Chapter 940: Is low-gluten flour also flour?
Chapter 940: Is low-gluten flour also flour?
Turn on the lights.
The house, which had not been occupied for a long time, was stuffy. Their movements caused gusts of fine dust as sand to float in the air. Xu Xuan was not wearing a mask, and he inhaled a lot of it into his nose in an instant.
She was choking and coughing.
Wang Yuexin quickly walked to the window and opened all the windows. It took him a while before he felt the air quality in the house had improved a little.
He smiled embarrassedly: "I haven't come back to live for a long time..."
Originally, I stayed here temporarily every time I came to City A for work, but after I had a younger sister, this house has been uninhabited for almost half a year.
At first, I hired people to clean it from time to time, but recently I was so busy that I forgot.
Lu Hu lifted the dust cover covering the sofa.
He lifted it up slightly, took a closer look, and thankfully said, "It's okay, it's clean. The last housekeeper covered it with a dust cover after cleaning. Luckily."
Xu Xuan then opened the other side, crumpled up the dust cover and wanted to throw it into the trash can.
But he looked down at the empty trash can without a trash bag, sighed, and went to look through the trash bag again.
She complained: "I think you brought us here to make desserts just as an excuse. In fact, you just found two free housekeepers."
Bad fool!
Wang Yuexin has a lot of work in his eyes!
Before she even finished listening to her sister's complaints, she hurriedly took out the charger at home and charged her phone which had been running out of power for a long time.
Next, I ran around to help do this and that.
Hearing Xu Xuan's muttering, he kept moving and turned his head in confusion: "What did you just say, sister?"
Xu Xuan was stunned. She and Brother Hu looked at each other and sighed at the same time.
It looks like a milk dumpling. Who on earth came up with this little thing?
With the combined efforts of the three of them and the help of the dust covers, they cleaned up the house in an hour. They also took out the quilts in the three rooms and dried them in the sun.
Lu Hu straightened up, holding the mop, looking at the shiny floor he had mopped, and praised himself with a great sense of accomplishment: "Hu Ji, you are awesome~"
Before he could finish appreciating it, he was startled by a howl.
"Brother Tiger! Come and help me!"
There was a crackling sound coming from the kitchen.
Lu Hu's body was shocked, and he quickly walked over: "I'm coming!"
in the kitchen.
Xu Xuan, wearing a Crayon Shin-chan apron, was steadying a large glass bowl with one hand while stirring the yellow unknown solid in the bowl.
According to Lu Hu's observation, during the time he was walking, the unknown solid turned into an unknown liquid.
On the other side, Wang Yuexin was carefully beating eggs, separating the egg white and yolk, and pouring them into two bowls respectively.
Lu Hu looked around and asked, "Can I help you with anything?"
Xu Xuan nodded wildly.
She held the bowl with one hand and handed the spatula used to stir the butter to Lu Hu, saying, "There is hot water under this bowl. It is melting the butter. You need to stir it constantly. Please help me, Brother Hu."
"I'm going to weigh some cake flour."
Lu Hu rolled up his sleeves, his eyes full of curiosity. He nodded heavily: "Leave it to me, sister!"
Seeing Brother Hu being so serious, Xu Xuan felt relieved.
She turned to ask Wang Yuexin: "Brother Huhu, where is the low-gluten flour?"
Wang Yuexin paused as he bent over and began to think.
After a while, Xu Xuan heard his guilty voice.
"Well... I don't think I took it..."
He blinked carefully and asked with an innocent face, "I forgot to take it."
As if knowing that what he said was really asking for a fight, he quickly added: "But we have flour, so flour should be OK, right?"
Xu Xuan: ? ?
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