My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!-Chapter 71 - 72 Flaky Baked Buns_1

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71: Chapter 72 Flaky Baked Buns_1

71 -72 Flaky Baked Buns_1

After scooping the flaky pastry into a bowl, Qiao Duo’er went to Sun Erhu’s home to pick a handful of green onions, finely chopped them, and added some salt before setting them aside in the bowl.

Once the pastry cooled down and the dough had risen, she added some baking soda, kneaded it again, rolled out the dough into a thin layer, then poured the flaky pastry on top, spreading it evenly with a small brush.

She then rolled up the dough and cut it into evenly sized pieces.

Next, she wrapped the green onions into the pieces, rolled them out with a rolling pin into rounds, and thus the raw pancakes were ready.

The remaining task was to cook the pancakes; she heated up the pan over low heat, and once the pan was hot, she brushed both sides of the pancake with oil and stuck them to the pan.

After three to five minutes, she flipped them, and once both sides turned golden brown, they were ready to come out of the pan.

This was the flaky green onion pancake—very fragrant and flaky with a hint of green onion aroma.

Qiao Duo’er took a bite and was very satisfied.

However, if she could sprinkle on some sesame seeds and add a bit of meat to the filling, the flavor would be even better.

But since she had traveled back in time, Qiao Duo’er had learned a term: to make do.

Having enough to eat and wear here was already quite good.

Being too demanding would only break her own heart.

After the pancakes were ready, she used the hot oil to make a pot of egg soup.

When Sun Erhu returned from the fields, he salivated at the smell.

“Sister-in-law, your cooking is truly the best,” Sun Erhu sincerely gave her a thumbs-up.

Qiao Duo’er said disdainfully, “Look at you, just eat!”

“I cleared the weeds from my field this morning.

I can help you with weeding this afternoon,” Sun Erhu nodded vigorously.

Qiao Duo’er glanced at Tan Zhenghong.

That…

she really didn’t know how to farm.

Sun Erhu waved his hand, “Sister-in-law, don’t be a stranger, I can finish that bit of work in half a day.

You just stay at home comfortably.

You’ve finally gotten a bit fairer; don’t get sunburned again!”

His blunt words made Qiao Duo’er’s head fill with black lines; she felt she had already become much fairer—how could it be just a little?

Hum, this guy must have poor eyesight!

However, she admitted that she was about the same color as Sun Erhu.

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“What I mean is…

now that you’ve become prettier, there’s no need to distress yourself by working in the fields.”

Qiao Duo’er raised an eyebrow, “Are you saying I was ugly before?”

Sun Erhu hurriedly shook his head; he truly didn’t mean that!

Although, to be fair, she really was…

quite unattractive before, but he had never said anything of the sort!

Qiao Duo’er couldn’t help laughing; Sun Erhu was really quite adorable.

Sun Erhu finally let out a sigh of relief, “You’re not angry, are you?

You had me so worried!

Well, that settles it.

I’ll go work in the fields, and you’ll make me these to eat in the evening.”

These pancakes were not just good—they were exceptionally delicious!

Qiao Duo’er nodded; she wanted to say it wasn’t because she was making Sun Erhu work, but rather that she genuinely didn’t know how to do farm work.

Being able to cook was because she loved to eat.

Being able to gather herbs in the mountains or catch fish was because she used to be a special agent.

As for farming…

who would have guessed she’d end up in a ravine?

Sun Erhu devoured three pancakes and drank two bowls of egg soup in one go.

After eating, he patted his round belly.

“I’ve made a whole basin of pancakes; there’s no shortage of food,” Qiao Duo’er said helplessly.

Without any care for his image, Sun Erhu let out a satisfied belch, “You have no idea, I was starving all day yesterday.”

“So unambitious!” Tan Zhenghong scolded him playfully.

Sun Erhu didn’t mind, mainly because he was too stuffed to even want to talk.

After resting for a while, he slowly made his way back to his own courtyard.

Ah, if only he had Brother Hong’s good fortune, then he’d never have to worry about going hungry in the future.