At that time, the stall owner kindly told her that this thing was bought by wealthy people to amuse their children, and how could she really use it to cook and eat.

But Mu Daiyao still bought it. After all, the quality of this small pan felt good and it was not one of those shoddy goods.

As for the tools for spreading pancakes, Mu Daiyao had never thought about it before, but now she glanced at the entire kitchen and found that there was not even a suitable tool.

It was definitely unrealistic to ask the system to help with such a small matter, so she had to squat down and rummage through a pile of clutter.

"Mom, what are you looking for?"

Ji Letong also ran over with some curiosity, squatting next to Mu Daiyao, blinking with his big eyes.

"Find a tool that can make pancakes," Mu Daiyao thought for a while and made a rough gesture with her hands, "similar to a chopstick and insert it on a small wooden board. The wooden board should not be too big and should be flat."

Ji Letong was confused when she heard these words, but she was smart and immediately found something similar to this shape in her mind.

"Mom, wait for me. I remember there seems to be something like this on the third sister's table. I'll bring it to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, before Mu Daiyao could say anything to stop him, Ji Letong flew away.

After all, Ji Letong's enthusiasm is always extremely high when tempted by delicious food.

Mu Daiyao didn't wait long before Ji Letong ran back with the thing and held it up high for her to see, with excitement written on his face: "Mother, look quickly, is it like this?

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"Hey, Tongtong, have you really found it?"

Unexpectedly, Ji Letong actually found it. Mu Daiyao blinked, took it over excitedly, played with it in her hands, and found that this thing really met the standards for making multi-grain pancakes.

"Yes, yes, this seems to be a toy that the second brother made for the third sister before, but the third sister has not played with it for a long time, and there is dust on it."

Ji Letong recalled it for a while, and finally nodded with certainty and confirmed: "Third Sister, she doesn't like this toy, so mother, please take it and use it."

Since Ji Letong said so, Mu Daiyao was not polite. She rinsed the wooden scraper under the water and then put it aside to drain the water.

But when Ji Xiuyun was mentioned, Mu Daiyao pretended not to care and asked casually: "By the way, Tongtong, did you sleep well last night? The weather is going to get colder, so if you don't have enough quilts, just tell your mother."

"The quilt is warm, but I couldn't sleep last night because I don't know what happened to the third sister. I could hear the sound of her turning over."

Ji Letong moved a small stool and sat next to Mu Daiyao, complaining about it.

Can't sleep?

That's because you have something on your mind, Mu Daiyao pondered as she skillfully scooped a large spoonful of batter into the pot with a spoon, then picked up the dried wooden scraper and spread it evenly.

"Did Tongtong ask your third sister why she couldn't sleep?"

"I asked," Ji Letong replied obediently: "But the third sister refused to tell me and asked me not to interfere with her affairs, so I didn't ask."

Oh, you have a pretty tough mouth. It seems like you can't get Tongtong to say anything.

Although Mu Daiyao was thinking about things in her mind, she did not stop. She took an egg from the basket and beat it on the batter, then used a wooden scraper to scrape the egg open.

Originally, it should have been sprinkled with sesame seeds, but Mu Daiyao didn't want to bother explaining why there were sesame seeds in the house, so she simply didn't add them.

After the egg liquid formed a shape on the batter, she turned it over and estimated the heat and time. After feeling that it was almost done, Mu Daiyao thought that there was still some braised pork in the braised pot, so she opened the braised pot.

, took out all the remaining braised pork from inside.

At this time, the stewed pork had already been stewed so soft that Mu Daiyao didn't even need to cut it. She quickly cut out a lot of it with the blade of her knife.

Mu Daiyao turned around and put out the fire in the stove, took a spoon, scooped out a big spoonful of braised pork and put it on the cake, then put a piece of thin noodles, and finally spread a thick layer of sauce, rolled it up with her hands and handed it over.

Gave it to Ji Letong to try the taste.

"Is this multigrain pancake? But we used to eat multigrain pancakes all the time, and we're all tired of it."

Although it smelled very good, Ji Letong still took it and said while shaking his feet.

"That's different. I guarantee that you'll want to eat more after eating one."

Mu Daiyao quickly made one for herself, then sat next to Ji Letong and took a bite with satisfaction.

The most important thing about this kind of pancake is to eat it while it's hot, and don't skimp on the ingredients. Although the multigrain flour is not expensive, eggs and braised pork are not cheap.

When the time comes to sell, the price cannot be lowered, otherwise you will lose money.

Mainly because Mu Daiyao targeted those in the village who could send their children to study in private schools, so they would have some spare money on hand.

Moreover, the multi-grain pancakes are fragrant and filling. Once the name is sold, everyone may buy them in three or four. In this way, I am afraid I will make a lot of money in one day.

Mu Daiyao thought about it for a while, and the more she thought about it, the more she thought it was a good idea.

The most important thing is that she doesn't have to get up early. The braised pork can be braised in a pot in advance, the sauce can be cooked at home, and the batter can be taken directly over after mixing.

"Is it tasty?"

How could Ji Letong have the time to answer Mu Daiyao's question now? She took a small bite and her mouth was instantly filled with the aroma of egg and soy sauce. After taking a few more bites, she just nodded her head again and again.

They don't want to waste time talking.

Seeing this, Mu Daiyao knocked Ji Letong on the head in a funny way, estimated the time it would take for Ji Xiuping and the others to return home, and rolled a few more to eat when they came back.

Mu Daiyao's timing was just right. As soon as she put it on the plate, Ji Xiuping and the others walked into the kitchen carrying a basket full of firewood.

"You just happened to be back, come and have breakfast."

Seeing this, Mu Daiyao stepped forward to greet him, handed the plate to Ji Xiuping, and said, "Try a new dish, multigrain pancakes."

"Why are you eating cereals again? Forget it, I'll give you face, please give it a try."

Ji Xiukai took the lead and threw the basket into the corner. He didn't care that the firewood rolled out. He washed his hands casually, then rushed to grab a multi-grain pancake and put it in his mouth.

In contrast to Ji Xiukai's impatience, Ji Xiuping and Ji Xiujing piled the firewood in the corner gracefully and calmly, then washed their hands carefully before sitting at the table and picking up the pancakes to eat.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, the three sons of the Ji family all had the same look of surprise on their faces.

Isn’t this too fragrant?!
Chapter completed!