He is already over 500 years old, and he is not an ignorant child who still needs someone to teach him.
After reading the memories of his release, she also knew that he would not pose a threat to herself and her family. Without her initial worries, getting along with him would be natural, and everything in the future would be just as natural.
She nodded slightly and responded: "Yeah."
The two of them stopped talking. She was rolling out the dough, and he was filling the fillings and pressing them into mooncakes. The atmosphere was quiet, but they made each other feel comfortable and comfortable, and there was no embarrassment at all.
Not long after, Zhang Qi and Jiang Zhan came over.
When Wang Yanmei heard the commotion, she came out of the house to entertain her and continued to roll out the dough.
Neither Zhang Qi nor Jiang Zhan had made mooncakes, but seeing how easily Huo Fengyan made them, they subconsciously felt that it shouldn't be difficult.
The steps to make mooncakes are also simple, Xu Qingzhi taught me once.
Zhang Qi and Jiang Zhan confidently said that they had learned it, washed their hands and prepared to do something big.
Wrap the stuffing, sprinkle with flour, and press into the mold...
Mooncakes?
"What the hell is this..." Zhang Qi muttered in a low voice, frowning and looking to the side guiltily.
Mr. Huo’s mooncakes are really beautiful, and Qingzhi’s mooncakes are really good, but my own mooncakes don’t even look like mooncakes, they look shabby.
The first mooncake Jiang Zhan made was not much better, until he saw Zhang Lu making it, he felt a little more balanced.
As a result, the next second he heard unbridled laughter.
"Hahaha, Qingzhi, look at the mooncakes made by Jiang Zhan, they are uglier than the ones I made." Zhang Qi laughed so hard that his whole body trembled,
Jiang Zhan:......
She always had a gentle and elegant face, but her face was a little blushing, but because she was familiar with the people, she relaxed her restraint when speaking, and replied: "Obviously the mooncakes you make are uglier than mine."
"Come on, who made the ugly mooncake?" Zhang Qi shouted and asked the others to choose one.
Xu Qingzhi did not want to offend free labor, so he only said: "It should taste delicious when baked."
I only commented on the delicious taste and never mentioned the appearance of the mooncakes.
Because she made the stuffing and skin by herself, the taste must be excellent.
Zhang Qi and Jiang Zhan didn't hear the outside of the words for a while, and they thought it was a bowl of water that was flat and they were praising them for their good work.
Huo Fengyan was his boss after all, so Zhang Qi was still a little afraid of him, so he turned to Wang Yanmei to comment.
Wang Yanmei is a sincere person, and she can speak beautifully in normal situations, but when she looked at those two idiots, she couldn't hide the truth in her eyes and tone. She smiled and said, "They're not all that good. You guys can learn from Xiao Huo."
, look at those mooncakes that are so beautifully made.”
Zhang Qi was injured, "Auntie, this is my first time learning to make mooncakes, and I want to be the first to bake them for you."
When Wang Yanmei heard this, she immediately refused and said: "No, no, no, no, this first mooncake is of great significance. You can keep it for yourself and taste it, okay?"
Zhang Qi sighed, rubbed the lump, and humbly asked for advice: "Qingzhi, please teach me again, am I not pressing it properly?"
Xu Qingzhi took a look and said, "Well, you didn't follow the truth. Let me teach you."
Huo Fengyan pressed out another delicate mooncake in his hand and put the grinding tool aside, "Let me teach you."
Xu Qingzhi was very happy and relaxed, sitting there and continuing to knead the stuffing.
Zhang Qi's hand trembled, and Mr. Huo's hand had already come up, holding down his hand and correcting his movements.
An elegant, pine-like fragrance comes into your breath.
Zhang Qi was so nervous that he could hardly breathe.
After Huo Fengyan finished teaching, he asked gently: "Have you learned it?"
Zhang Qi's scalp was numb. He nodded blankly and pressed the mooncake out again. It looked like a mooncake.
Jiang Zhan was still confused, "Brother Feng Yan, please teach me."
Huo Fengyan taught Jiang Zhan step by step again.
A master brought out two apprentices, and the mooncakes they made became better and better, with basically no mistakes.
Xu Qingzhi was responsible for baking the pressed mooncakes. During the baking process, he sat there kneading the fillings.
From time to time, Zhang Qi talks about anecdotes he heard from lawyer friends when he was a lawyer, such as how his husband bought a house for his mistress, how his wife sued to get the house back, etc...
Wang Yanmei heard it with gusto.
Zhang Qi paused when he said he had a dry mouth. Wang Yanmei was so anxious that she urged: "Then what happened to her daughter and son? Who should they give them to?"
If this was mentioned in the village activity square, Zhang Qi would probably attract a group of female fans.
Xu Qingzhi is not very interested. She prefers to be in a daze. After kneading the stuffing for a while, she doesn't feel tired. After a long time, her arms become a little sore.
She paused.
Huo Fengyan leaned slightly toward her and said softly: "If you're tired, take a rest and I'll rub it."
"Okay." Xu Qingzhi handed over the work, washed his hands, poured two cups of honey water and brought it over.
Zhang Qizhi's mouth felt dry when he said it, so he smiled and said, "Qingzhi, you understand me."
Xu Qingzhi smiled, went to bring two more cups to Jiang Zhan and Huo Fengyan, and finally poured himself a cup, added some honey, and took a spoonful of the rose jam in a separate can next to it.<
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The roses in the space are blooming very beautifully. She processed some roses last night, and the fillings are probably enough to make hundreds of mooncakes. She only made a few cans of rose jam, took one out, and left a few cans in the warehouse.
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In this way, there are still many roses in the space.
She bought too many flower seeds last time and sprinkled a lot of them in the spiritual energy space. The remaining ones were sprinkled on the roadside along the back mountain some time ago.
Last time she went to see it, maybe it was because of the spiritual energy array. Many fast-growing flowers began to have buds. It is expected that the flowers will bloom more and more colorfully during the National Day.
Xu Qingzhi tasted rose tea. The aroma of roses and the sweetness of honey not only tasted good, but the smell of roses in the breath also made people feel more comfortable.
One hundred mooncakes were finally baked before the sun set.
There are egg yolk lotus paste fillings, liquid custard fillings, rose flower fillings, and five-nut fillings. I made thirty pieces of each of the first three types, and only ten of the five-nut fillings.
There is still a lot of flour and stuffing.
Wang Yanmei felt it was a waste, "How about we continue doing it at night?"
Zhang Qiba had to make more. Only if he had the nerve to ask for two more, his wife would definitely love to eat such delicious mooncakes.
"Okay."
Wang Yanmei looked at so much flour and said, "How about we make dumplings for dinner tonight? I haven't eaten dumplings for a long time."
"Okay." Zhang Qi cheered, "I love dumplings the most."
So, for dinner, I temporarily changed from making mooncakes to making dumplings.
Wang Yanmei went to the field to pick some green onions and chop them for stuffing.
The other four people began to pack the cooled mooncakes in packaging boxes.
Not only does it have a separate mooncake packaging, Xu Qingzhi also customized a gift box, which is a minimalist pulp-colored gift box. The box is square and square, with two rows and two columns. One box can hold four, which looks small and exquisite.
.On the outside of the carton is the consistent 'Fuwang Farm' logo and ink lotus pattern.
"The packaging is quite unique, even if it is given as a gift, it is very polite." Zhang Qidao.
Xu Qingzhi went out and made a phone call, and contacted the courier in advance to pick up the package tomorrow.
Xu Fuqiang came back with Wang Yanmei, who picked scallions. They chopped the dumpling fillings quickly. Xu Qingzhi rolled out the dough for a while, and Huo Fengyan took over to roll it out.
I have rolled out a lot of dumpling wrappers and chopped the dumpling fillings.
Six people started making dumplings.
Zhang Qi only knows the simplest wrapping techniques, but he hasn't done much wrapping before and the skin is always torn. So he just looks around to see where he can steal a trick.
He looked left and right and suddenly realized: "Hey, Qingzhi, you and Mr. Huo make dumplings in the same way. Even the dumplings are made the same. They look really good."