According to Du Heng's estimate, he had thirty-six kilograms of egg liquid, but when he used the title of the cultivation world, it turned into 22.5 kilograms. How much flour, sugar and oil does he need?

According to Du Heng's original calculation, he still needed about 30 kilograms of flour, 18 kilograms of sugar and two and a half kilograms of cooking oil. However, because the measurements are not uniform, all weights have to be recalculated.

In the era without calculators, this question was enough to make Du Heng stumbling. Du Heng found a stick and pulled it on the ground: "Thirty divided by 1.6..."

Before Du Heng could figure it out, he heard Xiaoxiaojiu say something. Xuan Yu translated next to him: "Xiaoxiao said eighteen and three quarters."

Du Heng was hit hard, and the chicken was faster than him, so he almost burst into tears. But he cheered up and smiled and said, "Then it's eighteen pounds! It's okay to have a little more or less."

After Xiaoxiao's careful calculations, Du Heng re-derived the weight of the sugar and oil he needed, and he still needed eleven pounds of sugar and one and a half pounds of oil.

After calculating, Du Heng quickly weighed the weight of the ingredients he needed. He first added starch to the regular flour and obtained the low-gluten flour he wanted. Then he weighed the weight of the sugar and oil he wanted.

Seeing the white sugar piled into a hill in the wooden basin, Feng Gui was disgusted again: "Ah, can you eat so much sugar?"

Du Heng smiled and said, "Of course it can be eaten, you will know if it is done."

Du Heng prepared a large wooden barrel, which was larger than the one he made of rice wine. It took a larger place to beat egg liquid, which was easy to operate. He poured three basins of eggs and sugar into it, and half a bucket of egg liquid immediately appeared in the barrel.

He looked at the big monsters in the kitchen: "I need a very strong and fast master to help me stir the egg liquid."

He can do something like whipping egg liquid in a small amount, but he really can't do it if there are too many people. But it would be a pity that there is so much labor next to him, so it's not necessary?

Du Heng made a wooden brush for beating eggs. It was called a brush, but it was different from the traditional brush. It looked more like the modern wooden version of the egg beater, but this brush was quite long. After all, it had to be beaten into a paste in a half-person-high wooden barrel. If it was made too small, it would be unrealistic.

Hearing that he wanted to do his best, Jing Nan was the first to avoid it: "Don't look for me, I'm too lazy to move."

Du Heng hadn't expected Jing Nan to take action. When he was about to look at Xuan Yu, he heard Yun Zheng and Lao Dao talking: "We should be able to do this."

Du Heng's eyes were filled with stars. He handed the wooden brush in his hand to Yun Zheng. By the way, he also blew the rainbow fart: "Old Yun was a paradise and a sword, so he knew that you had this strength."

Look at the tendon flesh on Yun Zheng’s arm. Such a body is so perfect for beating eggs!

Du Heng's flattery made Yun Zheng blush. Yun Zheng asked respectfully: "Are there any precautions? Are there any tricks when stirring egg liquid?"

Du Heng was stunned: "No, there is no trick. As long as the speed is fast, stir evenly. Because sugar is added to it, when stirring in place, the color of the egg liquid will become milky yellow and thicker." This is pure physical behavior and has nothing to do with chemistry.

Yun Zheng solemnly took over the wooden brush. It was clearly a four-foot-long brush in Yun Zheng's hands, like a toy. Yun Zheng's eyes flashed with a light of inspiration, and he carried the brush and stirred it in circles in the wooden barrel. His speed was too fast, and the brushes were shaken out of the afterimage. Yun Zheng shouted out with great momentum: "Ah———"

Du Heng felt that his vision was really accurate. Yun Zheng was a personal egg beater! This speed and frequency were probably enough to be stirred in just one cup of tea, right?

The egg yolks and egg whites in the egg liquid were stirred up and gradually integrated with the sugar. The color of the egg liquid in the wooden barrel gradually changed from light yellow to milky yellow.

Taking advantage of Yun Zheng's egg-beating, Du Heng had to prepare the mold for baking cakes. The alchemy furnace provided by Feng Gui did not have molds, so he needed to make them on site. However, this was not difficult for Du Heng. During this period, he used the most wood talisman and iron talisman. It was easy to make dozens of molds.

Du Heng first made an iron clip that could be baked in the alchemy furnace. Originally, Du Heng wanted to carefully measure the size of the entrance of the alchemy furnace, so he could customize the iron frame. As a result, Xuan Yu said next to him: "There is a formation in the alchemy furnace, so you don't have to worry about not being able to put things down."

Du Heng felt that he was just a waste in front of the monk. Then what else would he have to worry about? He threw the work of making racks and molds to Xuan Yu: "Xuan Yu, please help me with it?"

Du Heng said to Xuan Yu the grill and mold style he wanted. Xuan Yu nodded. Then his index finger and planted the iron-inducing talisman. When the inspiration appeared in front of him, an iron rack four feet high and four feet wide appeared.

The iron rack has ten layers and two layers of block in the middle, which can put down four rows of baked molds at the same time. Each layer of iron rack is ten inches in height so that the mold will not be too crowded after being placed in.

A magic light appeared in Xuan Yu's hand, and a mold that could pour egg liquid appeared in front of Du Heng. Each mold was less than one foot long and wide, and could be stuffed onto the grill.

There are round grooves on the mold, each groove is as big as a palm. There are three grooves on the horizontal side and twelve rows on the longitudinal direction. In this way, one mold can bake thirty-six cakes.

After making the first mold, Xuan Yu asked Du Heng: "Is that true?"

Du Heng was so moved that he almost cried. What kind of angel Xuan Yu was? How could he be so considerate? He thought that with his poor expression ability, Xuan Yu could not understand what he wanted. As a result, Xuan Yu's first finished product was so good!

Du Heng nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, that's it, it's great!"

Xuan Yu said: "Then I will continue to make it in this style."

At this moment, Du Heng's mind was filled with inspiration: "Xuan Yu, can you make these grooves into the shape of flowers?" Du Heng's fingers dipped a little tea in Feng Gui's teacup. He spent a simple flower shape with five petals on the table: "That's it, can you do it?"

Feng Guizheng was about to reach out to serve the tea cup:...

Jing Nan covered her belly with a smile: "Hahahaha!! Just be calm and get used to it."

Feng Gui sighed: "When I first came to the village, I was such a cautious person. Now I dare to tease me."

Xuan Yu looked at the pattern: "It's very simple."

Du Heng's eyes began to show stars again: "Then... can you do other styles? For example... chicks? bears?"

Xuan Yu frowned slightly: "Little Chicken?"

He looked at the two little chickens playing beside Xiaoxiao and Xiaoxiao, and then said with some confusion: "I... try it."

Du Heng said: "There is no need to be done very similarly, as long as the appearance is similar. I'll draw a style for you and you can see it?"

As he said that, Du Heng dipped it in Fenggui's teacup nearby. He drew a cute little chicken shape on the table, with a round head and a round head.

In addition to drawing chickens, he also drew a simple version of the pattern of bear and rabbit. Tea printed four particularly cute patterns on the dining table, and Xiaoxiao was very satisfied with it.

Xuan Yu smiled when he saw these four patterns: "I'll try it, it shouldn't be a big problem." He thought Du Heng would come from where he asked him to make a real chicken look!

Jing Nan poked Feng Gui's waist: "Have you noticed that the snacks Du Heng made are the same as his people? They are so silly and cute?"

Fenggui said, "How do I know? I have only eaten egg yolk pastry when he made the snacks."

Du Heng was dissatisfied when he heard this: "Spray out the Sand Bun you just ate."

Feng Gui immediately lowered his head to drink tea. He didn't want to vomit, and he couldn't even vomit.

At this time, Yun Zheng finally shouted that it was over. He asked Du Heng: "Mr. Du, come and have a look. Is this possible?"

Du Heng hurriedly walked to the wooden barrel and saw half a bucket of milky white egg liquid in the wooden barrel. The egg liquid was beaten into this color, which was better than Du Heng imagined! At this time, the egg liquid could be easily hung on the wooden brush.

Du Heng nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay! You can add flour to it!"

Before the low-gluten flour is added to the egg liquid, sifting out the excessively large pieces, so that the beaten eggs will be delicate.

Du Heng found a fine bamboo sieve, and he sifted all the flour that needed to be added. Then he walked to the wooden bucket with a wooden basin. He picked up the wooden spoon and carefully scooped a large spoon of flour and sprinkled it on the egg liquid: "Can Lao Yun help stir evenly?"

Yun Zheng gave a thumbs up: "No problem!"

With Yun Zheng’s help, the originally complicated process became simple. After a while, Du Heng got a large bucket of evenly stirred egg noodles mixture. At this time, just add the last soybean oil and stir it evenly, and the work will be done!

Lao Dao patted Yun Zheng on the shoulder: "Old Yun, let me do it." Yun Zheng handed the wooden brush to Lao Dao: "Okay, you try it, it's quite fun."

Du Heng lowered a black line from his head. If he had to do this process, he would have been paralyzed now. And the two demon cultivators actually said it was quite fun? The demon cultivators' endurance is really terrible.

Xuan Yu quickly made all the molds and showed them to Du Heng: "How?"

Du Heng looked at the mold. He didn't know what the effect would be like after the finished product, but looking at the mold, it was really exquisite.

After the mold is cleaned, you have to brush a thin layer of oil into each groove that needs to be poured. Everyone has helped with this process, after all, this is the easiest process. As long as the spiritual energy is turned, it can be completed.

After the mold is painted with oil, pour 80% of the batter into the mold and you can put the mold on the grill and send it to the oven!

Jing Nan was a little confused: "Why don't you fill the mold with batter?"

Du Heng and Xuan Yu put the mold that was poured on top back on the grill and explained: "Because the cake will grow up after baking, and if it is full, it will exceed the mold."

Jing Nan suddenly realized: "So that's it, I understand."

The oven no longer needs to be preheated in advance, just put it in directly. Du Heng stood in front of the oven, and he wanted to see how the formation worked and how the oven could stuff a grill larger than it looked like?

As a result, when Xuan Yu sent the grill to the oven, the grill suddenly became bigger! Xuan Yu easily sent the grill in and closed the door of the stove.

Du Heng:...So that's it. Isn't this operation the same as the one on his stove? He is so stupid.

Xuan Yu asked: "How long does it take to bake to get better?"

It is obvious that a wooden barrel of egg liquid cannot be roasted in one stove, and they still have to bake the next stove.

Du Heng said: "It's enough to have one stick of incense." One stick of incense is equivalent to fifteen minutes, and it should be almost done with this time.

Time flies to noon. A group of people in the kitchen ate a lot of Sandian bags in the morning, but they are not very hungry at this time. They are chatting in the kitchen and drinking tea, which looks very relaxed.

After a stick of incense, Xuan Yu opened the door of the stove, and a sweet and rich aroma of cake was emitted. The people in the kitchen stopped what was in their hands, and they turned their heads and looked at the grill in unison.

Chonghua sniffed: "It smells so good~"

He had never smelled this fragrance before, it was sweet, as if it had penetrated into his body through his pores, and every cell in his body was clamoring - he wanted to eat it!

The baked cake is golden in color. As long as you hold the mold upside down on the table, the cake inside will fall on the table intact. Cakes of different shapes exudes a sweet smell on the table. Some look like a small flower, some are in the shape of a chicken, bear, and rabbit, and the most common are the shapes of the most original cup.

Xiaoxiao held a round cake in both hands, and a trembling chirping sound of surprise came out of his mouth. He looked at Du Heng with bright eyes, and Du Heng nodded: "Eat!"

Xiaoxiao bit off half of the cake in one bite. The soft cake had just come out of the oven, and the crust was still a little crispy. It was fragrant, sweet and soft when eaten in the mouth. It seemed like it was filled with clouds, and the taste of happiness exploded in the mouth. Xiaoxiao hummed out a small tune: "Chirp~~"

Lao Dao and the others were big, and the golden cake was actually a bit petite when they held it in their hands. The cake was golden on the outside, but after it was broken open, it was golden inside, full of honeycomb-like pores.

Du Heng took a cake and broke it apart, and he gave it half to Xuan Yu: "Try it?"

Xuan Yu took half of the flower and took a bite, and he raised his eyebrows: "It's delicious." He liked the taste, which looked like Du Heng's feeling in his heart.

Xuan Yu is a very restrained person. Generally, he only tastes something before the formal meals. After the cake was released this time, he ate one after another, and then stopped after about five.

Du Heng thought that he probably knew what flavors Xuan Yu liked. Although Xuan Yu said he liked everything he cooked, from the fact that he preferred cakes, he should like sweets.

I really didn't realize that Xuan Yu, a handsome man with an abstinence, liked something that girls like.

Du Heng had already started to think about it. On a warm afternoon, Xuan Yu sat in the yard with a small stool, with milk tea cake in front of him. He saw his slender fingers pinching the handle of the teacup, taking a sip and revealing the girl's smile...

Du Heng felt that he was almost blind, but he still felt that Xuan Yu was better to clean the large intestine.

But he thought that he would find a way to make more pastries in the future. Since Xuan Yu liked it, why not do it?

Chonghua and the others started to burp one by one, and finally stopped eating. The big men like Yun Zheng and Lao Dao were all over. The first time they had eaten soft cakes, they all thought it was quite novel. Not to mention humans, even the little animals were full of belly eating, and the little wontons were burping.
To be continued...