Not seeing each other for one day is like three autumns.
Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng had been in town for three days, busy with the birthday banquet, and never returned home even at night.
Three days, for Sanfang people and Yuanbao, is equivalent to three autumns.
We haven't seen each other for three autumns.
Can everyone not miss Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng?
The children's reaction is the most direct.
Xiaozhi and Yuanbao rushed up, each hugged Mu Shuangshuang's thigh, and blinked at Mu Shuangshuang.
Xiaohan has always been relatively reserved.
In front of so many people, it is impossible for him to hug Mu Shuangshuang like Yuanbao Xiaozhi and express his feelings of missing him.
However, he stood very close to Mu Shuangshuang and kept staring at Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng, as if he couldn't get enough of them.
"Sister Shuangshuang, we miss you and my second brother."
Yuan Bao's sweet mouth made Mu Shuangshuang very happy.
She gently tapped Yuan Bao on the head and said dotingly: "Little Jiling, your second brother and I have brought you a lot of delicious food.
You can choose to eat it now or tomorrow morning."
Of the two cakes made in the morning, one was given to Mrs.
Liu, and half of the other cake was given to the waiters in the restaurant in Mu Shuangshuang.
The remaining half is for family members to try.
After hearing Mu Shuangshuang's words, Yuan Bao's little eyes suddenly lit up.
He pulled Mu Shuangshuang's skirt and looked at Mu Shuangshuang energetically, "Sister Shuangshuang, we haven't had dinner yet.
Take out the delicious food quickly.
I I want to eat it now” "Oh my god, it's already this late and you haven't had dinner yet."
Mu Shuangshuang was shocked.
She and Lu Yuanfeng came back in the evening when the sun was about to set.
When they arrived at the village, it was already dark.
For such a long time, everyone has been waiting for themselves and Lu Yuanfeng with hungry stomachs.
"Shuangshuang, the children know that you are coming back today, and they all say they want to wait for you to have dinner together.
We can't persuade them," Mu Dashan came out to explain.
Seeing that everyone was talking further and further away, Yu Siniang quickly ordered: "Okay, Fengzi and Shuangshuang must be hungry after traveling for so long.
Let's go eat first."
Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng were indeed hungry, and neither of them was polite anymore.
Mu Shuangshuang picked up the cake on the carriage and followed it into her small kitchen.
In the kitchen, the food has been laid out, seemingly waiting for Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng to return.
Mu Shuangshuang suddenly felt warm in her heart.
"I just heated up the dishes, they are all hot, you and Fengzi eat quickly," Yu Siniang said while picking up the dishes for Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng.
Most of the meat slices in the earthenware bowls were sandwiched into their bowls.
They both stood up at the same time, "Mom, you can eat by yourself.
Fengzi and I have been eating and living in the town during this period.
We have good food and drink.
There is no need to pick up food for us."
Lu Yuanfeng also said: "Aunt Si Niang, I don't need it either."
Yu Siniang looked helpless, and suddenly she said to Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng: "There is something I forgot to tell you.
The guy who lived in Fengzi before was named Xing Beichen.
He came back the day after you went to town. " Yu Siniang's words stirred up a thousand waves, and both Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng were shocked.
When Xing Beichen left, he told the two of them to come back as soon as possible.
A long time passed, but I didn't hear any news from Xing Beichen.
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When Mu Shuangshuang had almost no hope for this man, he suddenly appeared again.
Also interesting "Then where is he now?"
Mu Shuangshuang asked.
"Second brother is not at my house, so I don't dare to sleep at home alone.
I originally wanted to sleep with Xiaohan, but later brother Beichen came and there was no place to sleep, so I let him sleep in second brother's room."
Yuan Bao said.
"Have you eaten, Brother Beichen?"
This time, it was Lu Yuanfeng who spoke.
"Eat, eat, I personally delivered it to you.
The kids said they would wait for you to have dinner together in the evening.
I was afraid that Xing Beichen wouldn't be able to wait, so I delivered a bowl of rice to him alone.
The food he eats is the same as ours.
I fry it in the same pot. " Yu Siniang was afraid that Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng would misunderstand, so she explained.
"Then should we call him over?"
Lu Yuanfeng asked Mu Shuangshuang.
"No, just bring him a cake later.
He should have eaten a lot of other snacks, so I won't bring them."
Mu Shuangshuang said and put the cake on the table.
Making cakes in ancient times was not as convenient as it is in modern times.
Modern cakes can be packed in paper boxes.
In ancient times, paper boxes were impossible to find, and wooden boxes have a unique flavor.
So, Mu Shuangshuang thought about it and finally used the iron pan lid that he had used to cover the cake to fill half of the cake.
Then use a big bowl to hold it upside down.
Maybe it was the things Mu Shuangshuang brought back, but they were wrapped so tightly that they instantly attracted everyone's attention.
The moment the lid was lifted, Yuan Bao swallowed hard.
The two cakes Mu Shuangshuang made were both double-layered.
In order to make it easier for her and the store clerks to share the food, she separated them in advance when making the second one, so what Yuanbao saw was a round cake.
There are some white things on it, and all the small fruits cut into pieces.
The white one is real cream.
Mu Shuangshuang read in a book in his previous life that the top layer of unprocessed milk is the butterfat used to make milk.
Butterfat is a necessary material for making cream.
Westerners a long time ago heated the butterfat, put it in a container, stirred and beat it with a wooden stick, and after about half an hour, the resulting product was butter.
However, the taste and color are not as good as the cream made by modern machines.
As for cakes, to a certain extent, they are similar to steamed buns.
As long as you master the method well, what you make will definitely not be steamed buns, but cakes.
Just getting milk to make cream is not an easy task for Mu Shuangshuang, so she is unwilling to mass-produce cakes.
"Sister Shuangshuang, can I eat it?"
Yuan Bao kept licking his mouth, looking like he was really a snack.
Mu Shuangshuang nodded with a smile, took out a knife and divided the cake into several portions.
Yu Siniang took another bowl and a new pair of chopsticks from the cupboard.
Everyone got their share of the cake as they wished.
The cake was more delicate and soft than the steamed buns, and the cream covering it had a sweet taste, so the kids ate it enthusiastically.
Mu Dashan and Yu Siniang were full of praise for Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng.
After a while, everyone finished their portion. s: Some readers said before that where did butter come from in ancient times?
I originally wanted to abbreviate that paragraph, but I was afraid that people would have questions, so I wrote it down.
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