She spent one night building a foundation and so on, but Qiao Yu remembered these ambitious words for her, but Hu Nuan had completely forgotten it when she got up early the next day.
Looking at his apprentice happily going to school, Qiao Yu thought about whether he should let her keep her promise.
Hu Nuan was very happy today. Unlike her previous exchanges with the children, this time she was fully prepared to share.
Hu Qing spent a lot of effort to make the three-layer cake.
It's so big that you can stand up and dance.
Hu Nuan especially solemnly invited all his classmates and teachers before class and asked them to get together at noon.
Everyone was curious about what the cake Hu Nuan was talking about, and they all gave her face. They didn't go out after the class in the morning, waiting for her to speak.
Hu Nuan was very excited. She called her dear Jin Jin and Yu Xi, put several tables together, patted the storage bags gently, and the three-layer cake with light yellow cream base, green leaves, pink flowers, and fruits filled the table.
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"Wow--"
Let’s not talk about anything else. First, wow, the size of this novel food is so big.
"Wow--"
The second wave of wow was when everyone smelled the unique sweetness of the cream cake.
Hu Nuan stood in the middle, using a word she couldn't understand to describe it: dominating, and using a word she understood to describe it: showing off.
She smiled sweetly: "My mother said, thank you everyone for taking care of me, and treat everyone to a cake."
The little fat man had already started walking around the big cake: "Xiao Nuan, where do you start eating this cake? Do you want to peel it?"
Xiao Yu pretended to be mature and grabbed him: "You are so stupid. As soon as you smell this, you will know that the skin can be eaten without peeling it off."
Hu Nuan took out the disposable small fork and plate that Hu Qing made for her out of bamboo, as well as a thin bamboo knife, and handed them to her husband.
"Sir, mom said you took the trouble to teach us. Thank you. You can cut the cake."
The husband was actually a little touched. Although he took over the enlightenment task of this class to earn resources for himself, he really liked children, liked to teach them, and was willing to devote his efforts to their growth.
Taking over the long and thin bamboo knife and having no idea what to do with it, he smiled and said, "Xiao Nuan, please teach me how to cut it."
Hu Nuan held his hand: "Like this, like this, like this again."
The gentleman understood it at a glance. He looked at the small plate held by Hu Nuan and cut a piece of suitable size.
"Sir, come and cut it, you can line up and pick it up."
Jin Xin immediately stood in the second place, Xiao Yu glared at him and stood in the third place, and the other children quickly stood up and looked at the big cake with great curiosity.
Leng Ruo also lined up and saw something very strange. This was something she had never seen before, not even in her previous life. But it was no wonder, she had never eaten mortal food or lived in the mortal world in her previous life.
It’s not surprising that I don’t know.
My junior sister’s mother turns out to be a very interesting person.
The master divided the cake for the last disciple and took a small plate to himself. This was the first piece he cut. Hu Nuan then placed it on the other side of him. Obviously, he wanted to give the first piece to the master.
For this reason, the husband felt warm in his heart. He had pitied this child from the mortal world before. Looking at her appearance when she first came, he knew that she had suffered a lot before. He had also been a disciple since he was a child, so he knew that when he was a child, others would definitely treat a child.
How important children are. It is inevitable to be more friendly in class on weekdays.
He didn't expect anything in return, not only for Hu Nuan, but also for other young disciples in the same situation. But Hu Nuan was the first child to reciprocate kindness to him.
Yes, with a few more smiles and a few more compliments, how could those children care about such trivial matters when they grow up? But Hu Nuan, this quiet and well-behaved child took it seriously.
The gentleman sighed in his heart and whispered to Hu Nuan: "Xiao Nuan, your mother taught you very well."
Qiao Yu: Why not me?
Sir: A person's kindness cannot be cultivated in three or five days. Obviously Hu Nuan has always been kind, and of course it was influenced by the people who have been with her.
Hu Nuan smiled so hard that her eyes curled up: "Mom is the best."
The husband nodded, clearly showing the deep love between mother and daughter.
He imitated Hu Nuan, took a piece of butter with a small bamboo fork and put it into his mouth. The delicate and light texture made him squint. It was his first time to taste this strange taste. It felt - not bad.
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Hu Qingyu is rather overbearing when it comes to cooking. She likes to cook according to her own taste. Even if she knows what most people like, she still has to take care of herself. If nothing she eats can satisfy her own feelings, what's the point of living?
Of course, this was before the apocalypse, and after the apocalypse, as long as she could survive, she could swallow the rancid food without blinking an eye.
This cake was also made according to her taste. It is fragrant, very fragrant, and sweet, but slightly sweet. Children should not eat too much sugar anyway. By some combination of circumstances, adults also like it.
The children also liked it, and everyone wanted to eat it again. The cake was simply made big enough, and whoever finished it had to cut it by himself. Everyone could even juggle a sword and didn't know how to cut a cake. Soon, the three-layer cake could be seen with the naked eye.
Visible speed disappears.
Not a single piece is left.
Ah, it's lunch time.
The young disciples had eaten enough and went to play. The person waiting to feed the mythical beast in the cafeteria said:...
Jin Xin pulled Hu Nuan far away and whispered: "Let me tell you, I don't like Master Shuanghua either."
Hu Nuan blinked: "Oh."
Probably: Why are you telling me this?
Jin Xin: "My master said that he is also annoyed with Master Shuanghua. We are just giving her face and asking me to stay away from her in the future. They also asked me to stay away from Leng Suo."
Hu Nuan said slowly: "I don't like her either. But I don't hate Leng Ruo either."
Jin Xin: "Well, I don't hate Leng Ruo either, but she has an annoying master. My master said that Master Shuanghua's eyes don't look down."
Hu Nuan chuckled: "Leng Ruo is so pitiful."
"Why is Leng Ruo pitiful? My master said that Master Shuanghua said that she would only accept one disciple in her life. From now on, all the resources in Piaoran Peak will be Leng Ruo's - Jin Xin, you are cheating on Hu Nuan delicious food behind my back again."
." Xiao Yu suddenly appeared.
Jin Xin shouted: "I didn't, Xiaonuan and I are good friends, we were whispering."
Xiao Yu looked down upon her: "You are a boy who whispers to a girl, why don't you talk to other seniors and sisters?"
Jin Xin: "I just like Hu Nuan."
Xiao Yu looked at Hu Nuan: "Did he lie to you about delicious food again?"
Hu Nuan shook his head and took out a roast chicken: "Would you like to eat it?"
The caramel-colored roast chicken had an attractive sheen, and the two of them salivated.
Hu Nuan held the chicken feet in one hand and stretched out his hand in front of their eyes to pinch his fingers: "My master, if you do it like this, your hands will be on fire. Roast chicken tastes better when it's hot. Which one of you knows how?"
Gudu, Jin Xin looked at Xiao Yu. He has a wood spirit root and can control fire, but he can't control it well. What if the roast chicken is burned?
Xiao Yu: "I'll do it. I have a fire root, and I've been playing with fire since I was three years old."
Xiao Yu was really good at playing with fire. A layer of red flames appeared in the palms of his hands, and he faintly approached the roasted chicken to heat it.
Hu Nuan didn't burn her hands while holding the roast chicken.
Don't be afraid of being burned, she has ice spiritual roots.
