C30 (1/2)

Su Zhi took some refined flour out of the system. She wanted to make eight ingredients in the capital for a taste, but the kitchen was too simple and crude. Fortunately, there was enough honey to make the honey cake.

Su Zhi first took out a few boxes of milk and some thin sugar from the system. She poured a few drops of salad oil into the egg and stirred them evenly. After that, she added some low-glutted flour and mixed some lemon to make a fishy taste.

It was difficult to do without a mixer. Even after a long time, it still wasn't fully formed.

After Liu Zhong finished his meal, he came in while cleaning up the dishes. Seeing Su Zhi rubbing her sore arms and staring at the large bowl of rice paste in front of her with distress, he was confused.

”Wifey of the Su Clan, what are you doing?”

Seeing him enter, Su Zhi's eyes lit up, this was a free labour force!

”Madame Su …” Liu Zhong was terrified. This kind of gaze made him feel like something was amiss.

”Are you full?”

He nodded quickly. ”Ah, the food was delicious and the taste was good. I ate five whole bowls of rice.”

”After the meal, Little Dan wondered if he should order some?”

”A snack?”

Liu Zhong, who was confused, foolishly craved the snacks Su Zhi spoke of and was dragged to work for almost four hours.

Originally, he had eaten his fill, but in the end half of his stamina was used up just like that.

When the cake came out of the pot, one could smell its sweet aroma from far away.

In order to compensate Liu Zhong, Su Zhi gave him two big cakes.

Liu Zhong felt happy inside. Although it was a bit hard, it was soft and delicious. The instant cake tasted really good.

He had never eaten such delicious pastries in his life.

As expected, the two little ones were indeed snuggling up to General Xiao's side, staring at him with their eyes wide open, as if they were busy with important matters in the army.

The little bun was the first to smell the fragrance. When he raised his head and saw that it was from his mother, he clapped his hands and jumped up.

Xiao Qian placed the wolf Bristles on the inkstone and stared at the pastries in Su Zhi's hands with curiosity. ”What is this?”

”Milk and honey cake, try it.”

Without waiting for Su Zhi to finish speaking, Little Fatso reached out his hand, took out a piece of tofu, and began to bite on it.