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　　 took out the dough that had been refrigerated for an hour in the refrigerator, Su Ruoxi saw that the dough was a little bit helpless.

　　 "Hey, hey, what do you do next?"

　　 Feng Yifan picked out a rolling pin and said, "Here you are, the next step is to roll this dough into a thin dough."

　　 Su Ruoxi took the rolling pin, and according to Feng Yifan's instructions, sprinkled some corn flour on the chopping board of the cooking table, and evenly spread the flour by hand, and then buckled the dough after refrigeration in the basin.

　　 Su Ruoxi stretched out her hand and pressed gently, and found that the dough was different from what she had imagined. It was not in the soft state of the dough, but rather hard.

　　 After pressing hard for a few times, Su Ruoxi frowned slightly and asked, "How can it be rolled into a dough when this is so hard?"

　　 Feng Yifan did not respond immediately, instead he uncovered the lid of the iron bucket, and the rich scent in the pot instantly rose up, permeating the whole kitchen, and smelling the scent made Su Ruoxi unable to help but swallow.

　　 Use a large iron spoon to gently skim off some scum, and add the old brine again. After gently stirring, replace the lid.

　　 Then, Feng Yifan turned around, came to his wife's side, and took the rolling pin from his wife.

　　 "Well, let me roll the crust. You are responsible for making the stuffing in the custard crust."

　　 Su Ruoxi also readily accepted: "Okay, then what should I do?"

Feng Yifan pointed to the refrigerator and said, "Take out the milk from the outermost part of the refrigerator, heat it up with a pot on the fire, remember to add some white sugar, I have prepared it, heat the milk, and then pour the egg whites and stir evenly. ."

　　 After giving instructions to his wife, Feng Yifan began to roll the skin, first squeeze the dough vigorously and flatten it, and then start to roll it vigorously with a rolling pin.

　　 The cookie dough after refrigeration is indeed a bit hard, and it may not be evenly rolled without a lot of strength.

　　The key is not to be able to roll it out very quickly. It has to be rolled out slowly to ensure that the overall thickness is uniform.

　　 Su Ruoxi saw her husband slowly rolling the skin over and over again, and she couldn't help thinking: Fortunately, she didn't roll the skin, otherwise it would be really tiring. I opened the refrigerator and saw a carton of milk beside the door of the refrigerator compartment, so I took it out.

　　 Then Su Ruoxi discovered that there were still many fresh things piled up in the large refrigerator in her back kitchen, among which there were quite a few weird things.

　　 For example, cauliflower with a weird-looking appearance, a lot of milk and various eggs, including some sauces.

　　 took out the milk and closed the door of the refrigerator, Su Ruoxi asked strangely: "Why are there so many strange things piled up in the refrigerator?"

　　 Feng Yifan raised his head when he heard the words, and asked, "What is weird? Is there anything weird in the refrigerator?"

　　 Su Ruoxi pointed to the refrigerator door and said: "You piled so many kinds of milk, and the sauce, and things like liver, and the cauliflower, how can it grow so strange?"

　　 Feng Yifan heard his wife's words and smiled and said: "Those are also ingredients, but they are rare in China."

　　 Then, Feng Yifan also seriously explained to his wife how to use some of the ingredients.

　　 "Those different types of milk are prepared for Ruoruo and her good friend Yang Xiaoxi to make cakes, as well as the fruits and some ingredients. Those things need to be prepared in advance."

　　 Su Ruoxi felt that what her husband said was reasonable, so she nodded and did not ask any more, and took the milk to her husband's side.

　　 "The milk is here, what should I do next?"

　　 Feng Yifan heard his wife’s question, and he was a little bit dumbfounded. He thought to himself, didn’t he tell you the whole process? Forgot so soon?

　　 But seeing his wife's appearance, Feng Yifan can only give a serious explanation.

　　 Listen to it again, Su Ruoxi has roughly understood, waved her hand and said: "Okay, I understand, you continue to roll the skin, I will do it, I will ensure that there is no problem."

　　 said that, but the first step made Su Ruoxi a little difficult, because looking at the large and small pots in the back kitchen, she didn't know which pot to use for a while?

　　 Feng Yifan watched his wife stand in a daze in front of a pile of pots, and pointed to a small iron pot hanging on the wall: "Just use that."

　　 Su Ruoxi reached out and took it down, then poured the milk in and put it on the stove for heating.

During the 　　, Feng Yifan also stretched out his hand to help adjust the fire, ensuring that it was slowly heated with a small fire to melt the white sugar in the milk.

　　 Su Ruoxi also stood by the pot very seriously, using the small iron spoon that Feng Yifan gave her, slowly stirring, so that the milk and white sugar can be fully integrated.

　　 Bring the heated milk. According to Feng Yifan's instructions, pour the separated egg whites into the hot milk, and mix them evenly with a blender.

　　 Feng Yifan also exhorted: "Don't go too fast, slowly, let the egg white and milk fuse, and just stir it to get a little consistency."

　　Su Ruoxi nodded, seriously doing what her husband said, and at the same time watching her husband finish rolling the skin.

　　 "It doesn't have to be very thin, it's not good to be too thin, it's about three or four millimeters like this."

　　 Then, Su Ruoxi saw that her husband had brought a baking tray, and also found out the **** molds with frilled edges.

　　 Su Ruoxi knows very well that this mold, like egg tart, was not available at home before: "How can you prepare for everything? Did you buy these? Are you ready already?"

　　 Feng Yifan smiled and nodded and replied: "Yes, these things are all bought these days."

　　 Su Ruoxi continued to ask with some surprise: "You have already thought about it, do you want to give your daughter something to eat every day?"

　　 Feng Yifan shook his head and said, "Of course not, but I think I always make these for my daughter, so I saw it when I went to the market and I bought it back in advance."

After that, Feng Yifan continued to teach his wife: "You look good, these rolled skins, use a round mold that is slightly larger than the **** mold, and cut them into round cakes, and then press them in this way. In the mold, remember to press it tighter."

　　 Su Ruoxi also took it very seriously, and then made one by herself, and found that this thing is actually not difficult.

　　 After all the crusts of the egg tarts were put into the molds, Su Ruoxi asked, "Next, do you want to pour this milk into these molds?"

　　 Feng Yifan shook his head and said: "Don't worry, first pass the milk through the sieve, UU reading www.uukanshu.com will filter out some impurities."

　　 Su Ruoxi did the same.

　　 When his wife made it, Feng Yifan selected some fruits, cut all the fruits into small particles, and spread them on the bottom of the egg **** mold.

　　 After laying out the fruit cubes, Feng Yifan said to his wife: "Okay, then you can pour the milk in. Remember not to pour too much, and leave a distance of about two millimeters."

　　 Su Ruoxi heard this and immediately asked strangely: "How can this be guaranteed to be 2mm? Is it still measured with a ruler?"

　　Feng Yifan smiled and stretched out his hand, holding his wife's hand, gently hugging his wife, and taking his wife to pour the milk into the custard crust.

　　 At first, her husband held her hands like this, and she hugged Su Ruoxi into her arms, making Su Ruoxi stiff, subconsciously trying to break free.

　　 But Feng Yifan's voice rang in his ears: "Don't move, you study hard, okay?"

　　 Su Ruoxi listened to her husband's words, so she could only let her husband do it like this. At first, her heartbeat accelerated, but after the first egg **** was poured, she gradually relaxed.

　　 Looking at the amount of milk that the husband poured, basically there was a reference. When the husband wanted to continue to do it, Su Ruoxi resolutely refused.

　　 "Okay, I have a reference, you can go and see the meat in your pot, don't be here, don't you feel hot because it is sticky?"

Being pushed away by his wife, even though Feng Yifan still has some thoughts, because he didn’t want to offend his wife, he had to let his wife do it on her own, and didn’t forget to say: “Then you have to pay attention and don’t overdo it. Otherwise, it will be bad when you can bake it."

　　 Su Ruoxi continued to pour the milk, while responding: "Okay, I know, it's really long-winded."