Chapter 822: 821. Ice cream
As they made an agreent in the car, the two of them didn’t go to the supermarket like they had in the previous days but headed back to Palm Pavilion. After ordering two burger als, Tang Shu also ordered several tasty homade dishes.
After all, she feared that just burgers wouldn’t be enough for the big CEO beside her.
***
“Have you booked the tickets to go ho?”
“Mm…yes, booked, we’ll return on the 23rd, just in ti for Little New Year.”
In the living room of the Jing Family Villa, both were munching on burgers, facing a 65-inch LCD TV screening the finale of “You Smile 2.”
They chatted sporadically as the three homade dishes in front of them were quickly finished, causing the final episode on the TV to stop halfway.
The progress bar could indeed withstand the wait.
While Tang Shu was cleaning up the leftovers, Jing Yu had already gotten up and gone to the kitchen, coming back with a few items in hand.
“What are these?”
A clear glass bowl, milk, a box of sothing unknown, and… a whisk?
“It’s the ice cream making equipnt Aunt Lin bought; it’s quite simple to use, shall we give it a try?”
“…”
Upon Jing Yu’s suggestion, Tang Shu hesitated for a mont; truth be told, she really wasn’t confident in her cooking skills. Simple cooking steps turned quite not-so-simple in her hands.
Seeing her stepping back taphorically, Jing Yu couldn’t help but chuckle, with a deep laughter emanating from his chest, sounding very joyful.
“Don’t worry, you just… help out, like handing things or sothing?”
“Okay.”
Two minutes later, Tang Shu learned that the box full of colorful papers contained ice cream mix, and the procedure for making ice cream was surprisingly simple, like what Jing Yu said, totally foolproof.
“Pour the milk into the bowl and add the ice cream mix in a one-to-one ratio.”
“Here’s the milk.”
“The next step is… to whisk it for three minutes.”
Jing Yu, having changed into ho clothes, rolled up his sleeves revealing muscular forearms, his tool efficiently whirring in his hands.
Tang Shu, montarily having little else to do, stared srized at his actions, taking a mont to redirect her gaze towards the vibrant red roses they had ignored.
By now, she couldn’t really tell who the roses were ant for anymore.
“Is there another step?”
“No, that’s it. After mixing, freeze it for an hour, then take it out and beat it for another three minutes, and it’s ready to eat in six hours.”
“Then, I’ll arrange the flowers; last week’s bouquet has withered.”
“Okay.”
As Jing Yu continued working, his eyes wandered to the girl seriously arranging the flowers not far away, his gaze brimming with a smile.
Seed like a pretty good day, no?
But… how long would she hesitate before moving onto the next step?
***
Another year’s end.
On Little New Year, Tang Shu finally arrived at Tang Village after a long journey, finding the house built on the mountain already covered in snow.
“Dad, is there anything else that needs to be done?”
Standing in front of the cellar after checking the food supplies, Tang Shu looked around and noticed that Father Tang had nearly stored up half a year’s supply of food, leaving her no worries.
These survival skills were top-notch.
“Rest your tiny fra; I’ll go chop so wood for the woodshed.”
Father Tang glanced disdainfully at his daughter’s small stature, picking up an axe and heading out the door.
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