Chapter 293 Baked Egg Tart Asking for a Monthly Pass~
Five RVs drove smoothly onto the road.
The surrounding scenery is constantly changing.
Bright sunlight shines in through the windows on both sides, making the entire RV bright and bright.
Sang Mizhou squatted down and looked at the quick-frozen foods that were assigned to the freezer layer. They were all fried foods and egg tarts, and of course some dumplings, glutinous rice balls and flat food.
It's a pity that the pot is not in his hands, and it's not time for lunch yet.
Sang Mizhou turned his head and looked at Xiao Fubao, who was leaning on the sofa watching TV, and asked, "Do you want to eat egg tarts?"
The fresh energy that Xiao Fubao felt when she just got into the RV has passed. At this time, she is sitting on the sofa, eating the pomegranate that Sang Mizhou gave her, obediently spitting the seeds into a disposable cup, and watching TV
cartoons broadcast.
Not noisy or noisy.
"What is an egg tart?"
Little Fu Bao blinked his big bright eyes and looked at Sang Mizhou.
Not to mention egg tarts, even the snacks and other things they bought were the first time she had eaten them recently.
Sang Mizhou simply stopped asking her.
Take out a row of egg tart shells directly from the quick-frozen layer, take out four egg tart shells, pour the egg tart liquid on them, place them on the baking sheet, bake at 200 degrees Celsius for 20 minutes.
When giving him the egg tart crust, Shen Fanglan told him and Lu Zhaoxi in advance how to bake the egg tart.
Because she knew that Song Nanchen and Ji Yucheng, two fathers, must know how to bake egg tarts.
But it was inevitable that he and Lu Zhaoxi, two young masters from a rich family, would not even know if they knew how to use the oven.
In just a few minutes, the entire carriage was filled with the sweet smell of egg tarts.
Even little Fubao, who had been eating pomegranates carefully, was attracted by this.
"Wow! Brother, the egg tarts taste so delicious!"
Sang Mizhou smiled, sat on the sofa and looked down at the newly bought book in his hand.
There is no mobile phone, and the TV is left to little Fubao, so he can only read books.
"Ding--"
I just heard the oven beeping.
Sang Mizhou folded a page of the book and placed it on the table, put on heat-proof gloves, opened the oven, took out the baking sheet and placed it on the table next to the sink.
Little Fubao couldn't help but got off the sofa and ran to the sink to put his toes up. He leaned his little head close and took a deep breath of the aroma.
The milky aroma is rich and sweet to the core.
"Wow, it smells so good!"
Sang Mizhou gently pushed her little head away with his wrist and reminded: "Don't touch the baking pan. The baking pan is very hot. Go back and sit down. The egg tart is still very hot now. You can't eat it. Put it down later."
I'll bring it to you when it's cold."
"Okay~" After listening to Sang Mizhou's words, little Fubao went back to his seat and sat down very obediently.
After the egg tarts had cooled down a bit, Sang Mizhou picked up one of the egg tarts and handed it to Xiao Fubao.
Little Fu Bao couldn't wait for it. He reached out to take the egg tart and put it into his mouth.
Just hear a crisp sound.
There were some crumbs of egg tart crust on the corners of Xiao Fubao's mouth.
The sweet and rich egg tart melted in her mouth as soon as she took a sip, mixed with the crispy egg tart crust. This was the first time she had tasted this wonderful taste.
Xiao Fubao's eyes lit up instantly, and he looked at Sang Mizhou with eyes full of admiration: "It's delicious! Brother, you are so awesome!"
Being stared at by my sister with such adoring eyes.
Sang Mizhou instantly felt that his image had grown taller.
Her chin raised unconsciously, and she placed all three remaining egg tarts in front of her.