After a minute, a piece of slightly oily, light yellow dough will take shape.

Lu Min clapped his hands and said happily: "It's done!"

Fu Chengque also breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. She poked the dough proudly and said, "It's not difficult. These are puffs? Can you eat them after baking?"

"Whatever you can eat, I made a puff pastry. I've been wanting to eat it for a long time."

"ah!?"

Fu Chengque's face fell: Puffs are so difficult, can't Wen Yu like some southern dishes like fried water spinach and fried sweet potato leaves? How disgusting.

Hey, keep going.

"Preheat the oven to 200 degrees and use it like this." Lu Min did the operation once, and after seeing Fu Chengque took note of it, he continued to teach, "Pour half of the egg liquid into the dough, and then stir until it is completely absorbed."

Fu Chengque stirs obediently.

"Add the remaining half slowly. When adding, pay attention to the state of the dough. Use a spatula to scoop it up. When the dough drips, it will form an inverted triangle of 4 or 5 centimeters on top, and it only drips once. That's it."

Fu Chengque's head was pounding after hearing this. Are you trying to save the world? The requirements are so high, it feels more difficult than even her golden finger task!

Gritting his teeth, he muttered viciously in his heart:

Super Puff, Wen Yu will never be allowed to say no!

Otherwise, the Empress will remember him forever!
Chapter completed!