Seiun wo Kakeru

Finally, sweet making is in good hands.

Following Age's instructions, Tania put butter in the bowl.

The first step is to mix butter with a whipper.

"Is it good, the way it is made is very simple. First, butter it up."

"Good day, good day. Cat."

"... you, calm down a little bit"

"What is it, Mr. Jane?"

"... that's good enough. Good luck with that."

"Yes!"

Is this really the mother of one child?

Age, like Jane, gets stunned by Tania mixing bowl butter with a whipper with a laugh of fun.

But I guess the reason I find it frightening but adorable is because I'm fascinated by Tania.

Once mixed to some extent, add the vegetable sugar there.

"Whoa, you're gonna add the sugar I was just saying"

"Yep. Mix thoroughly until the butter looks white and the color changes"

"Koneko...... that's pretty tough"

"It takes strength to make sweets."

I hear the pastry chef often gets tenosynovitis.

It has the work and image of a gorgeous woman, but in fact it focuses on manual labor.

Easy to get over calories with tasting, it's also intense work, unlike a gorgeous table, with harsh and authentic realities waiting behind it.

Nevertheless, Tania was also trained to live without machines.

I guess I feel tired because it's just an unfamiliar behavior.

exhales, and wipes his sweaty forehead with his arms.

My cheeks are colored with bloody cherry blossoms.

The trick was very colorful.

Phew, around breathing all the time, Age next puts in the yolk.

It's Tania's job to still mix.

Butter, which was whitening, stains only a little yellow with egg yolks in it.

The colour of the eggs is white, so there is little change in colour taste.

"Now it's time to add flour"

"Please let me in Dover!

"No, you can't. It's going to be a mess, so we can split it it up a little bit."

"It's a hassle..."

"Cooking is a hassle. Don't complain. I mean, Tania knows very well that cooking is a hassle, right?

"Bu bu! It's troublesome, so you want to make it a little easier!

Tania is swollen, but if that fails, she has no ex or child.

Age firmly divides the prepared flour into three parts and sprinkles it on a sieve (sieve).

Flour is powdered white in a bowl and mix it using a hella.

We don't have enough water at first, so it's not easy.

Make sure to press it into the bowl and stain the whole flour with moisture.

When I get moist, I politely rub it so that I can't get damned.

Every second time, third time and number of times, naturally you will have less moisture to go over, so you have to be more careful.

Stir, stir, and return powder over and over again.

Overall, if butter or something goes over to the flour, wash it nicely, wrap it in a cloth, and let it sleep for a while.

I wish I had a wrap, but I just have to substitute it with something I have.

"Phew...... I'm really tired"

"Good luck. Shall I rub it on your shoulder, too?

"Ahhhh, there. KIKUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!

"Damn... what a voice you have. I can't show my dead sons."

Feeling good, I saw Tania's face with a mellow look on her face, and Bona was frightened.

Tania's shoulders were stretched on the bread, with a gritty induration.

You can do it for me next time, and Bona asks me to wait a while for about 30 minutes.

The fabric was moist.

Take the cloth, stretch the dough to an even thickness with a cotton swab, and take the mould.

Sometimes the first production, I decided to unify it in a square.

It would be good to devise many shapes after getting used to them.

Place the cookie dough you can in the oven.

The heat of the oven, which was already warm, crawled out the door rather.

"Are you just going to bake this after?

"That's right. Maybe 15 minutes in time?

"It wouldn't be long if we were chatting. It was tough until I made the dough"

"Thank you. Please take your time, Tania, as Jane will do next."

"What, do I make one, too?

"Eat, and I'll ask you to help me cook."

"I can't help it."

People are rough, so I guess I'm still interested in something new, even though I'm being a little wussy with things like that.

Tighten the oven door and add charcoal so that the fire does not weaken.

Wait until you can do it, making sure you cook and subtract it from the small peek window sometimes.

Along the way, the aroma of sweet baked sweets began to flourish.

Guh, and who would have bellied?

Tania rattled her nose sung and gave her an inadvertent look.

"Age...... it smelled so good"

"We're almost there. Looking forward to it."

"Yes. It smells delicious... what the hell kind of food is that?

"Hey, Age. Isn't that already done?

"Not yet. Please wait a little longer."

"It smells delicious before you eat it."

Bona, who is usually calm and doesn't show much greed, is just excited that she can't wait right now.

If you open a peek window and look in the oven, the cookies are tinted little by little as they are burned by a burning fire.

I waited a little while, and if I burned any more, I was going to burn, and Agee opened the oven in front.

Mowah and heat can overflow through the door.

Using the chopsticks, pulling out the oven receptacle added to the smell.

"Whoa......! It's small, but you're like bread!

"I think the touch is a lot different. Shall we just wait for it to cool down a little?"

"Ugh, Mr. Age, I can't wait."

Hold down Tania, who looks like she wants something, while holding on to Mike's back as she reaches out.

They both stare at each other with resentful eyes, but it's a flash anyway.

Waiting a long time, Age offered forgiveness, and everyone reached out in unison.

Shaku, as soon as I heard a chewing noise, Tania's face loosened to a laugh.

I keep my eyes peeled and enjoy the flavor well.

Well, how much is the rating?

Age waited for the moment in such a mood as 70% expectation and 30% anxiety.

"Oh, it's delicious! Mr. Age, this is delicious! It's crisp. It's not as heavy as bread, it's very light on the palate."

"Sweet, but not as hard as honey. Is it the taste of butter that dissolves in your mouth? Looks like we could use as many of these."

"Age, you do it! I liked it too."

"What is this............ Huh!?.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Thank you. I'm glad you like it."

Eat crisp cookies with a mouthful of praise.

Apparently, he succeeded, including baking additions and subtractions from the first time.

It's been a long time, so I was anxious to see how successful it would be, but I'm glad the valuable material wasn't wasted.

I'll try Age for one hand too.

Whoa, this is really delicious.

After all, the ingredients are out of step.

Freshly squeezed milk, freshly made butter, freshly laid eggs and freshly ground wheat.

There is an adage that the dish has 70% ingredients and 30% arms.

Ages' culinary arms are awkward compared to skilled confectioners, but there was more freshness in the ingredients than that.

Cookies with crisp surfaces delight the mouth with just a toothpick.

In the mouth, it dissolves with hollows, and when mixed with saliva, the flavour spreads flutteringly to the tongue.

The first thing I feel is the unsweetened sweetness of wheat and sugar.

From there, the richness of butter and egg yolks spreads twitching.

If I realized it, it was another one, plus one, and a taste that I could eat as much as I wanted.

"I want more, more. Mr. Mike, I'll have it!

"Oh, this is Tania, my... Huh!?

"I'll take it, too."

"Mom, that's not true!

There's been a bit of a feud because there's less left.

Tania keeps her share on hand, Shpapa, and throws the cookies that were left on the table into her mouth so fast that they seem to sound all the time.

When Jane reached out as well, she ran out of cookies left in front of the microphone as soon as possible.

Speaking of which, Aggie was surprised to see that Bona hadn't heard from her earlier.

Look, he's eating cookies unconsciously.

".................. Huh!........................ Huh! Ho ho......"

"Mr. Bona, you must have eaten too much silently by yourself"

"Yummy, yummy"

Like a broken speaker, I get a little worried about Bona's appearance of repeating the same words.

Anyway, he seemed to like it very much and most importantly.

It's a good feeling streak. Really good.

"This doesn't sound like a problem to serve at a reception."

"Hmmm... it is... I knew you wouldn't stop putting it out?

"Why not!?

Agie was surprised at what Bona said.

I have no idea what you intend to call it off.

Bona answered Agee with a serious look on her face as she inadvertently embarked on her own.

"Hmmm... candy candy can't make a number yet, can it?

"Yeah. Perhaps if you behave, this is the end of the year.

There is only a limited amount of sugar that can be removed from the vegetables.

I can't make it without ingredients.

"… I want to monopolize delicious things with eagles, etc."

"Shallow! What happened to advertising with village prestige!

"It's already good..."

"No! DECIDED! I'll put this out at the reception!

"Eh... Washi cookies..."

"Not yours at all."

No, you Baba.

I want something delicious, but my interest calculations are flying away.

Thus the tasting was to be concluded with a great deal of excitement.