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According to Du Heng's estimate, he had 36 kilograms of egg liquid, but when he weighed it using the scale of the cultivation world, it became 22.5 kilograms. May I ask, how much flour, sugar, and oil does he need?
According to Du Heng's original calculation, he still needed about 30 kilograms of flour, 18 kilograms of sugar, and 2.5 kilograms of cooking oil. However, due to the inconsistency of measurement, all weights had to be recalculated.
In an era without calculators, this question was enough to make Du Heng dizzy. Du Heng found a stick and scratched on the ground: "30 divided by 1.6..."
Before Du Heng could figure it out, he heard Xiaoxiao chirping something. Xuan Yu translated beside him, "Xiaoxiao said eighteen and three quarters."
Du Heng was shocked. The chickens were faster than him in counting. He almost burst into tears. But he cheered up soon after. He smiled and said, "Then let's count it as 18 kilograms! It doesn't matter if it's a little more or less."
After Xiaoxiao's careful calculations, Du Heng re-calculated the weight of sugar and oil he needed. He still needed eleven kilograms of sugar and one and a half kilograms of oil.
After calculating, Du Heng quickly weighed the materials he needed. He first added starch to the ordinary flour to get the low-gluten flour he wanted. Then he weighed the sugar and oil he wanted.
Seeing the sugar piled up into a small mountain in the wooden basin, Feng Gui was disgusted again: "Hey, so much sugar, can I eat it?"
Du Heng smiled and said, "Of course it's edible. You'll know when it's ready."
Du Heng prepared a large wooden barrel, which was even larger than the one he used to make rice wine. When beating the egg liquid, a larger space is needed so that it is easier to operate. He poured three basins of eggs and sugar into it, and immediately there was half a barrel of egg liquid in the barrel.
He looked at the big monsters in the kitchen and said, "I need a very strong and fast master to help me stir the egg liquid."
He could beat the egg liquid for a small amount, but he couldn't do it for a large amount. But there were so many laborers around, wouldn't it be a pity not to use them?
Du Heng made a wooden brush for beating eggs. Although it is called a brush, it is different from the traditional brush. It looks more like a wooden version of a modern egg beater. However, this brush is quite long. After all, the egg liquid needs to be beaten into a paste in a half-person-high wooden barrel. If it is made too small, it will not be very practical.
When hearing that he had to work hard, Jing Nan was the first to avoid it: "Don't look for me, I'm too lazy to move."
Du Heng had not expected Jing Nan to take action. When he was about to look at Xuan Yu, he heard Yun Zheng and Lao Dao talking: "We should be able to do this."
Du Heng's eyes were full of stars. He handed the wooden brush in his hand to Yun Zheng. He also flattered him: "Old Yun is obviously a hermit, and Old Dao, I know you have the ability."
Look at the tendons on Yun Zheng’s arms. Such a shape is perfect for beating eggs!
Du Heng's flattery made Yun Zheng's old face blush. Yun Zheng asked respectfully: "Excuse me, are there any precautions? Is there any secret method when stirring the egg liquid?"
Du Heng was stunned: "No, there is no trick. Just stir it quickly and evenly. Because sugar is added to it, when it is stirred well, the color of the egg liquid will become milky yellow and thick." This is a purely physical behavior and has nothing to do with chemistry.
Yun Zheng solemnly picked up the wooden brush. The four-foot-long brush looked like a toy in his hand. A light flashed in Yun Zheng's eyes, and he started stirring the wooden barrel with the brush. He was so fast that the brush left an afterimage. Yun Zheng shouted in a particularly powerful voice: "Ah————"
Du Heng felt that his vision was really accurate. Yun Zheng was like a human egg beater! With this speed and frequency, it would probably take less than a cup of tea to stir the egg properly, right?
The egg yolk and egg white in the egg liquid are stirred and gradually blended with the sugar. The color of the egg liquid in the wooden barrel slowly changes from light yellow to milky yellow.
While Yun Zheng was beating the eggs, Du Heng was preparing the molds for baking the cakes. There were no molds in the furnace provided by Feng Gui, so he had to make them on the spot. But this was not a problem for Du Heng. During this period, he used the wood-inducing talismans and iron-inducing talismans the most, so it was easy for him to make dozens of molds.
Du Heng first made an iron clamp that could be placed in the furnace for baking. Du Heng originally wanted to carefully measure the size of the furnace's entrance so that he could customize the iron frame. As a result, Xuan Yu said, "There is a formation in the furnace, so you don't have to worry about not being able to put your things in."
Du Heng felt that he was nothing in front of the monks. So why should he worry about it? He directly threw the work of making the frame and mold to Xuan Yu: "Xuan Yu, can you help me do it?"
Du Heng told Xuan Yu the grill and mold style he wanted, and Xuan Yu nodded. Then he pinched the iron charm between his index finger and the tip of his finger, and a four-foot-high and four-foot-wide iron rack appeared in front of him.
The iron rack has ten layers, with two layers of grids in the middle, which can hold four rows of baking molds at the same time. Each layer of the iron rack is ten inches high, so that the molds will not be too crowded after being placed in.
Xuan Yu's hand flashed with inspiration again, and a mold for pouring egg liquid appeared in front of Du Heng. Each mold was four feet long and less than one foot wide, just enough to fit on the grill.
There are circular grooves on the mold, each as big as a palm. There are three grooves on a mold horizontally and twelve rows vertically. Such a mold can bake 36 egg cakes.
After making the first mold, Xuan Yu asked Du Heng: "Is it like this?"
Du Heng was so moved that he almost cried. What kind of little angel was Xuan Yu? How could he be so considerate? He thought that with his poor ability to express himself, Xuan Yu could not understand what he wanted. But Xuan Yu's first finished product turned out to be so good!
Du Heng nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, that's it, great!"
Xuan Yu said: "Then I will continue to make it in this style."
At this moment, Du Heng suddenly had an idea: "Xuan Yu, can you make these grooves into the shape of flowers?" Du Heng dipped his fingers into Feng Gui's teacup and drew a simple flower shape with five petals on the table: "Just like this, can you do it?"
Feng Gui was about to reach out to pick up the teacup:...
Jing Nan laughed so hard that she covered her belly: "Hahahaha!! Calm down, you'll get used to it."
Feng Gui sighed, "When you first came to the village, you were such a cautious person. Now you even dare to tease me."
Xuan Yu looked at the pattern and said, "It's very simple."
Du Heng's eyes started to sparkle again: "Then... can you make other styles? For example... a little chicken? A little bear?"
Xuan Yu frowned slightly: "Chicken?"
He looked at Xiaoxiao and the two chicks playing next to Xiaoxiao, then said hesitantly, "I... will give it a try."
Du Heng said, "It doesn't have to be exactly the same, as long as the appearance is similar. I'll draw a pattern for you, can you take a look?"
As he spoke, Du Heng dipped his tea into Feng Gui's teacup. He drew a cute little chicken shape on the table. It had a round head and was very adorable.
In addition to drawing the chicks, he also drew simple versions of bears and rabbits. The tea printed four very cute patterns on the dining table, and Xiaoxiao was very satisfied.
Xuan Yu smiled when he saw the four patterns: "I'll try it, it shouldn't be a problem." He thought Du Heng asked him to make a real chicken!
Jing Nan poked Feng Gui's waist: "Have you noticed that the snacks Du Heng makes are the same as he is? They are silly and cute?"
Feng Gui said, "How should I know? I've only eaten egg yolk pastry."
Du Heng was unhappy when he heard this: "Spit out the Sanding Bun you just ate."
Feng Gui immediately lowered his head and drank his tea. He didn't want to vomit, but he couldn't.
At this time, Yun Zheng finally stopped shouting, and he asked Du Heng: "Mr. Du, come and take a look, is this feasible?"
Du Heng hurried to the wooden barrel, and saw that it was half filled with milky white egg liquid. The egg liquid was better than Du Heng had imagined! At this time, the egg liquid could be easily hung on the wooden brush.
Du Heng nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay! You can add the flour now!"
The low-gluten flour should be sifted before adding it to the egg liquid to remove the large pieces, so that the egg batter will be smooth.
Du Heng found a fine bamboo sieve and carefully sifted all the flour that needed to be added. Then he carried the wooden basin to the wooden barrel, picked up a wooden spoon and carefully scooped a large spoonful of flour and sprinkled it evenly on the egg liquid: "Lao Yun, can you help me stir it evenly?"
Yun Zheng gave a thumbs up: "No problem!"
With Yun Zheng's help, the originally complicated process became simple, and soon Du Heng got a large bucket of evenly stirred egg and flour mixture. At this time, just add the last soybean oil and stir evenly, and you're done!
Lao Dao patted Yun Zheng on the shoulder and said, "Lao Yun, let me do it." Yun Zheng handed the wooden brush to Lao Dao and said, "Okay, you try it, it's quite fun."
Du Heng was in a state of panic. If he were asked to do this process, he would have collapsed by now. And the two demon cultivators actually said it was fun? ? The endurance of demon cultivators was really terrifying.
Xuan Yu quickly finished the molds and showed them to Du Heng: "How is it?"
Du Heng looked at the mold. He didn't know what the finished product would look like, but the mold looked really exquisite.
After cleaning the mold, brush a thin layer of oil in each groove where the batter needs to be poured. Everyone helped with this process, after all, it is the easiest process. As long as you turn your spirit, you can finish it.
After brushing the mold with oil, pour 80% of the batter into the mold, then you can place the mold on the grill and send it into the oven!
Jing Nan was a little confused: "Why not fill the mold with batter?"
Du Heng and Xuan Yu put the batter-filled mold back on the grill and explained, "Because the cake will grow after baking, if it is filled up, it will overflow the mold."
Jing Nan suddenly realized: "So that's how it is. I understand."
The oven doesn't need to be preheated in advance, just put it in directly. Du Heng stood in front of the oven, he wanted to see how the formation worked, how could the oven fit a grill that was bigger than it looked?
As a result, when Xuan Yu put the grill into the oven, the oven suddenly became larger! Xuan Yu easily put the grill in and closed the oven door.
Du Heng: ...I see. Isn't this operation exactly the same as the one on his stove? He is really stupid.
Xuan Yu asked: "How long does it take to bake?"
Obviously, one oven cannot bake all the egg liquid in a wooden barrel, so they have to bake another oven.
Du Heng said: "It will take about the time of a stick of incense." A stick of incense is equivalent to fifteen minutes, so this should be enough time.
Time passed quickly until noon. The group of people in the kitchen had eaten a lot of Sanding Buns in the morning, so they were not very hungry at this time. They chatted and drank tea in the kitchen, looking very relaxed.
After an incense stick, Xuan Yu opened the door of the stove, and a sweet and rich cake aroma emanated. The people in the kitchen immediately stopped what they were doing, and they all turned their heads to look at the grill.
Chonghua sniffed: "It smells so good~"
He had never smelled such a fragrance before, it was sweet, and it seemed to penetrate into his body through his pores. Every cell in his body was clamoring - he wanted to eat it!
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The baked cakes are golden in color. If you hold the mold upside down on the table, the cake inside will fall onto the table intact. Cakes of various shapes exude a sweet smell on the table. Some are like small flowers, some are in the shape of chickens, bears, and rabbits, and the most common is the most primitive cup shape.
Xiaoxiao held a round cake in his hands, and a trembling chirp of surprise came out of his mouth. He looked at Du Heng with sparkling eyes, and Du Heng nodded: "Eat it!"
Xiaoxiao bit off half of the cake in one bite. The soft cake had just come out of the oven, and the crust was still a little crispy. It tasted fragrant, sweet and soft in her mouth. It was like holding a cloud in her mouth, and the taste of happiness exploded in her mouth. Xiaoxiao hummed a little tune: "Chi~~"
Lao Dao and his friends were big, so the golden cake looked a little small in their hands. The cake had a golden crust, but when it was broken open, the inside was golden and full of honeycomb-like pores.
Du Heng took an egg cake and broke it open. He gave half to Xuan Yu: "Want to try it?"
Xuan Yu took half the flower and half the cake and took a bite. He raised his eyebrows and said, "It's delicious." He liked the taste, which was very similar to the feeling of Du Heng in his heart.
Xuan Yu was a very restrained person. Normally, he would only eat a little before it was time for a meal. But this time, after the cakes came out of the oven, he ate one after another, and only stopped after eating about five.
Du Heng thought that he probably knew what kind of food Xuan Yu liked. Although Xuan Yu said that he liked everything he made, judging from his preference for cakes, he probably liked sweets.
I really didn't realize that Xuan Yu, such an ascetic handsome guy, actually likes the same things that young girls like.
Du Heng had already started imagining it in his mind. On a warm afternoon, Xuan Yu sat on a small stool in the yard, with a milk tea cake in front of him. He held the handle of the teacup with his slender fingers, took a sip and smiled like a girl...
Du Heng felt like he was going blind, and he still thought Xuan Yu, who was good at cleaning the large intestine, was better.
But he thought that he would find a way to make more pastries in the future. Since Xuan Yu liked it, why not do it?
Chonghua and his friends ate one after another, and finally stopped eating after they started to burp. Big men like Yun Zheng and Lao Dao were full, and it was their first time to eat soft cake, and they all thought it was quite novel. Not to mention people, even small animals had eaten until their bellies were round, and when Xiao Wonton burped, he smelled of cake.
There is no need to cook at noon, everyone can just eat cakes and buns to fill their stomachs.
Du Heng ate two buns and two small cakes, and he didn't feel hungry at all. Since there were many people around, he made some extra dough and made buns for the whole afternoon.
The whole day, everyone was immersed in the sweet smell of steamed buns and baked cakes, which only dissipated after Du Heng cleaned up the kitchen and went to take a bath. Everyone talked and laughed together, took a bun when they saw it was ready, and ate a cake when they saw it was ready. As a result, not only did they miss lunch, but they also missed dinner.
There were a lot of cakes and buns in Du Heng's refrigerator, so he thought he wouldn't have to worry about snacks next time.
With an oven at home, Du Heng can create more dishes. When he was sitting on the bed, drying his hair and thinking about what to cook, Xuan Yu came in.
Seeing Du Heng's disheveled hair, Xuan Yu took the towel from Du Heng's hand and helped him wipe his hair. Du Heng's hair was waist-length and thick. Every time he washed his hair, he felt like a long-haired cat. Fortunately, his hair was quite smooth. If it was rough and tangled, Du Heng would definitely go crazy. His biggest headache was always waiting for his hair to dry. He finally understood the girls' troubles. When he was in college, the girls in his class always complained about how troublesome it was to go out and wash their hair.
Xuan Yu's fingers passed through Du Heng's long hair. Every time his fingers passed, Du Heng's hair became a little drier.
Du Heng squinted his eyes and sniffed the fragrance on Xuan Yu's body. He felt a little strange: "Xuan Yu, why does the smell of our bath beans differ from the smell on you?"
The bath beans in his house were made by Jing Nan, and they had several scents, including floral and fruity scents, but not the cold scent that Xuan Yu was wearing. Du Heng even suspected that Xuan Yu was using different bath beans to take a bath, but he made a special observation and found that Xuan Yu was using the same bath beans as him.
Why did he look like a freshly peeled orange after washing, but Xuan Yu smelled so good? It wasn't fair.
Xuan Yu chuckled, the sound coming from his chest. His voice was particularly intoxicating. Xuan Yu said, "This should be the breath of a demon cultivator. Whether it is covered or not, the original smell cannot be covered."
Du Heng understood a little: "Is this the evil spirit they are talking about?"
In the TV series from Du Heng's hometown, there is always a demon hunter who jumps out from the corner when the demon and the hero and heroine are entangled and shouts: "Hey! I can smell your demonic aura from ten miles away!"
Could it be that the demonic aura on Xuan Yu is the legendary one?
Du Heng still had a piece of the Demon-Resisting Wall on him, which was given to him by Yun Zhonghe. It allowed him to evade the detection of some monks, but it was useless in front of the big monster.
Xuan Yu thought for a moment: "Demonic energy? I think it's just an ordinary breath..."
Du Heng looked at Xuan Yu with some curiosity: "Xuan Yu, Xuan Yu, what race of demon cultivator are you from?"
Xuan Yu looked at Du Heng deeply: "In our clan, spying on the other party's demon form will have two results. One result is to become a Taoist couple, and the other result is to be devoured."
Du Heng's smile froze in an instant, and he said aggrievedly: "Then I won't ask anymore..."
Whether he becomes a Taoist partner with Xuan Yu or is swallowed, these are consequences he does not want to bear now.
Xuan Yu saw that Du Heng was a little depressed, so he changed the subject and asked, "What were you thinking about when you came in just now?"
Du Heng immediately became excited: "Didn't Feng Gui send a roasting oven today? We can roast chicken, duck and rabbit!"
Speaking of rabbits, Du Heng suddenly remembered something: "By the way, are those eight rabbits from last time still there?"
The evil beast had destroyed his kitchen and refrigerator, so he took advantage of the beast's drunkenness to chop eight large rabbits. Xuan Yu and his friends picked up the remaining rabbits, and Du Heng didn't know if they were still there. If they were, he could roast one and eat it.
Xuan Yu smiled and said, "It's left for you. What? Do you want to use the beast in your cooking?"
Du Heng licked his lips and said happily, "The roasted rabbit is pretty good. Shall we roast it tomorrow?"
Xuan Yu's hand brushed across Du Heng's scalp, and Du Heng felt a tingling sensation running across his head. He couldn't help but shrink his neck: "Is it done?"
Xuan Yu nodded, and he rubbed Du Heng's head again: "Well, it's all done."
Du Heng's hair was especially smooth after washing, he scratched it a few times, then yawned and prepared to climb into bed. At this time, the sound of knocking on the window sounded again, Du Heng walked to the window and opened the curtain to see Xiao Xiao squatting outside the window, looking angry.
Don’t look at it, it’s obvious that he is angry with Feng Gui again.
Du Heng opened the window with great joy: "Isn't Xiaoxiao going to sleep with Fenggui today?"
Xiaoxiao was so angry that he jumped up and down. He protested for a while, then jumped in through the window and got into Du Heng's bed.
Du Heng smiled with his hands in his pockets until his eyes were slitted: "Feng Gui is really your nemesis. I thought you two would reconcile after he stopped forcing you to eat caterpillars, but I didn't know he had so many tricks up his sleeve."
Although Xiaoxiao couldn't transform, she didn't miss anything she needed to learn. Xiaoxiao told Du Heng the decimals he couldn't figure out today. Only then did Du Heng realize that Xiaoxiao had a lot to learn at home, and the brief history of the demon world was just a drop in the bucket.
Xiaoxiao wrapped herself in the quilt angrily, with only her head sticking out.
Du Heng climbed onto the bed and lay beside him. He reached out and touched Xiaoxiao's round belly: "Don't be angry with your uncle. If it weren't for you, your uncle wouldn't have to work so hard."
After being in the village for so long, Du Heng also understood that Feng Gui was a big monster, there was no doubt about that. He could have called the shots in the big city of the monster world, but in order to give Xiao Xiao a simple and friendly living environment, he deliberately gave up the big city and ran to this small valley.
Xiaoxiao turned around and buried her head in Du Heng's arms. He chirped twice. Du Heng didn't understand what Xiaoxiao was saying, so Xuan Yu translated, "Xiaoxiao said he doesn't want to transform."
Du Heng sighed, he hugged Xiaoxiao and said earnestly: "Xiaoxiao, everything depends on chance. When the chance comes, you should transform. If the time is not right, then wait slowly. Transformation is very important for demon cultivators, how can you say such words out of anger?"
Xiaoxiao chirped a few times in a low voice, and Xuan Yu said, "Xiaoxiao said that he won't be able to transform in this lifetime anyway. Let him be a happy little monster for the rest of his life. He won't live long anyway, so why should uncle put so much pressure on him?"
Du Heng felt so distressed after hearing this that he hugged Xiaoxiao and caressed her for a long time. Finally, he kissed Xiaoxiao on the forehead: "Xiaoxiao, I understand your feelings. I also understand your uncle's feelings. You are Feng Gui's only relative. The life span of demon cultivators is very long. Just think about it, if you are gone, Feng Gui will be very sad.
"Yes, Feng Gui did put a lot of pressure on you, but it's just like he said. He tried many methods and finally chose the one he thought was best for you. Maybe it's difficult for you. But don't give up, okay?
"If you give up now, you can live an easy life now, but what about the future? You will die alone in the future, and your uncle will live alone in the world. Don't you feel sorry for your uncle?
"Think about it, your uncle has never lowered his expectations of you. He still hopes that you will get better one day in the future. He is working hard, and you should also work hard. Let's work hard together, okay?"
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Du Heng lifted Xiaoxiao from the bed and held her in his arms. He shook his body slightly and said with a smile: "Our Xiaoxiao is such a hard-working and obedient child. When the time is right, you will definitely be able to transform successfully. Then you can become a demon cultivator who is more powerful than anyone else. When you think about the situation at that time, don't you think that what you are experiencing now is nothing?"
Xiaoxiao raised her head and looked at Du Heng's face. Du Heng smiled and touched his head: "There is a famous person in my hometown who once said that people only admire the current brightness of a successful flower, but in the beginning, its buds were soaked in the tears of struggle and sprinkled with the blood of sacrifice. Our Xiaoxiao is now the bud soaked in struggle and sacrifice, but sooner or later, you will bloom the most beautiful flower, more stunning than anyone else."
People can see the glory of others, but they don't know that behind the glory, others are also covered in blood and tears. This famous saying once encouraged Du Heng, and now Du Heng also uses it to encourage Xiao Xiao.
Du Heng felt that he had no right to point fingers at Feng Gui and Xiao Xiao. All he could do was to comfort and encourage Xiao Xiao, asking him to hold on a little longer.
Xiaoxiao chirped twice, but the protest was much quieter than before. Xuan Yu said slowly: "Xiaoxiao said that Feng Gui is unreasonable."
Du Heng smiled. He touched Xiaoxiao's head and said, "From Fenggui's perspective, I think Xiaoxiao you are disobedient. It's normal to quarrel. It will be fine after you're done."
Du Heng gave Xuan Yu a look, and Xuan Yu understood. He would tell Feng Gui that Xiao Xiao was with them, but since Du Heng came to the village, Xiao Xiao would only run to Du Heng.
Xuan Yu smiled and said, "I'll go downstairs to check on Xiao Wonton. You guys continue chatting first."
Today was Xiao Wonton's first day at their house. Du Heng had wanted to take Xiao Wonton to sleep in the room, but Xuan Yu wouldn't let him. Du Heng had to settle for the next best thing. He made a nest with bamboo strips at the back door of the stove, covered it with soft cloth, and Xiao Wonton slept in it.
There are dog holes on the kitchen door and the courtyard door, so Xiao Wonton can go outside to relieve himself. Xuan Yu said that the food Du Heng cooked was full of spiritual energy, and Xiao Wonton was a species of chaos, which was also a spiritual beast. If it ate too much, its spiritual energy would explode, so Xuan Yu volunteered to take on the task of feeding the dog.
The poor little wonton ate a steamed bun and an egg cake on the first day he came home. Xuan Yu put a bowl of water in front of it at night and left it alone. Du Heng felt sorry for it, but Xuan Yu was right. What if the little wonton exploded after eating what he made? How could he be worthy of Lao Dao? How could he be worthy of Da Huang...ah, no, it was Da Hun Dun.
Xuan Yu walked out of the room, leaving the space to Du Heng and Xiao Xiao. Du Heng still had some difficulty listening to Xiao Xiao's words, but looking at its big eyes, Du Heng could guess some of the meaning.
Du Heng said, "Don't be angry, I'll make you roast duck tomorrow, okay?"
Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up: "Chirp?"
Du Heng smiled and rubbed Xiaoxiao's forehead. "Yes, roast duck. The skin is crispy and full of oil when you bite it. The meat inside is soft and tender. You can use it to dip in sauce, wrap vegetables, and eat with lotus leaf cakes. It's so delicious and juicy when you bite it. I guarantee you will like it. And the duck rack, I'll make you some noodle soup, okay?"
Du Heng looked down and saw Xiaoxiao's eyes were as bright as light bulbs, and her saliva was hanging down. Xiaoxiao nodded desperately, and her head was almost nodding with afterimages: "Chirp chirp!!"
He wanted to eat! He felt hungry after hearing what Du Heng said. He had eaten egg cake in the evening, and now he felt his stomach growling again.
As a result, Xiaoxiao's stomach actually growled. Du Heng, who was holding Xiaoxiao, rubbed his belly and said, "Oh? Are you hungry just by listening to it?"
Xiaoxiao hugged his belly with his wings and lowered his head embarrassedly.
Du Heng smiled and kissed the back of his head: "If you are hungry, then you are hungry. Come on, I will go downstairs and make you some food."
While Du Heng and Xiao Xiao were talking about the delicious roast duck upstairs, Xuan Yu was in the kitchen, staring into the eyes of the little yellow dog. The dog's tail was wagging, and it was breathing with its mouth open, jumping and hopping in front of Xuan Yu.
Feng Gui walked through the yard and into the kitchen. Seeing Xuan Yu playing with the dog, he frowned slightly and asked, "Why waste your time and energy?"
Xuan Yu said slowly: "He wants it."
Feng Gui said: "Just let Lao Dao split his mind and it will be fine, why make it so complicated?"
Xuan Yu said calmly: "Old Dao's spirit is still Old Dao. And Little Wonton is the puppy that Du Heng wants. He wants a puppy, so I will give him a puppy. It's that simple."
Xuan Yu touched the puppy's head, and the puppy rolled on the ground, exposing its belly and acting coquettishly.
Xuan Yu said: "Look, is there any difference between it and a real dog?"
Feng Gui was too lazy to look. He looked left and right and said, "I admire you. Where's Xiaoxiao?"
Xuan Yu didn't even raise his head: "She's upstairs with Du Heng." Feng Gui was a little dissatisfied: "Since Du Heng came to the village, Xiao Xiao has become more and more spoiled."
Xuan Yu disagreed and said, "Really? I think Xiaoxiao is becoming more and more obedient."
At this time, the two of them seemed to sense something, and their figures disappeared at the same time. Little Wonton turned left and right and lay down in his own nest.
Du Heng appeared in the kitchen holding Xiaoxiao, and Xiao Wonton happily came over and circled around Du Heng.
Du Heng placed Xiaoxiao on the stool. He bent down and touched Xiao Wonton: "Why aren't you asleep yet? Where's Xuanyu?"
Du Heng thought Xuan Yu might go to Feng Gui to talk about Xiaoxiao, so he petted the puppy and teased it for a few times: "Go to bed quickly, and take good care of the house."
The puppy whimpered around Du Heng's feet, then returned to its own nest. Du Heng smiled and said to Xiao Xiao: "Today is the first day that Xiao Wonton has left his mother to come to our house. Xiao Xiao, you have to take good care of him."
Xiaoxiao looked down at the puppy and said nothing.
Du Heng added two bowls of water to the pot and the fire in the pot was lit again. In the mist, Du Heng added a chopped tomato to the pot and cracked an egg into a bowl.
Xiaoxiao looked at the corner of the kitchen, hunched her neck and said nothing. Du Heng turned to look at Xiaoxiao, thinking that he was depressed because he didn't have the roast duck. Du Heng comforted him softly: "It takes a long time to make roast duck, how about we have some dumpling soup tonight?"
Xiaoxiao looked at the corner of the kitchen again, and he nodded sullenly: "Chirp."
There is no fixed way to make dumpling soup, you can add whatever vegetables you want. Du Heng thought about it and put a meatball in the pot and then opened it. He also washed a few leaves of green vegetables and threw them in when they were cooked.
He took half a bowl of flour and mixed it into a batter. After the water in the pot boiled, he poured the eggs in and stirred them into egg drops. Then he tilted the bowl of batter, and the sticky batter in the bowl flowed out of the edge of the bowl. Du Heng quickly scraped the batter on the edge of the bowl with a chopstick.
The batter was scraped with chopsticks into irregular shapes. Du Heng took the bowl and scraped it in circles in the pot. After two circles, the batter in the bowl turned into noodles floating on the soup. Although they are called noodles, they are not really shaped like noodles. Some are long strips, and some are slices.
The dough lumps solidified after being scalded by the boiling water. Du Heng scooped up some soup to wash the bowls containing eggs and batter. After a while, he stirred the soup in the pot with a spatula.
The soup had changed from two bowls of water to red tomatoes, yellow egg drops, white dough balls, and brown meatballs. Du Heng also sprinkled small pieces of green leaves in the pot, which turned dark green when heated.
The pot suddenly became colorful. Du Heng added a little salt, and a fresh and fragrant aroma wafted out of the pot.
He took a large bowl and poured the dumpling soup from the pot into it. The white porcelain bowl was full, and there was still a spoonful of soup left in the pot. The dumplings hid under the side dishes and shyly looked at Xiaoxiao, as if calling Xiaoxiao: "Come and eat me!!"
Xiaoxiao looked at the big bowl of noodle dumplings and flapped his little wings in surprise: "Chi~~~" Is this for him?
Du Heng also took a spoonful of prepared meat sauce from the refrigerator and put it on the dumpling soup. He touched Xiaoxiao's head and said, "Eat it. It's all yours."
Xiaoxiao fluttered his wings and dived into the bowl. He drank a mouthful of soup happily. The boiling hot soup posed no threat to Xiaoxiao, who was a fire element. Xiaoxiao smacked his lips in satisfaction, and he narrowed his eyes in satisfaction: "Chirp!!"
Du Heng sat on the chair next to Xiaoxiao with a smile on his face. He held his chin and looked at Xiaoxiao: "Eat slowly, it's all yours and no one will snatch it from you."
At this time, Xiao Wonton rubbed Du Heng's legs and whimpered. Du Heng looked at Xiao Wonton and felt a little embarrassed: "Seeing others eating midnight snacks, you want to eat it too, right? But Xuan Yu said that you can't eat too much, or your body will explode. But... it should be okay to drink some soup, right?"
Du Heng looked left and right, and seeing that Xuan Yu was not there, he quickly poured a spoonful of soup into the puppy's bowl: "Drink some soup, but don't explode."
The puppy wagged its tail, waited for the soup in the bowl to cool down, and then dove in to lick the soup all over its forehead. Du Heng laughed at this, and he lovingly picked up the puppy and helped him wipe the soup off his head.
The puppy stuck out its tongue and licked Du Heng's chin again. Du Heng put it down and said, "Drink your soup well and don't spill it everywhere."
Xiaoxiao was eating a noodle dumpling, which was actually very chewy, not worse than hand-rolled noodles. Xiaoxiao liked this kind of food that was slippery on the outside and sticky and chewy on the inside.
With the sourness of tomatoes, the smoothness of egg drops, the fragrance of meatballs and the sweetness of vegetables, Xiaoxiao felt like she was eating a bowl of noodles that tasted like dragon liver and phoenix gall.
Xiaoxiao drank up the whole bowl of dumpling soup carefully. He wiped his mouth with satisfaction, performed a cleansing spell on himself, and then squatted beside the dining table happily.
Du Heng asked Xiaoxiao with a smile: "Are you feeling better?" Xiaoxiao squinted her eyes and nodded.
Du Heng said, "Now that we feel better, let's go to bed. You must greet uncle nicely when you see him tomorrow, okay?"
After saying that, Du Heng picked up Xiaoxiao and walked towards the living room: "I also need to wipe my face. The puppy just licked me." It almost licked his mouth, and Du Heng didn't want to bother with the puppy that had just left its mother.
Xiaoxiao looked at the corner of the kitchen, squinting his eyes and laughing. He ate things that his uncle had never eaten before. Du Heng was the best to him!
Feng Gui appeared in the kitchen and asked Xuan Yu, "How does it taste?"
Xuan Yu nodded calmly: "Not bad, very happy
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