Qian Fengping came in right after and showed him the pancake she had just baked with an embarrassed look on her face.

"I put milk, beat an egg, added a little sugar, and finally put in some white flour to try it out. I made it according to the method of pie crust, but added a little more milk..."

Fang Tong was shocked: Isn't this the same method for making the pastry in the recipe?!

Could it be that his new wife is a genius at cooking?

Although I don't know if it tastes exactly like the delicious food, just looking at it, it's pretty close.

"This pancake is like a burrito. It needs something wrapped around it to taste good. Let's just use the oil we just made to make something!"

But when asked what to do, he couldn't think of anything. The two of them thought about it for a long time and decided to go to bed early and talk about it the next day.

In fact, Fang Tong got up early the next morning, went to the kitchen to light a fire, and according to the recipe of the immortal, added milk and yesterday's butter, a little sugar, and boiled it on low heat.

After it melted, he poured it out and stirred it for a while before carefully filling the small jar, covering it, and placing it outside the house where no one would touch it.

The recipe says that this thing needs to be left out for six hours. Fortunately, it’s cold today!

After finishing all this, he went to wake up his son and daughter. Qian Fengping heard him calling and woke up as well.

The family was still the same as yesterday. He sent the children to school, and when he returned home during the day, he worked while thinking about food. He also made the tool mentioned in the magic recipe, the trumpet for stirring milk from yesterday.

"Dad, what did you do?"

After school, Fang Nanzhi asked quietly when no one was around. Fang Tong winked at her and said, "Wait until after dinner, and then you'll see!"

After dinner, he pulled Qian Fengping aside and said he had an idea and asked her to make some of yesterday's pancake crusts.

Today he didn't stay in the kitchen anymore and started doing hard work - whipping cream.

This is what the magic recipe says.

After working for a while, the two finally finished. Qian Fengping looked at the white thing in his pot with curiosity.

"What is this, made of milk?"

Fang Tong asked her to taste it, and she took a little with a spoon.

"Hmm... It's too soft, like I haven't eaten anything. It doesn't seem to have much sugar in it, just a little bit of sweetness."

Fang Tong chuckled: "The crust you made is also sweet. Try it and you'll know!"

He spread cream on the crust like making a roll, then rolled it up and wrapped it.

"Would you like to try again?"

Qian Fengping refused this time: "No, it's so troublesome to make one. Let's give it to the children to try."

"Hey, it's okay, everyone has a share!"

Fang Tong rolled four, one of which was not very nice-looking. Qian Fengping took the initiative to roll one, which was even more beautiful than the first one, so he stopped.

Two people carried out the four papers, calling out to the two children.

"Try it. This is something your mother and I came up with."

Fang Nanzhi thought to himself that the towel roll was finally made, and it looked like it was made.

She had been thinking about it since yesterday and couldn't wait any longer, so she took her "Awoo" and took a bite.

The little girl's eyes lit up!

“It’s delicious, even better than cake!”

Qin Yan took a bite and it was indeed delicious. However, he didn't know what was added inside. It was a little greasy than cake and didn't feel like a snack. But the taste was amazing.

"I didn't expect to come up with something new so quickly."

Qian Fengping was also eating it, she liked the taste.

"Thanks to your Uncle Fang, he did a lot of work today. I made the crust outside."

Fang Tong quickly waved his hands: "Mother Qian, please don't say that. Thanks to your dexterity, I didn't help you at all. This curl is also beautiful because of you. You have such a dexterous hand!"

After praising each other, both of them felt a little embarrassed and turned to eat.

Qin Yan didn't notice the expressions of the two people, but he felt a little strange in his heart.

The family happily finished their meal, rested for a while, and then went to bed.

Qin Yan lay down, but couldn't fall asleep.

What happened in the past two days really puzzled him. The system had just rewarded him with a cake recipe, and Uncle Fang happened to come up with a new cake.

It would have been fine this time, but he hadn't forgotten what happened with the wild boar last time.

Add to that the abnormalities in Zhizhi's body, and that divine power that shouldn't exist...

The most important thing is what Uncle Fang said to him the morning before.

Somehow, Qin Yan seemed to have grasped something.

Thinking carefully, since the system bound him, most tasks are related to Zhizhi.

So is it possible that Zhizhi or Uncle Fang also have secrets?

Qin Yan couldn't figure it out, so he got up, found his wheelchair, and went to the toilet.

When he entered, he saw a new chair in the corner of the toilet, which was made specially for him.

When Uncle Fang picked him up today, he didn't bring the chair back. He thought he had forgotten it, but he didn't expect that he had made a new one.

When he saw this chair, his heart swelled.

In an instant, he felt relieved.

It doesn’t matter, no matter what the secret between Uncle Fang and Zhizhi is, it doesn’t matter.

They are already a family.

The next morning, after breakfast, Fang Tong and his wife were loading the goods when Tiezhu came to their door.

"Qin Yan, Zhizhi! Look what I brought you!"

The little girl ran fast and rushed out of the room in an instant, and saw that he had a bamboo book box in his left and right hands.

"Wow! Thank you, Uncle Tiezhu! I love Uncle Tiezhu the most!"

She skipped and jumped, picked up her book box, and ran to show it to her father.

Although Qin Yan was reserved, he also showed joy in his eyes and politely thanked him: "Thank you, Uncle Tiezhu.

"Dad, look, isn't this the bookcase Uncle Tiezhu made for me beautiful?"

Fang Nanzhi had already jumped into the kitchen.

Without waiting for her father's response, the little girl saw the hot milk on the stove, scooped a bowl with a spoon and took it out.

"Uncle Tiezhu, here's some hot milk for you!"

The little girl is so lovable, and Tiezhu feels warm inside when he sees her. Fang Tong sticks his head out and sees her, and feels jealous.

It was him that I praised last night, this kid!

"Okay, hurry up and pack up the books, we have to go!"

Facing a ray of sunshine, Fang Tong drove the car to take the children to the academy, and then turned around to deliver the goods.

Taotie Tower.

Today, Shopkeeper Zhao had been smiling since he saw him. After a while, he lowered his voice and asked quietly, "Brother Fang, can you take on any other orders?"

He winked and said, "It was ordered by a wealthy family in the city!"

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