Hehua Gaoyuan is considered to be a top-notch facility and property in Hongcheng’s current area. It’s a good community, so good. Aunt and uncle will stop and sigh when passing by when shopping for food.

However, no matter how high-end a good neighborhood is, there are also old mothers who use the garden as a vegetable field. This is a fine tradition of frugality and hard work.

There are seven or eight buildings away from Jiang Wang’s house? There is one family, whose children are probably going to do business outside the province, and only one grandmother Feng guards the huge house.

The garden in front of the house is very big, big enough to build a small pond to raise koi, or put a swing, and plant a lot of flowers.

Granny Feng chose to turn the soil and cultivate the soil. First, she set up a vegetable rack that could wrap around the pumpkin, loofah, and cucumber, and planted some Chinese cabbage and radishes next to the two plots.

Then day and night to water and fertilize, and take care of it hard.

She probably guessed this? Let the chickens and ducks croak too loudly, and it is easy to get out of the fence and poop everywhere.

After thinking about it, he actually brought a little lamb from the countryside and named it Tuantuan.

The little lamb has not been weaned for a long time. When the weather is fine and the sun is good, it strolls in the small yard, and occasionally goes to the vegetable field to eat weeds. If it is raining and windy, he will walk with his little hoofs into the sheep house made of bamboo boards to avoid it, and sleep peacefully in the thatched pile for a long time.

The property was already vaguely worried that this old lady raised chickens, ducks and geese, but she didn't expect her to bring a lamb, so she could only bite the bullet and discuss it.

"When this sheep grows up, it still has to be taken away, no? But someday? Be careful what happened, and you are also sad, aren't you?"

Granny Feng promised again and again that she would hold the lamb in her arms like a grandson for a long time after returning home.

Peng Xingwang especially likes the lamb. He found it on the first day he moved in. Later, he would go to say hello to it when he went to school and after school, and even plucked all the alfalfa grass from his garden and fed it.

On the weekends, went to see it when had nothing to do. First, he was chopping the fence. Later, the old lady knew him well, so she gave him a key to the courtyard to help him take care of it.

Jiang Wang was afraid that the children would cause trouble for the elderly who lived alone, so he brought a basket of fruit over to visit and apologize. The old mother-in-law smiled and told them not to be cautious.

"I'm alone, too. It's very happy to see you all. Come often, come often."

Jiang Wang became less emotional when he grew up, but occasionally he would accompany Peng Xingwang over to help the old lady water and clean the yard, and sat in the sunset to feed the sheep for a long time.

Later, when Xingwang heard the news about the property, he would be a little nervous when he went to see the group again.

"You? Eat slowly and grow up slowly."

"Don't? It's going to grow too fast."

He probably thought of his experience when he almost thought he was going to have his kidney cut off, and he particularly resonated with these two sentences.

Jiang Wang didn't say anything at that time, until when he and Xingwang went home from a walk, he said something thoughtlessly before opening the door.

"You? Eat slowly and grow up slowly."

The child tilted his head: "Huh?"

Ji Linqiu just opened the door and came out to take out the garbage, and glanced curiously: "What are you talking about?"

The child also wondered: "No? I know."

Teacher Ji smiled and motioned for them to come to the kitchen together.

"The blender, oven, and raw materials have you? The secretary has already sent them over. I bought three copies of the ingredients on purpose to be afraid of you? It's still early. Let's try?"

Jiang Wang was slightly dissatisfied: "Two is enough, I am so Bing Xuecong..."

Ji Linqiu backhanded and handed out two A4 pieces of paper: "It's a bit complicated, you? Look at it?"

Jiang Wang silently read the ten lines.

"Mr. Ji... let's do it together?"

Ji Linqiu had already expected it, and put on an apron with him.

October is approaching, and the cold air is coming from the mountains and forests silently, bleak and deep, and it is easy to catch a cold when it blows.

Jiang Wangtu was comfortable, so he went back to his room and changed into a set of pajamas before coming out to tie an apron.

The two looked at each other, inexplicably feeling that the other was soft and easy to pinch.

Jiang Wang was tall and stretched, wearing dark gray plush pajamas, as if he had not graduated from college, and his sense of aggression when doing business was greatly reduced.

Ji Linqiu was wearing a light brown wool sweater. The sweater looked soft, and the broken hair fell on the side of her ears. It seemed that it would be very comfortable to hold.

Jiang Wang couldn't bear to take another look, his eyes fell on the white jade on his right wrist.

"It's easy to get dirty when making desserts, do you want to pick them?"

Ji Linqiu raised his hand and shook his head: "No, I'll be careful."

Jiang Wang looked at the jade and found that it was in very good condition.

The texture is moist and translucent, without any fissures, and the feet are oily, like a wad of snow gently held in the palm of your hand.

When was a child, patronized teacher, but hadn't looked at this pendant carefully.

"Is it downstream seeds?"

"You understand very well." Ji Linqiu showed his wrist in front of him, and he missed the suet jade: "My father brought it back to me when he went to teach in Xinjiang, and I have been wearing it since I was twelve years old. Now."

"So he's also a teacher?"

"Well, university physics professor, after retiring, he will be hired to teach middle school students in the next province. He doesn't want to be idle." Ji Linqiu thought that Jiang Wang had visited him a few times before, so he couldn't help but subconsciously defend.

"My dad... looks like a sick child when he falls ill. In fact, he used to be very healthy and liked to swim in winter. But teaching... It's too easy to get sick."

Jiang Wang suddenly realized something.

If he hadn't come back, he wouldn't have brought Ji Linqiu there in the middle of the night to help his father find a good bed, would it be the other way around?

The man pulled back his thoughts, as if to protect the secret, and diverted the topic.

"The condition is very good, can I touch it?"

"certainly."

Ji Linqiu scrutinized his father's teaching that "a gentleman has nothing to do, and jade does not leave the body", so he just moved forward and put his palm in front of his palm.

Jiang forgot the tricks that his friends had taught him before, and carefully touched the jade on his wrist.

Warm and greasy, smooth and clear.

The fingertips were stroked from the jade body to the bottom, and gently scraped with the fingertips.

Ji Linqiu bit her lip inexplicably, as if trying to hold back some provocation.

Jiang Wang sincerely envied that he had his father wearing jade all the time, and he didn't pay attention to Ji Linqiu's expression, so he pulled back his hand to tie the apron.

"Hey... One day I'll give Peng Xingwang a piece too."

Buy yourself ashamed of yourself?

Ji Linqiu realized his lack of attention and quickly responded.

Inner self-warning when wearing an apron.

What do you think about all day long.

Chocolate Melaleuca is as simple as it sounds.

After the crepes are battered, they are fried layer by layer, like a batch of wholesale pancake fruits.

Then make the corresponding flavor of cream, slowly stack one layer of cake and one layer of cream, cover the top layer when there are about 20 layers, sprinkle some cocoa powder, and you're done.

Ji Linqiu's translation? Very detailed, from how much fine sugar and whipped cream should be stirred, to how many batches should be sifted in, and how many seconds should the batter be baked on a small fire.

do.

Jiang Wangpai looked at the front and back sheets of paper and found something.

"The original eight-page paper is translated into English, can it be shrunk into two pages?"

"Not really," Ji Linqiu pointed forward two paragraphs: "From here to the back, we are talking about the origin of this cake."

"The shape originally came from the Hungarian city of szeged, and was redesigned by ?cafe deaix next to the Paris Opera, and repackaged two years ago under the name q ts feuille, which means five hundred layers of cake."

What does Ji Linqiu speak in French? Very good, even if it is just a string of words alone, it seems to be easy and brisk.

Jiang Wang was caught by this, looked at him and said, "You? Can you speak French?"

Ji Linqiu held back a smile and read to him a long paragraph in French on one of the pages, elegantly and casually.

"When you handed me the information yourself, didn't you take a close look at its language?"

Jiang Wang was dumbfounded: "I still wonder why this English is mixed with a lot of pinyin."

Is Peng Xingwang sitting? He is doing homework from a distance, and he hears the voice mixed in: "Mr. Ji is so handsome! I want to learn too!"

Ji Linqiu was so praised that his eyes were curved, and he continued to talk to them.

"This French coffee shop has deliberately created a selling point. Not only does this cake come in six flavors, which change every month, so that it can bring something fresh to customers."

Jiang Wang had already heard the money tree ringing.

"They made six, so we can make twelve."

Ji Linqiu thought he was joking; "Where did you get so much?"

"Chocolate, strawberry, matcha, mango, kiwi fruit, meat floss." Jiang Wang thought very quickly, counting his fingers for him: "Durian, sea salt milk cap, Oreo, soy milk, dragon fruit, and a red velvet cherries. ,Is it enough?"

Ji Linqiu didn't expect this at all, and said in surprise: "Can durian still be made into cake?"

Jiang Wang subconsciously wanted to say that twenty years later, the streets will be filled with durian desserts, but he stopped the topic and nodded quickly.

He suddenly felt sorry.

Really want to take you? Take it twenty years later to see it.

Desserts are delicious there, high-speed trains are everywhere, and schools are advanced and open.

The world there must be good to you too.

The two of them shared a menu. One was responsible for mixing the batter and the other was mixing the cocoa butter. After finishing it early, they summarized their experience and recorded it again for the employees to watch and learn.

Ji Linqiu put her previous experience in baking scallion pancakes here, and unexpectedly overturned the car.

The first one is battered, the second one is more than half broken, and the third one is still raw in the middle?

Branded to the fourth? Zhang overturned, and finally laughed and cursed in a low voice.

Jiang Wang turned his head to look at him halfway through adding the sugar, and then forgot how many spoonfuls he added.

Ji Linqiu was still magnanimous when he looked at him: "What's the matter?"

"It's very charming," Jiang Wang praised knowingly: "It's nice to scold, I will scold more in the future."

Ji Linqiu thought that we were both weirdos, so he took a breath and continued to accompany him on pancakes.

Fortunately, finally remembered to read the instructions later, saying that had to turn on a low fire, so spread out a lot of them in a frying pan, and stacked them with Jiang Wang.

When it reached twenty-five layers, the cake wobbled like an earthen fort built of cream and soft cakes.

Ji Linqiu carefully handled the cream on the edge with a scraper, and then sprinkled a layer of light icing sugar, and the appearance was immediately upgraded.

"Insert a gold velvet shop logo, and some people believe that it is imported from France." He laughed.

Jiang Wang was watching the thin layer of cocoa butter on the back of his finger.

When the season is near autumn, it is white to floodlight, and the skin is even more bright and moist when it is stained with chocolate.

The cream went up and down with the movements of the knuckles, which was particularly dazzling.

The man snorted.

I really want to lick it off. w, please keep in mind:,