However, in the afternoon he really decided to do it one by one.
Thinking about it, start with the simplest handmade chocolate.
So, after the dinner, no one was used in the kitchen, and he picked up his sleeves and prepared to do a big job.
Fu Shiqin was sitting in the kitchen and watching the fun. He watched Fu Shizhen chop the dark chocolate and put it into the pot to fry. He prepared to heat the black chocolate.
However, the more he fry, the more dry, and even the unpleasant smell.
Mrs. Fu passed by and glanced. "What are you doing?"
"Mom, he wants to give Ding Dongdong what to do with chocolate." Fu Shiqin said with a smile.
Although they used to learn to cook for three of their brothers, Fu Shizhen was the least hands-on. Today, I don’t know how many years I have not cooked.
Mrs. Fu frowned and licked the dark things in the pot. "You make it, the dog doesn't eat."
"Isn't it just to burn them up, can you pour them into the mold?" Fu Shizhen shut the fire and didn't know which step he had.
"Don't fry directly, do you cook?" Fu Shiqin snorted and said, "It's going to be heated by water, stupid."
Hearing his words, he learned aloud with milk.
"...stupid."
Fu Shi took a look at the two people, washed the pot and re-cut a bunch of dark chocolate.
Then, find the pot to boil water, and prepare to heat it by water according to Fu Shiqin's method.
"He heated to more than 50 degrees, take it down in one direction, cool it to about 27 degrees and then heat it again, then you can pour it into the mold." Fu Shiqin looked at him pitifully and spoke a few words.
Nowadays, it is a virtue to be a chocolate. He has been looking forward to his woven scarf and embroidered cross stitch.
Fu Shizhen strictly poured the heated chocolate into the mold according to the standard he said, and carefully placed it in the refrigerator.
Dark chocolate was made and some white chocolate was made.
Then, the person stays on the edge of the refrigerator and waits for the chocolate to solidify.
When a person waited until the family fell asleep, he finally waited until the chocolate was formed. After checking it, he carefully placed it in the prepared gift box, prepared to wait for something else, and then gave it to Ding Dongdong.
The chocolate is made, but the next one is to weave a scarf or embroider a cross stitch. He is tangled.
It sounds like a woven scarf is a bit simpler.
So, after a day of notice back home, I began to slap a pile of wool.
However, after three days of weaving, it didn't make a shape. Fu Shiqin looked at his progress every day and smiled.
"Are you sure you are knitting a scarf, not a rag?"
"Do you think it is simple, can you try it?" Fu Shi said with anger.
Now that he has woven it, he wants to take these yarns to himself.
"I don't try, I won't." Fu Shiqin gloated.
Fu Shizhen was too lazy to care for him and continued to bury his head and fight with a pile of wool.
"It's all like this, you are still going to send it to Ding Dongdong. People who have been weaving for you are much better than this." Fu Shiqin said.
"It's all good and bad, he knows that I have enough heart." Fu Shizhen defended himself.
This will allow him to weave a scarf that looks like a decent, and it is estimated that it will not be woven next year.
So, just like a scarf is almost the same.
He believes that winter and winter will understand his intentions.
It will take time before he will not do such a brain-dead thing.