Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

At the legal level, rights and obligations must correspond. Although in reality it is not so rigid and cold, we still have to know that the benefits and costs are equal.

"Your body cannot be exposed to cold, and several chefs need to prepare dinner. I happen to be free, so it's okay for me to help you."

"Besides, you also said that details are difficult to control, so it would be great if you could guide me to do it."

Since he said so, it would seem deliberate for her to refuse.

"Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Tong."

She could only smile and start to arrange things, finding two glass bowls. "The roses need to be gently twisted to remove the stems, leaving only the petals."

“Soak the petals in water to clean them, then place them to dry.”

The man did as she said and soaked the petals in cold water. His slender, bony fingers brushed across the delicate surface of the petals, cleaning and smoothing them.

"After drying, weigh it and take only 100 grams. Chop it up on the chopping board and add half a spoonful of granulated sugar." She saw the man holding the granulated sugar seriously and felt like laughing. "The granulated sugar in this porcelain bottle is granulated sugar."

Take out another bottle and give it to him.

Tong Ruixiao compared them and found no difference. "Are these two different?"

"As the name suggests, soft white sugar has a fine texture and a sweeter taste, making it more suitable for making cakes. White granulated sugar, on the other hand, is crystalline and granulated, with a moderate sweetness."

She thought of the overly sweet glutinous rice and red dates porridge she had in the hospital, "Did Mr. Tong use white sugar in his previous porridge?"

"I think so. I didn't distinguish between the two and thought they were the same..." When he said this, he suddenly realized and his ears started to burn.

Ask her: "How do you know it was me?"

Jian Yan burst out laughing, "Mr. Tong, you are really interesting."

His lips were pursed seriously, but his eyes were soft, "What are you laughing at?"

"If the chefs at home could make porridge that sweet, they would have been fired by you long ago."

You know, the chefs at Tong's are all chefs at five-star restaurants. Even if they are not proficient in the tastes of several countries, at least they can make domestic high-end dishes impeccable.

"It was my first time making it, and I didn't expect it to be too sweet," Tong Ruixiao smiled apologetically, "It will be fine after I make it a few more times."

On the surface, it was because he had no experience, but in fact, he was intentionally using the sweet porridge to test her.

Jian Yanze thought to himself that this kind of thing would never happen a second time.

Everyone has their own agenda.

She looked at the small food oven, and when five minutes were up, it made a "ding" sound. She took out the petals from the tin foil, and they were completely dry, turning into powder with a pinch.

"That's almost it."

"Then we need to stick sugar on the petals."

As she spoke, she put on disposable gloves and turned over the dry pink petal fragments in a transparent glass bowl.

"Just like this, flip it over and grab it a few more times to allow the sugar to fully coat the petals..."

When the two of them work together, things get really interesting.

It was quite interesting when Jian Yan instructed Tong Ruixiao to stir the egg liquid:

"The eggshells are broken into the bowl. No."

"This force is too weak. It won't work."

"It's too slow. No."

"Well, almost, but... you didn't add sugar."

She couldn't help but hold her forehead and smile bitterly.

People who have never been in the kitchen are like kindergarten children and need to be taught from scratch.

Fortunately, Tong Ruixiao learned quickly and finally succeeded on the fifth time. The egg white and yolk were perfectly separated, and the whipped cream was also beautifully whipped.

He couldn't help but say, "Things that look simple may not be easy to get started."

Jane Yan laughed.

Time passed by minute by minute.

It was getting darker outside, and the lights in the villa were bright. The housekeeper turned on the street lights beside the fence, opened the wrought iron gate, and welcomed the driver in.

As soon as Tong Huaimu entered the living room, he saw Wang Ma wiping the glass in the utility room under the spiral staircase. But she moved very slowly, with her ears perked up, her eyes glancing at the kitchen, and a smile on her face, as if she was just trying to get some gossip.

He also looked over there, but when he saw the man in a shirt and trousers, he was stunned.

dad?

How come Dad is in the kitchen?

With a skeptical attitude, he took two steps closer and saw Jian Yan's figure again.

Frown.

When he heard Jian Yan say, "When you knead it, you have to crumb the flower pieces inside. It's not good if they fall out," he was incredulous and felt like the world was upside down.

Is this woman crazy?

No one has ever dared to order his father around in such a domineering manner!

What shocked him even more was his father's attitude——

"It's really not pretty, but it's too easy to break, and there's always something that can't be wrapped in it..."

The tone was so gentle that even being kicked would be done gently.

Tong Huaimu’s eyes widened.

His father has never cared much about people. He looks humble on the surface, but is actually colder than anyone else. How could he be so good-tempered?

Jian Yan saw a figure passing by outside and asked in a low voice: "Is there anyone outside?"

Tong Ruixiao looked outside, but found no one there. "Auntie Wang is cleaning the windows in the utility room."

Jian Yan knew that it was not Wang Ma she saw, but she herself was not sure who it was. It flashed by and she could not see clearly.

So he shook his head and said, "I must have seen it wrong."

The two continued making cakes.

The middle layer of the rose cake base is made using the method of making a mousse cake, with a light yellow cream filling, a white chocolate coating on the outside, and sprinkled with dried flower pieces.

The process for this large cake was a bit more complicated, so I made two types of small cup cakes.

A kind of pink pearls that have removed the filling and replaced it with the now popular sweet potato flour. They are soft, sweet and in line with the taste of the general public.

Another way to keep the filling is to replace the chocolate with a layer of crystal clear rose jelly. It looks like a dream and its beauty increases dramatically.

Each one took two or three repetitions before the final success was achieved.

Jian Yan looked at the pink miniature cupcake and said, "It's so beautiful."

“It will definitely be popular.”

Tong Ruixiao washed his hands and was amused by her words. He was not angry about her lie, but smiled and said, "So you made it to sell it."

"I'll make some today for myself, and tomorrow I'll make new ones based on the ingredients and sell them. Otherwise, it would be a waste of the lush flowers."

She didn't feel embarrassed when she was exposed and her explanation was well-reasoned.

"I already know the specific steps and dosage. Just write them out tomorrow and have Aunt Wang and the others make them. You don't have to do it yourself."

She smiled with her eyes curved, without commenting.

Putting the small cake into the refrigerator, she turned around and said, "I found that Mr. Tong learns things faster than the average person. He is quite smart."

This unintentional remark sounded like praise for a child, and the tone was very similar.

Tong Ruixiao looked at her, his elegant face showing no major changes in expression. His peach blossom eyes under the lenses just smiled gently, without saying anything.

It’s probably the same when she teaches Xiao Mu.

A daughter of a rich family who never leaves her house, but is skilled in cooking and making pastries and desserts. She has no children, but is very good at educating them...

Isn't this suspicious?

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