The Transmigration Missions Are Not Scientific

The next day when Gu Anran woke up, the seat next to her was already empty, she rubbed her sleepy eyes, touched her forehead, and found that she no longer had a fever.

Went to the bathroom and knocked on the door. Even though this wasn't an eight o'clock episode, Gu Anran was just in case. If she didn't want to open it, she would see something and not show it, and then a series of bloody incidents...cough ...excuse me...a polite way of knocking anyway, isn't it? ╮(╯_╰)╭

After confirming that there was no one inside, Gu Anran went in to take a shower, and walked out of the room in her pajamas. Her mother asked her for a week's leave, so she was very leisurely.

By the way, it is already past nine o'clock, Mu Qingli should have left, no wonder there is no one in the toilet.

Thinking like this, Gu Anran stepped on the stairs, and saw a hot breakfast on the table from a distance, and Mu Qingli, who had disappeared early in the morning, was helping Aunt Zhang to bring the milk and juice that she wanted to drink in the morning to the table.

As soon as Mu Qingli raised his eyes, he saw Gu Anran in the stairwell.

"Xiao Ran, wake up! Hurry up and have breakfast!"

"Don't you have to go to class?" Gu Anran quickly walked down the few steps of the stairs to the dining table.

"I think I overslept anyway, so I might as well ask for leave!" Mu Qingli smiled, without feeling any guilt at all.

(|||д) Is this still the heroine I know?Where did the obedient heroine go?Why is it so natural to say that you overslept and don't care so much?

"Miss Mu came early in the morning to help me prepare breakfast. I'm not exaggerating, she's pretty good!" Aunt Zhang said with a smile

"Don't say that, Aunt Zhang, I'm just a student."

The two began to discuss the menu happily, talking and laughing, Gu Anran said that even the poached eggs would be burnt, she couldn't get into the topic at all, what can she do if she goes in?Express burning feelings?Or is that charred way the best?The table is ashamed, eat breakfast quietly, and reduce my sense of existence....

Um... This millet porridge is delicious... Poached eggs are delicious... Lettuce salad... Push it away... The freshly baked bread is fluffy and soft, so delicious, spread some jam, Hmm...without warm milk, ah...heaven!

Just when Gu Anran thought that he could enjoy a delicious breakfast comfortably, but in reality it was impossible. As the saying goes, there are three women in one play, how can one of the plays not have a sense of presence?

So... the topic jumped to her as a matter of course.

"Can Xiao Ran know how to cook?" Mu Qingli turned her head and asked

"Huh...?" When asked a question suddenly, Gu Anran was stunned for a moment, and the hand that was about to set up the bread also stopped.

Gudong... Swallowing the food in his mouth, Gu Anran was about to answer when he heard Aunt Zhang say

"Our lady doesn't know how to cook, but she is good at making biscuits! All kinds of small biscuits are delicious, and I used to make some during holidays! It's just that I seem to be busy with schoolwork in high school, so I don't have time to make them!" Zhang Aunt looked at Gu Anran with regretful eyes.

What?This body can make biscuits?Why don't I know?But it's okay, that's it!Thinking like this, Gu Anran almost choked on Mu Qingli's next words.

"Really? Xiaoran knows how to make biscuits! I want to eat them too!" Mu Qingli said excitedly. He really wanted to eat the biscuits made by Xiaoran, so much!

"That's right! Miss, it's rare that Madam invited you for a week. If you just make some biscuits, Mr. Gu and Madam will be very happy."

Looking at the excited eyes of the two, Gu Anran felt a lot of pressure!The original owner is very good at making biscuits, which is great, but...I, no, yes, ahhhhhh!You want a cooking idiot to make cookies? !Youmi has a conscience! (／‵Д′)／~╧╧

But of course Gu Anran can't say these things. If a person who is very good at making biscuits tells you that she actually doesn't know how to make biscuits, wouldn't that be self-defeating?And it may make the other party feel disgusted!

Is it rejection?I still agree... A drop of cold sweat left on Gu Anran's forehead...

Gu Anran's room

"Hahahaha, you just agreed!" Hong Qingyi laughed unscrupulously from the other end of the phone.

"What are you laughing at, I'm very troubled now!" Gu Anran whispered through gritted teeth. She just locked herself in the room because she hadn't made biscuits for several weeks and had to go back to her room to think. The computer in front of him was flashing different biscuits, with nearly a dozen kinds of ingredients and methods.

Now I can only start to make up for the basic things such as the process, method, and baking time of biscuits. Gu Anran memorized about [-]% of them with her not bad memory. She chose the simplest thin biscuit. It is loved by the public, so it is the best introductory class for beginners. As for why you memorize so many questions, what should you do if Mu Qingli asks questions? You can't answer every question!

Button...the door knocked a few times, and Mu Qingli's voice came in

"Xiaoran! The materials are all ready! Have you thought about it yet?"

Gu Anran, who was staring at the computer screen, re-watched the method of cake feeling again, and after making sure that he remembered it firmly, he opened the door and smiled at Mu Qingli

"Okay, let's go."

"Well, what do Xiaoran want to do this time?" Mu Qingli asked beside Gu Anran.

"Well, let's make thin biscuits! You can make different flavors, and you can make a lot of them." The premise is that I can make it...

"Oh! No wonder Aunt Zhang prepared so many things, so she made a lot of flavors!" Mu Qingli made an expression of enlightenment.

Don't you just need to prepare sugar, flour, water, cream and some utensils for many things? Gu Anran walked into the kitchen with doubts.

Gu Anran "..." What I saw is that the chocolate is still lumpy, not the chocolate powder, the strawberry is the hair, it is a piece of matcha powder that has not been processed coffee beans one by one, the most normal... The serving size is too much... Calculated by the box... this mmd is playing me

Fortunately, it was because Gu Anran was in a daze for too long, and Aunt Zhang at the side said strangely.

"Miss, what's the matter, did you forget something?"

"No...these things are..." Gu Anran pointed to those boxes

"Hey miss, you insisted on making any seasoning powder by yourself. You thought there was coloring on the outside. Except for the matcha powder, which was too difficult, you made everything else by yourself. As for the taste...don't you love Mrs. Strawberry the most? I like chocolate and matcha, and Mr. Gu likes coffee, so I prepared these ingredients."

I wipe!Is the original owner mentally ill or is he full?What should I do!Now I want to use powder to make it. Is it too demanding for people who are making pancakes for the first time? And the biggest problem is...I, no, yes, do!

so... what to do

Gu Anran is very fortunate that there is a tablet embedded in the middle island of the kitchen, which can be checked, otherwise Gu Anran would not know how to go back and check these things, hey, why did I memorize them so hard just now?

Because of the corresponding recipes, Gu Anran spent two hours making strawberry jam, coffee sauce and chocolate sauce, which was barely acceptable.

However, having two pairs of eyes looking at me and Zhen made me feel stressed all the time. Fortunately, I didn’t need to use a knife, otherwise my knife skills would be horrible, and my cooking skills are also terrible. I can barely make ends meet by cooking instant noodles, but with Hong Qingyi The comparison is food waste to food....

I didn't expect that I have a talent for food, at least better than cooking...

Prepare all the biscuit materials and start making biscuits.

Spread the batter all over the baking tray, and put it into the oven to bake. Because the pancake is thin, it can’t be baked for too long. Just watch the surface of the biscuit turn golden brown!

After nearly 10 minutes of waiting, the first batch was finished, and the baking tray was brought to the kitchen. The kitchen was filled with the smell of biscuits, and Gu Anran felt a sense of accomplishment.

But seeing nearly [-] iron pans on the island, I feel powerless. How long will it take to cook?This is how many days!Don't tell me to eat this for three meals!

"Xiaoran, I'll put the biscuits on the dining table outside!" Mu Qingli said to Gu Anran holding the baking tray, it smells so good~~

"Okay, remember to use a fan to blow." Gu Anran stirred the batter, nodded, and the computer said to let her cool down quickly after baking, so that the biscuits will be crisp and delicious.

Gu Anran repeatedly repeated the batter and sent it to the oven. After baking the nth batch, he finally poured the last batter into the baking tray. Gu Anran felt that his hands and feet were about to break, and the pain was terribly sore. Take a look. The clock, it was already six o'clock, and it took five hours, and it was still doing this kind of "rough work", it was a miracle that I didn't die!

Collapsing on the sofa, looking at the boxes of biscuits sitting on the crisper table, there must be at least fifty boxes!won't this make you vomit

"Xiao Ran, thank you for your hard work!" Mu Qingli wiped Gu Anran's face with a wet towel, looked at the pile of biscuits and asked

"Xiaoran, what flavor do you want?"

Although Aunt Zhang said that Xiaoran likes strawberries, Gu Anran didn't realize it. When getting along, Gu Anran didn't touch any strawberry dishes. How could it be more realistic to like strawberry chocolate or coffee.

"I want to eat chocolate and coffee." Gu Anran came directly, and Aunt Zhang was in the kitchen tidying up the utensils she used just now, and preparing dinner by the way, and showed her the strawberry-flavored biscuits that wronged her, since there were so many biscuits, she couldn't tell !

Enjoying Mu Qingli's feeding, as well as the service of pinching hands and legs, like a lazy cat, the lazy appearance made Mu Qingli, who was standing on behalf of Gu Anran, squint his eyes dotingly.

Unexpectedly, the interaction between the two of them was photographed. Aunt Zhang looked at the photos in her hand and pressed send.

Dingling... The display in the Gu family's office showed that Wang Qinghua's cell phone vibrated and then fell silent.