Dad: Super cute twins come to your door

Tang Zhu couldn't help but think of the way Zhang Cucu had just put the butter, sugar, and other ingredients.

She originally explained the detailed dosage of each ingredient to Zhang Cuchu, but Zhang Cuchu either used less or more, neither of which was accurate.

And when faced with Tang Zhu's inquiry, Zhang Cuchu responded confidently that he likes to eat sweet food, so he needs to put more sugar, or he doesn't like certain other ingredients, so he puts less of it.

So much so that Tang Zhu couldn't guarantee the final effect of the cake that Zhang Cuxu made with completely unbalanced proportions.

When he heard that answer, Tang Zhu was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to refute.

However, after thinking carefully, she did not stop Zhang Cuchu, thinking that if the cake she made was bad, it would just teach Zhang Cuchu a lesson and serve as a negative teaching material.

Ask him not to add various ingredients as he pleases when making cakes in the future, but to strictly follow the requirements.

"ah? Sister Tang Zhu, is there anything wrong with the steps I made? I just followed your steps step by step."

When Zhang Cuchu heard this, he was still a little confused and thought there was something wrong with him!

"It's nothing, just wait for a while and you will know when the cake can be taken out."

Tang Zhu gave it a try, and then said without saying anything more.

Soon, the time was up.

The two took out the cake from the microwave, but after seeing the portion they had made, Zhang Cuchu felt a little stupid. Eyes.

Why is there such a big difference between the cakes you two made together?

First of all, the color. The cake made by Tang Zhu is light milky white, while his cake looks a little brown.

Let’s not talk about the taste first, from the visual point of view Going up, there are already some problems with his cake. I'm afraid there will be a big difference after eating it.

"Why is this happening? I obviously did it over and over again after you."

Zhang Cuchu had a grimace on his face, and a man like him almost burst into tears.

He had worked hard for so many days and finally made such a cake, but the result was quite different from what he expected!

"Cough, cough... I have told you to carefully control the amount of ingredients you just used, don't put too much, and don't put too little, but you didn't listen to me."

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Tang Zhu stood up and taught him a lesson.

Only after experiencing failure and then discovering the problem can he seriously correct it.

"Okay, I know I was wrong. I will strictly follow your requirements next time. What about this cake? Is it considered useless? Do you want to throw it away?"

After Tang Zhu's explanation, Zhang Cuchu finally understood, and then immediately said

"Just know that you are wrong. Pay attention next time and don't throw away the cake."

Tang Zhu nodded with a faint smile on her face. She liked Zhang Cuchu's attitude of admitting his mistakes and changing them immediately.

"Ah, don’t you need to throw it away? Can it still be remedied?"

Hearing this, Zhang Cuchu looked at his miserable-looking cake and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Of course not, but since it has been made and you didn’t add any particularly pungent ingredients, it should still be edible. What a pity it would be to throw it away?"

Tang Zhu shook his head, and then asked:

"But I can't guarantee the taste of your cake."

After a pause, Tang Zhu added

"ah?"

Hearing this, Zhang Cuchu's face instantly burst into tears. He wouldn't play with it like this!

They said that the taste can't be guaranteed, and it can't be wasted. Is it because I want him to eat it? But looking at this sale Zhang Cuchu really couldn't eat the prime minister's cake.

Then, his eyes rolled around. Just by looking at his appearance, Tang Zhu knew what Zhang Cuchu was planning, and he also hit him. Came on her

"What, what do you want to do? Don’t expect me to be the first to eat the cake you made. Since you made it, of course you have to eliminate it yourself!"

Immediately afterwards, Tang Zhu said directly without asking Zhang Cuchu to speak, blocking Zhang Cuchu's next words.

Zhang Cuchu's little thoughts could not be hidden in front of her.

"Sister Tang Zhu, it stands to reason that you are my teacher, which is equivalent to my master. Therefore, master, you should be the first to honor this little cake made by my apprentice!"

But even so, Zhang Cuchu didn't mean to give up, but said righteously.

Those words were completely considered by Tang Zhu. If it were a stupider person, he might really be fooled.

"No, no, I can't bear this kind of cake……"

Tang Zhu said and pushed him back again. Just as the two of them were pushing each other, the kitchen door suddenly opened.

"What are you doing?"

The person who came was surprisingly Zhang Cuchu's mother.