Chapter 14: Campus Writing (13)

Gu Anran got up the next day. The seat next to him was empty. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and touched his forehead. He had no fever anymore.
I walked into the bathroom and knocked on the door. Although this was not an eight o'clock plot, Gu Anran was just in case, if she didn't want to open it, she would see something and not show it, and then a series of dog blood events ... ... pull away ... Anyway, you have to knock on the door, right? ╮ (╯_╰) ╭
After making sure there was no one in it, Gu Anran went in to take a cough, and walked out of the room wearing pajamas. Her mother helped her ask for a week off, so she was very leisurely.
It is now more than nine o'clock, Mu Qingli should have left, no wonder the toilet will be empty.
Thinking in this way, Gu Anran stepped on the stairs and saw the hot breakfast on the table in the distance. Mu Qingli, who disappeared early in the morning, helped Zhang Ai bring the milk and juice to be served in the morning.
When Mu Qingli looked up, he saw Gu Anran in the stairwell.
"Xiao Ran, get up! Come and have breakfast!"
"Don't you need to go to class?" Gu Anran quickly walked down the stairs with only a few steps to the dining table.
"I think I've overslept anyway, so just ask for leave!" Mu Qingli smiled, without any guilt at all.
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д) Is this still the heroine I know? Where did the obedient heroine go? Is it so swollen that I overslept and said so naturally, so careless?
"Ms. Mu came to help me prepare breakfast early in the morning. I didn't exaggerate my craftsmanship, it was quite good!" Aunt Zhang smiled.
"Don't say that, I'm just a scholar."
The two began to discuss the menu happily. Someone said and laughed. Gu Anran said that she would burn even poached eggs. She couldn't get into the topic. What can I do if I go in? Express your scorching experience? Or is that charred method the best? The watch is ashamed and eats breakfast quietly, reducing its sense of presence ...
Um ... this millet porridge is so delicious ... Poached eggs are so delicious ... Lettuce salad ... Push away ..... The freshly baked bread is fluffy and soft, it's delicious, spread some jam, Hmm ... I didn't get the milk with moderate temperature, ah ... heaven!
Gu Anran thought that he could enjoy the delicious breakfast earlier, but the reality is impossible. As the saying goes, three women have a drama, how can they be members of the drama without being present?
So ... the topic jumped on her for granted.
"Will Xiao Ran cook?" Mu Qingli asked, turning his head.
"Huh ...?" Suddenly asked a question, Gu Anran held his head for a moment, and his hand that was going to stand for bread also stopped.
Gurus ... swallowing the food in his mouth, Gu Anran was trying to answer, and heard Aunt Zhang said
"My lady doesn't cook, but she can make cookies very well! All small cookies are very delicious. I used to make some on holidays before! It just seems that I am busy in high school and have no time to cook!" Zhang Aunt looked at Gu Anran with a pityful glance.
What? Does this body make cookies? I do n’t know? But it's not bad, just like that! Gu Anran, who was thinking in this way, was almost shocked by Mu Qingli's next sentence.
"Really? Xiao Ran can make cookies! I want to eat and eat!" Mu Qingli said excitedly, I really want to eat Xiao Ran's cookies, I really want to!
"Yeah! Miss, a rare lady has invited you for a week, and you'll make some cookies. Presumably Mrs Gu and Mrs Gu will be very happy."
Looking at the excited eyes with light in their eyes, Gu Anran felt the pressure was great! People will make cookies very well, but ... I, no, yes, ah ah ah! Do you want a cooking idiot to make cookies? !! You have a little conscience! (/ ‵ Д ′) / ~ ╧╧
But Gu Anran certainly can't say these things. A person who knows how to make cookies tells you that she doesn't, so wouldn't she just mouth herself? And it may make the other person offensive!
Is it rejected? Still promised ... Gu Anran left a drop of cold sweat on his forehead ...
Gu Anran's room
"Ha ha ha ha, you promised!" Hong Qingyi laughed with impunity over the phone.
"What's laughing, I'm troubled now!" Gu Anran whispered gnashing her teeth. She just locked herself in the room for the reason that she hadn't made cookies for several weeks and wanted to go back to the room to think. The computer in front of him was flashing different biscuits, materials, methods, etc., nearly a dozen.
Now I can only start the basic things such as the process, method, baking time, etc. of Gu Bien. Gu Anran memorized about 80% with a pretty good memory. She chose the simplest sliced ​​biscuit. This kind of biscuit has other flavors. It is loved by the public, so it is the best introductory course for beginners. As for why there are so many backs, if Mu Qingli asks Dong and asks West how to do it, he can't answer a single question!
Buckle ... the door knocked a few times, Mu Qingli's voice came in
"Xiao Ran! The materials are all ready! Have you thought about it?"
Gu Anran, who was staring closely at the computer screen, re-read the pie feeling again, and after confirming that he firmly remembered, he opened the door and laughed at Mu Qingli.
"Okay, let's go."
"Well, what does Xiao Ran want to do this time?" Mu Qingli followed Gu Anran and asked.
"Well, thin biscuits! You can make different flavors and make them in large quantities." The premise is that I make them ...
"Oh! No wonder Zhang has prepared so many things. It turned out to be a lot of flavors!" Mu Qingli made a contingent expression.
Many things don't just need sugar, flour, water, cream and some utensils. Gu Anran walks into the kitchen with doubts.
Gu Anran "..." I saw what is hair chocolate or lump, not chocolate powder, strawberry is hair one by one, unprocessed coffee beans, and one matcha powder is the most normal ... There are so many servings ... in boxes ... this mmd is playing with me
Fortunately, it was because Gu Anran was too frustrated for a long time. Aunt Zhang said strangely
"Miss, is there something wrong?"
"No ... these things are ..." Gu Anran pointed to the boxes
"Ms. You have always insisted on making any seasoning powder yourself. I think there are pigments on the outside. Except that the matcha powder is too difficult, you made it yourself. As for the taste ... Miss, you are not the most favorite lady. I love chocolate and matcha, and Gu likes coffee, so I prepared these ingredients. "
I rub! Is the original owner sick or full? What do I want to do! Now I want to use powder to make it. Is it too demanding for people who make cakes for the first time and the biggest problem is ... I, no, yes, do!
So ... what about swollen?
Gu Anran is glad that there is a flat panel embedded in the middle of the island in the kitchen. You can check it, otherwise Gu Anran doesn't know what to do. Go back and check how to get these things. Why is it so hard that I just carried it so hard?
Gu Anran spent two hours preparing the strawberry jam, coffee sauce and chocolate sauce because of the recipes, which was barely acceptable.
However, there were two pairs of eyes looking at myself and making myself stressful. Fortunately, I do n’t need to use a knife. Otherwise, my knife is so terrible and the cooking is a mess. Only cooking noodles can barely make ends meet, but with Hong Qingyi The comparison is food waste to food ...
I did not expect that I had a talent for food, at least better than cooking ...
With all the ingredients for the biscuit ready, start making cookies.
Bake the batter into the baking tray, place it in the oven and bake it. You can't bake the pancake for too long because it feels thin, just watch the surface of the biscuit turn golden!
After waiting for nearly ten minutes, the first batch was completed. The baking pan was brought to the kitchen, and the kitchen was full of the smell of biscuits. Gu Anran felt very fulfilled.
But when I saw nearly twenty iron pots on Nakajima, I felt powerless. How long does it take to bake! This is a few days! Don't tell me to eat this for three meals!
"Xiao Ran, I'll take the cookies to the outside table!" Mu Qingli held the baking tray to Gu Anran and said, it's so fragrant ~~
"Okay, remember to blow it with a fan." Gu Anran stirred the batter and nodded. The computer said that after baking, let her cool down quickly, the cookies will be crispy and delicious.
Gu Anran did not repeat the series of batter and sent the oven. After baking the nth batch, he finally finished the batter and bake the pan. Gu Anran felt that his hands and feet were about to break. It's six o'clock, and it took five hours, and I still do this kind of "crude work". It's a miracle that I didn't die!
Collapsed on the sofa and watched a box of boxes of biscuits sitting on the table with a crisper box. There are at least fifty boxes! Won't you vomit?
"Xiao Ran, you have worked hard!" Mu Qingli wiped his face for Gu Anran with a wet towel, looked at the pile of cookies and asked
"Xiao Ran, what flavor do you want?"
Although Aunt Zhang said that Xiao Ran liked strawberries, Gu Anran didn't realize it. When getting along, Gu Anran didn't touch any strawberry dishes. How could he like strawberry chocolate or coffee?
"I'll have chocolate and coffee." Gu Anran arrived directly, Aunt Zhang packed up the utensils just used in the kitchen, and prepared dinner by the way. Then the director wronged himself to eat strawberry-flavored biscuits and showed her that there were so many cookies !!
Enjoying Mu Qingli's feeding and the service of pinching his legs, just like a lazy cat, the laziness makes the side of Gu Anran's Mu Qingli petting a smile.
I didn't know that the interaction between the two was taken. Aunt Zhang looked at the photos in her hand and transmitted them.
Tinker bell ... Gu's office showed Wang Qinghua's mobile phone vibrated, then calmed down.