I thought if Nangong Yi had been called away by Xuan Ming in fear, something would have happened to us, but luckily Xuan Ming came

Xuan Ming, well done, you must be the angel sent by God to rescue me!

That night, Nangong Yi didn't come back until very late. As soon as he entered the room and saw me sitting listlessly at the table, sighing, he took the initiative to care about me.

"What happened?"

"It's okay..." I said quietly

"You said it's okay, what's going on?" Nangong Yi is very persistent when he is persistent.

"Tomorrow is my gentle mother-in-law's birthday party. I originally planned to make her a birthday cake, but I messed up. It seems that I have no fate with flour even more than you..."

"Is this why you nearly destroyed the kitchen this afternoon?"

"Hmm..." I continued to be immersed in the depression of not having anything to do with flour and accomplishing nothing.

"Don't worry about my mother's birthday gift, I've already prepared it" Nangong Yi frowned and looked at me

"But... I just want to do my best..." But, I can't even make such a simple cake.

"...What is a birthday cake?"

"It's a soft pastry used to make wishes on birthdays, just like we eat longevity noodles, birthday buns, or hard-boiled eggs on birthdays."

"what does it look like?"

"It is a soft pastry baked with flour, eggs, sugar, etc. You can also put candles on it when you celebrate your birthday. Light a few according to your age, blow them out after you make a wish, and your wish will come true."

"...You come with me!" Nangong Yi suddenly took my hand and pulled me towards the kitchen. The warm, thick palm made me slightly swollen. Could it be that he wanted to...

No? After the last failed practical experience of mixing flour and water, Nangong Yi actually still has the courage to challenge? I have to say that I admire him very much, but the shadow of my failure during the day is still lingering in my mind.

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"You don't want to waste the flour again..."

"Don't say anything this time, just watch from the side." Nangong Yi's expression is called confident. Of course, to put it in a simpler way, it is called not afraid of death.

"...If...it turns out to be ugly, can you please stop blaming it on me? It's really frustrating and uncomfortable to just accept someone else's shit basin..." I hesitated to discuss, last time

The misunderstanding caused ruined my reputation, and I still haven't fully recovered from it.

"...Shut up..." Nangong Yi's face turned red. He couldn't see clearly in the night, but I still found him under the light of the lantern.

It turns out that Nangong Yi, who has always been cold and cold-faced, also has a sense of shame!o(╯□╰)o

However, I have to say that Nangong Yi's ability to control and understand flour is really powerful. Even with my poor description, he can actually make a real cake. Although it is a bit unsatisfactory, it is not the same as the masters of our modern cake shop.

There is still a long way to go before the exquisite cream cake can be made, but overall it is really good. At least, he made it, but I was busy all afternoon and couldn't make one. And, it is really good.

It smells so good. I feel a little hungry just smelling it.
Chapter completed!