Zeyu remembered something. Didn’t Su Yunzhu say that she was going to get engaged? Why did she suddenly stop making any moves?
Su Shi'en actually knew something about this. The man who was engaged to Su Yunzhu was the second son of the Zhang family. His family was a respectable scholarly family, and they were relatives of the third-rank official in the capital.
This New Year, I heard that the family of that adult would return home to worship their ancestors and inform them that the group would pass through Qingshan County.
Han Zeyu understood that he wanted to wait for the lady to come to save the situation, so he postponed the engagement date and chose a new auspicious day.
As expected, when faced with real interests, the auspicious days that are highly praised by everyone have to give way to them.
Tiezhu didn't rest much along the way, and finally set foot on the provincial capital again before the city gate was about to close.
The horse is almost exhausted. This master and servant never do anything. If you are so powerful, why do you just walk here by yourselves? Why are you riding on me?
Menzi was right. Being an animal for their family was truly unfortunate.
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