The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

Mu Yaqi felt a little bored watching from the side, but it was not appropriate to feed him, so she really wanted to try.

He should be happy if I feed him what she made, right?

Mu Yaqi began to think about which process would be more appropriate for her to start with.

She watched quietly from the side, watching him add the butter again and again, and then sift in the flour, but still couldn't figure out where to start.

She didn't know how much to use.

It wasn't until Lu Chengfeng put the dough into the piping bag that Mu Yaqi came to her senses.

It's time for her to appear!

But would it seem...desperate to ask him directly to let him do it?

There is a feeling of impatience.

There is also a feeling of wanting to plagiarize Lu Chengfeng's work.

If it were her, she wouldn't want to prepare the ingredients herself and then have someone else do the cooking.

Or wait a little longer until he invites you.

She's pretending to refuse.

Then you can decorate the flowers happily~

Mu Yaqi waited quietly to see Lu Chengfeng's next move, but he did not move.

She looked at him with some confusion, just as he was looking at her.

Mu Yaqi's puzzled voice sounded: "Hmm?"

Lu Chengfeng raised his hand to signal her to look at the baking tools beside him, and said with a smile: "Picking nozzle, choose one you like."

Mu Yaqi looked in the direction of his finger and saw a storage box next to it, which contained various piping nozzles.

Although she has never used this, she still recognizes it.

Mu Yaqi raised her hand, took the box in front of her and looked at it carefully.

There are round ones, but Mu Yaqi thinks they are too common.

It’s star-shaped, and Mu Yaqi thinks it should taste like Cheetos.

The petal-shaped one is a bit vulgar in Mu Yaqi’s opinion, but it cannot be said to be ugly.

The heart-shaped one was too sweet for Mu Yaqi, a bit cloying, but not completely unacceptable.

There are also animal shapes, flower shapes, letter or number shapes, which Mu Yaqi finds vulgar.

The ones that Lu Chengfeng gave her just now were also round.

Finally, Mu Yaqi asked, "Once this piping nozzle is made, can it not be modified?"

Lu Chengfeng thought for a moment and responded, "It can be adjusted."

Mu Yaqi smiled and said, "I want the round and rectangular ones."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and replied, “Okay.”

As he spoke, he divided the dough into two piping bags. After installing the piping nozzles on each, Lu Chengfeng rolled out a square and a circle.

Mu Yaqi shouted happily: "Do you have a toothpick?"

Lu Chengfeng blinked and said, "Yes, I'll get it."

Can she still get cookies stuck in her teeth when she eats them?

Can't you?

So what does she need a toothpick for?

Make cookies with me?

All kinds of doubts arose in Lu Chengfeng's mind, but his face remained as gentle as ever, and others could not tell what he was thinking.

He naturally took out a pack of brand new, unopened toothpicks from the drawer of the cupboard.

Just as he was about to open it, Mu Yaqi stopped him: "Tweezers or a knife will do."

This whole pack will be wasted if it is not used up.

Tweezers and knives can also be recycled.

Hearing this, Lu Chengfeng thought to himself that it seemed like she really wanted to make cookies with me.

Yeah, no need to think about how to seduce her~

Lu Chengfeng looked at her, and a sentence floated through his mind: Madam understands me.

He smiled and opened the toothpick package. As if he knew what she was thinking, he explained, "It won't be wasted. We have so many people to support at home."

Mu Yaqi: "......"

So your employees are all guinea pigs?

It seems a bit disrespectful to describe it this way.

But it really seems like it.

In order to avoid wasting things you can’t use, share them with others.

But it’s okay, at least other people can use it and the things won’t be wasted in the end.

You can also get a good reputation.

Mu Yaqi gave him a thumbs up: "You are really amazing."

Lu Chengfeng said with a smile: "It can be regarded as a good place for these small items."

Mu Yaqi nodded slowly and helplessly, expressing her agreement.

Lu Chengfeng handed her the toothpick and put the rest closer to her hand so that she could pick them up again.

Mu Yaqi took a look and said nothing.

She was sure she could do it with just a toothpick, but she wasn't sure she had the patience.

Just leave it there for now. Use it when you need it, and let him take it back if you don't need it.

Mu Yaqi took the toothpick and gestured at the circle and square before starting to work.

First put the two shapes together, the circle on top and the square on the bottom, then -

She put the toothpick down and washed her hands.

Lu Chengfeng: “?”

While she was washing her hands, Lu Chengfeng prepared a clean towel for her. Suddenly he realized what she wanted to do.

While she was wiping her hands, he found another disposable glove and handed it to her: "Do you need this?"

Mu Yaqi glanced at it, then looked at Lu Chengfeng's hand, and finally moved her gaze to Lu Chengfeng's face, and said rather proudly: "I have washed my hands, no."

You're not wearing gloves either, I'm not.

The touch without gloves is more accurate and the operation can be more delicate.

Mu Yaqi pinched and pulled the two shaped cookies, and then drew fine lines on them with a toothpick. The whole process took no more than half a minute.

In the end, the cookie was transformed into a Q-version man. The more Lu Chengfeng looked at it, the more it resembled himself.

Lu Chengfeng showed a bit of surprise and asked with interest: "Have you ever learned clay sculpture or something like that?"

Mu Yaqi confidently put down the toothpick and said with a smile: "I have played with stone modeling clay."

This was something Xia Silan took her to play with, and the finished product she made was pretty good.

But it has been many years, I don’t know if the craft is still there.

Now it seems, yes.

Lu Chengfeng smiled and nodded, saying, "Stone modeling clay is a bit troublesome. I didn't expect you to be able to play with this."

Mu Yaqi said: "The big clay sculptures are more troublesome. After playing with them a few times, they all look ugly in the end."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, “That’s why you didn’t directly say that you’ve played with clay sculptures.”

Mu Yaqi coughed lightly and said, "I've played it, but I haven't learned it. What you asked just now was about learning."

Lu Chengfeng looked at her with a smile: "Well, I did say learning."

Mu Yaqi said: "You also mentioned things like clay sculptures. Stone sculpture clay is also a type of clay sculpture, okay?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and nodded in response: "Yes, of course."

Looking at his expression, his meaning was very clear: Why do you only talk about stone sculpture and clay? You obviously have also played with clay sculpture.

Mu Yaqi coughed lightly and explained, "Playing with stone modeling clay is better than clay modeling. Besides, the size of stone modeling clay is almost the same as the size of biscuits, so I said stone modeling clay at the beginning."

Lu Chengfeng looked at the cookies she made and said with a smile, "Now that you can make cookies so well, I believe clay sculptures won't be bad either."

Mu Yaqi thought, "It's a little worse than stone sculpture and clay, but it's actually not bad if you really want to say it. It can be given some strange explanations, that is, art."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "Artistic quality often does rely on imagination."

Mu Yaqi raised her head proudly.

Something that is done badly can be called art. Although she herself thinks this is a fallacy, but since Lu Chengfeng agrees, then...

A fallacy is also a logic!

What’s more, the identification of art is indeed somewhat subjective.

How can the failed objects she makes not be considered art?

Lu Chengfeng asked happily: "So the image of this Q-version villain is made according to me?"

Mu Yaqi coughed lightly: "If you look like it, then it must be."

Lu Chengfeng looked at her and smiled: "This little cookie is wearing the same clothes as me, it must be."

Mu Yaqi smiled proudly.

Not only clothes, the cookie man is still making cookies. A few strands of hair fell on his forehead, and his busy hands didn't have time to push away the strands that slightly blocked his vision. There was still a faint and gentle smile on his face.

Lu Chengfeng's tone was obviously full of joy: "So, my image in your mind has reached the point where you can make a Q version of me without thinking?"

Mu Yaqi raised her eyebrows, looked at him with interest, and said, "If you follow the gourd, you can also draw a ladle."

Lu Chengfeng said with a smile: "This is not even a difficult task."

Mu Yaqi said without hesitation: "Don't worry, you are the gourd."

I just don't want to admit that I have already pictured his image in my mind many times.

Lu Chengfeng approached her, with an undisguised smile in his eyes, and said gently: "So the difficulty of my image has become the difficulty of the gourd in your mind?"