Go back to ancient times and marry a widow

What Qi Wensheng made was the simplest steamed cake. To put it simply, it was compared to the operation room where he worked in the past. Qi Wensheng was so proficient that he could close his eyes without making mistakes.

And the current location is the kitchen of Qi's family. Among other things, the flour alone gave Qi Wensheng a small blow.

The best thing to use for making cakes is low-gluten flour. The prepared cake batter is fine and smooth.Even if ordinary flour is used, with Qi Wensheng's light technique and adjusting the ratio, it is still possible to bake a cake with a moist texture.

But in the face of today's seemingly rough flour, Qi Wensheng originally thought that there would be no big problem if he could control the proportion well, even if he left the electronic scale, he still had a lot of confidence.

Who would have thought that the flour would be very disrespectful to him, he just stirred the egg yolk and milk evenly, and rubbed the flour into it bit by bit.In this way, when stirring, the flour is still gluten and becomes a lump of dough at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qi Wensheng looked at the dough in the basin with some frustration, adhering to the principle that no food should be wasted, he had no choice but to prepare to bake this into a big cake at noon.

Fortunately, he only used half of the eggs and milk to do the experiment first. These days, the old hen at home is dedicated and can lay eggs once a day or two. Qi Wensheng has saved almost ten eggs.

With the experience of failure just now, when faced with the remaining raw materials this time, Qi Wensheng did not dare to act rashly anymore.While grinding small granules of sucrose with a rolling pin, he thought about how to adjust the ratio.

After grinding the sucrose into powder, Qi Wensheng happened to catch a glimpse of a small khaki crock on the window sill.

Now Qi Wensheng came alive, because the earthen jar contained starch, as long as he mixed some of it into the flour, the problem would be solved.

So Qi Wensheng continued to manipulate, until almost an hour later, he turned off the stove, and looking at the steaming steamer, Qi Wensheng still felt a little nervous.

After waiting patiently for a few more minutes, Qi Wensheng lifted the lid of the steamer, ignoring the pain in his face from the hot steam from inside, he took a breath and looked at it, his brows were filled with joy.

It's done!Qi Wensheng said heartily.

Using a rag, he took out the rice bowls in the steamer one by one. He saw that the cakes in the bowls not only did not shrink back, but also raised a semicircular arc on the surface. From the appearance, it was definitely done.

The kitchen was filled with the aroma of sweet milk. Qi Wensheng hummed a song while tidying up the table and waiting for the cake to cool before unmolding.As for the taste of the cake, Qi Wensheng felt that it had to be judged by others, and who was this other person, the first thing he thought of was Qiuxi...

Due to the many days of exercise, Qi Wensheng felt that he would not be tired at all when he went to Qiuxi's thatched cottage this time. He was carrying a white cloth package in his hand, which contained two pieces of cake for Qiuxi.

Although the number of cakes seems stingy, it's because the raw materials are limited, and Qi Wensheng only made six in total.Catch up with the Qi family's rice bowls and there are not so many alike, and the steamed cakes vary in size, Qi Wensheng chose the two biggest ones for Qiuxi.

Outside the thatched hut, Qi Wensheng called out "Qiuxi" and pushed away the fence in front of him.When Qiuxi in the room heard the movement, and just opened the door, Qi Wensheng was already standing at the door.

"Qi Wensheng?" Qiu Xi's first reaction was surprise, why Qi Wensheng looked excited.

"Hey, it's me." Qi Wensheng didn't wait for Qiuxi's invitation, and was about to enter the room carelessly.

Qiu Xi turned to the side, suddenly thinking that what he had foreseen yesterday came really fast, seeing that Qi Wensheng might be giving him something again, Qiu Xi thought this time, don't care what it is, he must not accept it anymore .

"Sleeping?" Qi Wensheng glanced at Dou'er sleeping on the bed, then turned around and asked Qiu Xi in a low voice.

"Well, the child is tired from playing, so he sleeps as soon as he says he wants to." Qiuxi said, the movement of closing the door with his hands paused for a moment, and changed to opening the door again.

Qi Wensheng saw that Douer was asleep, holding the wave drum he bought in his little hand, he couldn't help smiling softly on his face, he didn't know why, but he really liked Douer from the bottom of his heart.

Qiu Xi poured a glass of water for Qi Wensheng, and was embarrassed to ask Qi Wensheng why he came, since no one usually came to visit him.

"I made something to eat, you can taste it for me and see how it tastes?" Qi Wensheng sat down on the stool and unwrapped the white cloth package in his hand.

Qiuxi really didn't expect that Qi Wensheng's intention for coming would be this, and the words of rejection that he had just brewed were swallowed back in his stomach.

"You made it? What kind of food is this?" Qiuxi was attracted by two pastries on the table that he had never seen before.

"Steamed Milk Cake." Qi Wensheng dragged a corner of the cloth towards Qiuxi. He couldn't think of a name with an ancient charm for a while. Although such a name is straightforward, it probably sounds appetizing. .

Qiuxi swallowed involuntarily. The moment the package was opened, he smelled a strong sweet smell.

"Try it quickly. When it's ready, I'll bring it to you first. Even my mother doesn't have such a blessing." Qi Wensheng said it naturally, without thinking about anything else.

Qiu Xi's cheeks were slightly warm when he heard this, and a strange feeling that he had never experienced crept into his heart. He carefully picked up a piece of cake, bowed his head and took a bite.

"How is it?" Qi Wensheng held his temper, and hurriedly asked after Qiuxi finished chewing.

Under Qi Wensheng's intense gaze, Qiu Xi's ears felt a little hot, and he nodded: "It's delicious."

"Really?" Qi Wensheng smiled slightly, and then asked Qiuxi: "How is it better than the pastries you have eaten?"

Qiu Xi answered honestly without thinking too much: "You made this delicious." When he was young, he could only eat two pieces of pastries at home during the New Year's Eve, and it was the most common kind, with the same taste as now. This is simply not comparable.

The smug expression on Qi Wensheng's face enlarged after hearing this, and getting Qiu Xi's affirmation actually made him feel a sense of accomplishment.

"Is this what you came up with?" Qiuxi thought that maybe he was ignorant after asking, and people outside the mountain might have eaten like this a long time ago.

"Well, I created it after much thought and hard work, and I don't even sell it in the town." Qi Wensheng didn't blush when he said that.

Qiuxi suddenly fell in love with Qi Wensheng. From his point of view, this is not something ordinary people can imagine or do. Is this still the Qi Wensheng he saw before?

"It's delicious, eat it quickly, and I'll bring you some someday when I cook it." After Qi Wensheng finished speaking, he picked up a bowl to drink water.

He didn't need three words, and he rolled back and forth in Qiuxi's mouth twice but still didn't say it. He knew that with his and Qi Wensheng's identities, he should reject it decisively.But every time facing such a candid Qi Wensheng, Qiuxi didn't want to pretentiously brush off his kindness.

Qi Wensheng drank a couple of sips of water, then unceremoniously took the small jar of water on the table to refill his glass. He was still thinking that one day he would have to go to the back mountain to get some spring water to drink back.

Seeing that Qi Wensheng didn't seem to want to leave, and Qiuxi couldn't say enough to see off the guests, he ate the cake in his hand sideways, thinking in his heart that this soft, sweet and not greasy steamed milk cake could really be said to be eaten by him. The tastiest thing ever.

After Qiuxi chewed and ate a piece of cake slowly, and Qi Wensheng also finished drinking the water and got up to leave, Douer on the bed just groaned and opened his eyes.

"Hey, are you awake?" Qi Wensheng immediately turned to the bed.

Dou'er rolled her round eyes, and then she grinned at Qi Wensheng. There was a pair of dimples on her pink and tender cheeks, which made her look very cute.

"Can I hug Dou'er?" Qi Wensheng rubbed Dou'er's chin with his index finger and asked Qiu Xi behind him.

"Yes, I can hug." Qiu Xi could see that Qi Wensheng really loved Dou'er, and he was also surprised that Dou'er was usually very serious, but only when he saw Qi Wensheng would he laugh.

Dou'er seemed to understand what Qi Wensheng said, and before Qi Wensheng could make a move, he opened his small arms to hug him.Qiuxi couldn't help thinking when she saw it, fate is really a wonderful thing.

Qi Wensheng picked up Dou'er, raised Dou'er up with both hands still making strange noises in his mouth, causing Douer to laugh out loud, and a stream of saliva dripped onto Qi Wensheng's chest.

Qiuxi watched Qi Wensheng play with Douer with a smile in his eyes. After seeing this scene, he hurriedly took a handkerchief to wipe Qi Wensheng's chest.But all his hands were stretched out towards Qi Wensheng, he hesitated for a moment and then took them back, thinking it was inappropriate for him to do this.

Qi Wensheng didn't notice Qiuxi's movements. He sat on the stool with Douer in his arms and asked Qiuxi, "Is Douer allergic to eggs?"

"What?" Qiuxi was holding a handkerchief in her hand, and she didn't understand what Qi Wensheng said at all.

Qi Wensheng casually popped out a modern sentence, and then hurriedly changed his words: "Well... I mean, have you ever given Douer eggs?"

"How many times have I eaten?" Qiuxi didn't understand the meaning of Qi Wensheng's question, but answered first.

"That's fine." Qi Wensheng hugged Dou'er on his lap, took the remaining piece of steamed milk cake, broke off a small piece and fed it into Dou'er's mouth.

Qiuxi probably figured out what Qi Wensheng meant by asking just now. He remembered that he had heard from his father that when he was young, he had a rash when he ate eggs, and it took a few years before his father dared to let him go again. eat eggs.

Qi Wensheng was really thoughtful. Qiuxi didn't know this person well in the past, but through these few contacts, he felt that Qi Wensheng had a very good heart.At the same time, Qiuxi also found that Qi Wensheng always inadvertently revealed some temperament that ordinary people don't have, and sometimes he even felt that he didn't look like a farmer.

Babies have the most sensitive sense of taste, and it is their nature to love sweetness. Dou'er is like a greedy cat when he eats the steamed milk cake made by Qi Wensheng.

Afraid that Dou'er would choke, Qi Wensheng only fed him a small piece at a time, Douer's small mouth was twitching, and his eyes were wide open, staring at the cake in Qi Wencheng's hand.

After feeding nearly half of the cake in this way, Qi Wensheng wrapped the rest of the cake in a white cloth, and said to Qiuxi: "I think Dou'er has almost eaten, so you can save the other half and feed him in the afternoon."

"Yeah." Qiu Xi kept watching, and couldn't help but wonder how patient Qi Wensheng was with Dou'er.

It was about the same time when Qi Wensheng saw it. Just as he was about to get up and hand Douer to Qiuxi, he suddenly felt a burst of heat and humidity on Douer's leg sitting on him...