Chapter 93 Gu Muran's Cooking Skills
He then filled a cup of red date and white fungus soup and handed it to Gu Moci, asking him to drink it while working.
"What do you want to eat for lunch?" For some reason, since she doesn't have to go to work these days, Gu Muran really wants to show off her cooking skills.
"What do you want to eat? I'll have someone bring it over." Gu Moci obviously didn't want her to cook again. It would be more trouble than good if she got hurt accidentally.
But Gu Muruan insisted: "I'm just sitting around at home with nothing to do for now. How about I bring you food? Besides, if I don't cook for a long time, my cooking skills will deteriorate."
Gu Moci was amused by her words and touched her head: "Okay, let the driver take you there."
Gu Murun nodded obediently. When Gu Moci was about to leave, Gu Murun suddenly remembered, "Second brother, don't forget Brother Qi Han's gift!"
Gu Moci: ...What's going on? I suddenly felt down this morning. But it doesn't matter. He also has a gift and a brunch made by his sister, while Li Qihan only has a cold gift.
After Gu Mo left, Gu Munuan looked at the time and went to call Mu Sheng for breakfast. Mu Sheng had already asked for leave from the hospital yesterday.
Mu Sheng limped downstairs and saw the breakfast on the table. He exclaimed, "Wow, Nuannuan, did you make all this?"
"Yeah." Gu Muruan pulled out a chair and let her sit down.
"That's amazing! If it were me, I could only make a pile of charcoal." Mu Sheng said without exaggeration.
"How could that be!" Gu Muran thought the method was very simple.
"Really? I once tried to bake a cake base, but what came out was a plate of charcoal." Mu Sheng said it was difficult.
"Um... okay, eat quickly. By the way, Shengsheng, I really helped you get more opportunities to meet my second brother." Gu Muran said to Mu Sheng while she was eating.
"What opportunity?" Mu Sheng looked at her.
"We'll bake some cookies later and make him a meal at noon. I see there's a wheelchair in the storage room, and then you can find a reason to stay in her office in the afternoon." Gu Munuan thought this was a good idea.
Mu Sheng: Okay, it's good that Nuannuan remembered this, although she'll have to come up with her own excuse this afternoon. But it's her first time! Don't expect too much, okay?
And so, the two of them made a happy decision.
Gu Murnuan prepared the tools, and the two began making cookies. Mu Sheng separated the ones she had cut using the mold from Gu Murnuan's. She was really unsure about her ability to do this, and she was afraid of ruining Gu Murnuan's overall effect.
While baking the cookies, Gu Muran found cream and a lot of fruits in the refrigerator. She became interested again and prepared to make a few small cakes.
These are what she once dreamed of: having all the tools and materials, no one to disturb her, no need to worry about other things, and being able to enjoy using her imagination to make exquisite and delicious snacks.
"Wow, Nuanbao, you are such a treasure girl. How do you have so many!" Mu Sheng exclaimed in amazement as he looked at Gu Muran's technique.
"I worked part-time in the school cake shop when I was in college." Gu Muran is now somewhat grateful for her past experience.
Yes, this may be a matter of family-oriented genes. They can look at what they have experienced optimistically and will not regret or feel upset about it.
"If it were me, I wouldn't be able to learn it even if I were given a year. With your skills, you can open a dessert shop!" Mu Sheng stopped asking about the past.
When the first batch of cookies were baked, Mu Sheng quickly tasted one. Although she had just finished breakfast, the milky flavor of the cookies made her unable to resist eating two more.
Gu Muran put another plate in and placed the small cakes in the small oven. After the cookies cooled, they were placed in the small boxes she had prepared. She took a few boxes and distributed them to the servants.
After they were all baked, I left a box for each person in the family.
Mu Sheng took out his phone, stacked the cookie boxes neatly, placed them next to the small cake, took a photo, and posted it on WeChat Moments: "Another day of being impressed. This is a limited edition, no one else can enjoy it!"
After sending the message, she put away her phone and helped Gu Muran prepare the ingredients, not caring at all how many people were made to cry by the photos she sent.
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