After Gu Xiaoyou finished hanging the duck, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead: "Just bake it for another forty minutes."

"I'll pick it up later," Mu Wuchen said. Just now he saw Gu Xiaoyou using a hook to toss in the steaming oven, and he couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.

If he didn't know how to operate it, he would have just wanted to get the roast duck for her.

Resisting the urge to grab the hook, Mu Wuchen patiently watched her operation. After reading it carefully, he knew what she was doing.

"Can you do it?" Gu Xiaoyou wiped the sweat with his sleeve and asked.

"You'll know in a moment." Mu Wuchen said calmly, taking out a handkerchief from his sleeve: "Use the handkerchief to wipe your sweat, don't always use your sleeves, it doesn't look like a girl."

"Old old-fashioned." Gu Xiaoyou pouted, took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"What did you say?" Mu Wuchen narrowed his eyes and looked at Gu Xiaoyou.

"It's nothing, just watch the stove fire, I'll prepare other things." Gu Xiaoyou concealed it and hurriedly ran out of the backyard.

"Ha." Mu Wuchen shook his head helplessly. He thought this girl was so courageous that she didn't even dare to admit a word.

Mu Wuchen sighed and continued to watch the fire.

In the kitchen, Gu Xiaoyou scooped up a spoonful of flour, stirred it with boiling water, kneaded it until the dough was smooth, covered it with cotton cloth and took it to the backyard.

Gu Xiaoyou placed the basin next to the stove of the oven and used the heat of the oven to wake up the noodles.

Taking out her phone and checking the time, Gu Xiaoyou said: "The roast duck will be taken out in half an hour."

"Yeah." Mu Wuchen responded, watching the fire dutifully.

Gu Xiaoyou sat for a while and then got bored: "Did you smell the aroma of roast duck just now?"

"..." Mu Wuchen hesitated for a moment. He had only paid attention to Gu Xiaoyou using the hook to get the duck, and didn't pay attention to the smell of the duck at all.

"It should smell good." Mu Wuchen said hesitantly.

"What do you mean it should be?" Gu Xiaoyou said dissatisfiedly: "If it smells good, it smells good. If it doesn't smell good, it doesn't smell good."

Why did Mu Wuchen's adjectives become more and more tricky after "fairly acceptable" and "not bad"?

"It's time to add more firewood." Mu Wuchen picked up a piece of firewood and changed the subject.

"Humph." Gu Xiaoyou hummed softly, and after a while the roast duck was ready. She must force this guy to write a 500-word essay.

Not wanting to talk to Mu Wuchen anymore, Gu Xiaoyou simply fiddled with her phone, calling up Xiaoxiao which she hadn't played for a long time and swiping around on the screen.

Mu Wuchen looked at it with greedy eyes, watching the fire while distracted.

Gu Xiaoyou was having so much fun, and Mu Wuchen was so excited. Just when Mu Wuchen's patience was about to run out, Gu Xiaoyou's alarm clock vibrated: "The roast duck is ready."

Gu Xiaoyou put away her phone and was about to turn on the oven.

Mu Wuchen put on the insulating gloves before her: "I'll get them."

Gu Xiaoyou handed him the hook and warned: "Okay, you have to be careful not to drop the duck."

"Yes." Mu Wuchen nodded and opened the oven door. He originally thought it would be very hot, but when he put on gloves, he only felt a warm sensation.

Mu Wuchen looked at the gloves on his hands in surprise. He didn't know what kind of material the girl's gloves were made of.

With a sigh in his heart, Mu Wuchen took the hook and easily took off the roast duck hook.

This time he noticed the smell of roast duck, and a rich aroma spread over the surface.

Before he could smell it carefully, Gu Xiaoyou came over with a big iron plate: "Put the duck up quickly."

"Yeah." Mu Wuchen put the roast duck on the iron plate.

Gu Xiaoyou looked at the shiny roast duck roasting on the iron plate, and felt happy, it's done!

She immediately took the roast duck to the kitchen and said without looking back: "Turn out the stove and bring in the basin."

Mu Wuchen raised his eyebrows, was this girl ordering him around?

Throwing the hook next to the oven with dissatisfaction, Mu Wuchen put out the stove fire with a straight face and took the basin into the kitchen.

Putting the basin on the chopping board with a bang, Mu Wuchen glared at Gu Xiaoyou.

Gu Xiaoyou nervously opened the cloth on the basin: "Yeah, my facial shape has improved."

With that said, he took the dough out of the basin, put it on the board and kneaded it.

Mu Wuchen's breath suddenly got stuck in his throat, unable to come up or go down, so he could only swallow it.

Without saying a word, he took away the purse from Gu Xiaoyou's waist, pressed the screen of his phone, and then remembered that he had to rely on Gu Xiaoyou to open the soul-collecting mirror: "Hand."

"What?" Gu Xiaoyou stretched out his hand without knowing why.

Mu Wuchen held her index finger and put it on the phone. The phone screen instantly opened. He flicked Gu Xiaoyou's little hand. Mu Wuchen took the phone and started playing Xiaoxiao.

"..." Gu Xiaoyou glanced at her fingers wordlessly, feeling that she was a ruthless unlocking machine.

With a helpless glance at Mu Wuchen, who was addicted to the game, Gu Xiaoyou washed his hands and continued to rub the dough in his hands.

She rolled the dough into a long strip, divided it into two pieces with a kitchen knife, then divided the two pieces into sixteen small pieces, kneaded them into small pieces of dough, flattened the dough pieces one by one, dipped the two pieces together in oil, and rolled them into pancakes.

Rolling out all the dough into pancakes in one go, Gu Xiaoyou wiped her hands with silk cloth, heated the pan over low heat, and placed the pancakes directly on the pan.

After a while, the dough began to foam. Use a spatula to turn the foamed dough over. After frying on the pan for a while, the dough puffed up. Gu Xiaoyou divided it with chopsticks and separated out two thin pieces.

Lotus leaf cake.

The other pancakes were cooked according to the method, and thirty-two lotus leaf pancakes were quickly fried.

Put the lotus leaf cake on a small porcelain plate, and while the pot was hot, Gu Xiaoyou put the sweet noodle sauce into the pot and heated it up again.

Put it aside and put it aside. Gu Xiaoyou washed and shredded the cucumber, peeled and shredded the onion, and placed the cucumber and onion shreds on a white porcelain plate.

Gu Xiaoyou prepared all the ingredients for the roast duck and took the roast duck from the iron plate.

While she was making preparations, the roast duck had cooled down a bit and was not as hot as when it came out of the oven.

Gu Xiaoyou picked up the kitchen knife and weighed it. After thinking about the video of roast duck, he put down the kitchen knife and went to the warehouse to find a sharp fork and knife.

She came back with a small fork and knife, looked at the roast duck and took a deep breath.

You must know that slices of roast duck are the key to whether the roast duck is delicious. If you slice it too thickly, it will lose its taste. It is best for the slices to be even in size, thin and not broken.

The roast duck she had eaten in the hotel had already been sliced, so she would be a little nervous if she had to do it.

Holding a sharp fork and knife, Gu Xiaoyou couldn't put his hand down.

"Oh." Gu Xiaoyou sighed, put down the fork and knife, and stretched out his hand towards Mu Wuchen: "Give it back to me."

"What's wrong?" Mu Wuchen raised his eyebrows, making an expression like he didn't want to return it.
Chapter completed!