Now Mo Qishan and Tangtang put on their aprons and waited around the cooking table for Fang Lanxin to prepare the butter, put it into the flour dough, and spread it evenly with their hands.
Tangtang stretched her neck, but couldn't see the dough in the basin, stretched out her chubby little arms, asking Mo Qishan to hug her, only then did she see the fluffy dough mixed with butter in the basin.
Seeing the excitement on the little guy's face, he really wanted to grab two handfuls of the dough.
Fang Lanxin asked Mo Qishan to put the little guy on the stool and bring the little guy to knead the dough.
The little guy hadn't played with the dough yet, so he stretched out two chubby little fingers and poked into the dough, seeing them swell and being squeezed to the side, he immediately started giggling.
Mo Qishan came over to watch Tangtang knead the dough, and the naughty little guy rubbed the flour on his nose on purpose. Seeing this, Fang Lanxin secretly wiped the flour on Mo Qishan's face.
Mo Qishan is a handsome middle-aged uncle. Now he not only wears a yellow duckling and a pattern-edged apron, but also has a gentlemanly and handsome face with a trimmed beard. He also has the face of a big tabby cat.
He glanced back into the kitchen glass, turning his head to frighten the little guy, "Who is this that dirty my handsome face? I want revenge~~~"
Tangtang giggled and smiled at Mo Qishan, avoiding Mo Qishan's protruding claws left and right.
Fearing that the little guy would get lost in the game and accidentally flip out of the chair, Mo Qishan deliberately raised one leg first to hold the chair down, so as not to overturn the chair.
The three of them laughed and played for a while, but no one escaped the attack of the flour, like a family of cats, and then continued to knead the dough.
After the dough was kneaded, Fang Lanxin took out a rolling pin, and pressed the round and smooth dough, which looked like a little monk's head, into a rectangle, and put it in the refrigerator to chill.
Tangtang was particularly curious about Fang Lanxin's rolling pin. She tiptoed to reach for the rolling pin but couldn't reach it. She accidentally kicked over the chair—
Hearing the sound of chairs hitting the floor, Fang Lanxin and Mo Qishan who were beside them were startled.
Fortunately, the colleague whose chair fell to the ground, the little guy has already climbed onto the cooking table like a little monkey.
This cooking table was found by Fang Lanxin and Mo Qishan in an antique shop when they were traveling abroad a few years ago. It was a whole piece of high-quality marble. After paying a huge sum of money to fly back, I specially asked a designer to make a super large cooking table. When Fang Lanxin was cooking, seeing this cooking table made me feel very happy.
At this moment, the little guy used both hands and feet to crawl around flexibly on the cooking table, grabbed the rolling pin that Fang Lanxin was rolling out just now, sat on the cooking table, and imitated Fang Lanxin's movement of rolling the dough just now, waving With a rolling pin, it's so funny.
The two played with the little guy for a while, and when the dough was refrigerated, they took it out, cut the butter into thin slices and put it in the middle of the dough.
When Fang Lanxin was cooking, the little guy lay down on the cooking table to help Fang Lanxin.
Fang Lanxin patiently rolled out the dough, made the dough that had been rolled out several times into the shape of an egg tart tray, put it in the egg tart mop, and pressed it with her thumb in circles.
Tangtang followed suit and made an egg tart, clapping her hands in satisfaction.
Moqishan also made one, Fang Lanxin compared it, and found that the one made by Moqishan was not as good-looking as Tangtang's, so she immediately gave Tangtang a thumbs up.
The little guy is really smart, he learns quickly and well.
Chapter 5 is updated~~
good night everyone~~
(end of this chapter)