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Over here, Yang Fei is cooking his own food.
In the living room, Yang Linlin is still working on her own cake business.
But now she is still laying the foundation.
Crack the eggs into the container one by one.
Then start stirring.
After stirring for a while, Yang Linlin felt tired.
I didn¡¯t expect that this is still a physical job.
"Linlin, do you want to help?"
At this time Liu Yan came over and asked.
"Do you have the strength?"
Yang Linlin asked.
"It's okay." Liu Yan nodded with a slight smile.
¡°Then please help me stir it up, I¡¯m tired of it.¡± Yang Linlin said with a smile.
"good."
Liu Yan nodded, then took the mixer and started mixing.
"Sister Liu Yan, please put it down and I'll go and preheat the oven."
Yang Linlin said with a smile.
"Okay." Liu Yan nodded.
¡°Hahaha, I think I¡¯ve done the hardest part of this cake for you.¡± Liu Yan smiled.
"Hehe, Sister Liu Yan is the best."
Yang Linlin giggled.
Then he walked into the back kitchen.
Get ready to preheat the oven.
Yang Linlin walked to the oven and put the box into the oven.
But an accident happened.
The box is bigger than the oven, what should I do now?
Yang Linlin put it in left and right, but it just couldn¡¯t fit in. The size matching failed!
"Brother, what should we do now?"
Yang Linlin asked Yang Fei for help.
"Are you embarrassed? Your feet are too big and your feet are too small, right?"
Yang Fei walked over.
"Yeah." Yang Linlin nodded.
"Let me try."
Yang Fei took the box and tried it, and said speechlessly: "It won't fit."
"All right."
Yang Linlin nodded, then looked at the oven, and her eyes lit up.
There is a way.
She smiled slightly and pulled out the iron plywood in the middle of the oven.
Then he took the iron splint and walked out.
In the living room, Liu Yan continued to stir.
"Sister Liu Yan, the box I bought is too big and can't fit in. I'll just take this one.
Yang Linlin walked up to Liu Yan holding the iron splint.
"Then do you have any tinfoil?"
Liu Yan asked.
"No." Yang Linlin shook her head.
"Just put some butter on it."
Liu Yan reminded.
"Um."
Yang Linlin nodded and then started to spread butter.
¡°What you made should be called a pie, not a cake. I think it¡¯s a muffin when you finish it.¡±
Liu Yan laughed, she always felt that Yang Linlin was so unreliable in making cakes!
At this time, the water friends in the live broadcast room started to comment:
"Hahaha Yang Linlin is so funny. She will definitely be a piece of cake when she comes out like this, I guarantee it!"
"Hahaha, I feel the same, Linlin, you are so unreliable!"
"Use butter to spread on the iron plywood instead of a box. This method is very practical. I like it, although I don't know what it will look like when it comes out."
"I feel Linlin is going to be told by Xiaofei, what are you doing?"
"Hahaha! I can imagine that Sixth Brother will also laugh at Linlin."
¡°I¡¯m really looking forward to it, although it¡¯s probably too cold.¡±
"Why are you paying so much attention to Linlin? I'm still looking forward to Xiaofei's food."
"I am looking forward too."
The water friends in the live broadcast room were discussing.
By this time Yang Fei¡¯s food was ready.
"You should be fine with this."
Liu Yan walked to the kitchen, looked at the food cooked by Yang Fei, and said.
"Then you go outside." Yang Fei said.
"Should we separate?" Liu Yan asked.
"Pig blood base." Yang Fei said with a slight smile.
"No, it's so troublesome to eat it by yourself." Liu Yan complained.
"You still have to pursue pursuits in life." Yang Fei laughed.
"It's done." Teacher Wang Han came over.
?"Where's the big dish?" Liu Yan said with a slight smile.
"Why don't you put some sour plum powder?" He asked the teacher.
"No, no, forget it." Yang Fei quickly stopped him.
"You know you won't get used to it if you don't let it go?" Teacher Wang Han laughed.
"This counts" Yang Fei didn't know how to answer.
¡°I often add dishes to the guests, just make it a little spicy and add some sour plum powder.¡± Liu Yan laughed.
"You have the nerve to say it, but it's really embarrassing." Yang Fei rolled his eyes at her.
The memory that Huaxia Restaurant wants to delete.
"It's true, I want to participate in the spicy eating competition, otherwise I will never know that your fans are not spicy at all." Liu Yan smiled slightly.
At this time, Yang Fei was still cooking.
A small pot is heating oil.
"It's adding fuel to the fire."
Yang Fei picked up the small pot and signaled to retreat.