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Yesterday the weather was fine, but today the wind howled and snow fell.

In this kind of weather, the sweet aroma wafting from the stone pot constantly stimulated everyone's sense of smell. They were originally sitting at the table chatting, but gradually, starting with someone, everyone stopped talking.

It seems we won't be able to taste the sweetness of the cake for a while, but smelling it is a rare treat in itself.

Jian Mo wasn't in the mood to talk. This was the first time he had seriously baked a cake in both his worlds combined, and he was a little worried that something might go wrong during the process, so he kept going over to check and adjusting the amount of charcoal as needed.

The cake in the stone pot was baked over charcoal, gradually turning an enticing golden brown.

At first, only the edges solidified, but then the middle gradually solidified as well.

The cake base looked exactly like any cake base he had ever seen on Earth. No, because it was made with bird eggs, the yolks were much richer, making the cake base even more golden and tempting, with a more intense sweetness.

Of course, it's possible that because he hadn't eaten cake in a long time, his mind automatically added a filter to this cake, making it seem especially tempting.

Jian Mo sniffed. Logically, once the surface was set, it should be ready to eat, but he didn't know if the cake batter in the middle had set.

He carefully inserted the dagger downwards, then pulled it out and examined the cake crumbs that were attached to its surface.

A row of heads squeezed out from behind him, all observing along with him.

Zhou Fu couldn't hold back any longer, her round eyes widening even more. "Can we eat the cake now?"

Jian Mo: "I don't know, it seems we'll have to wait a bit longer."

He handed the dagger to Wu Jiong: "Quickly smell it, can you still smell the fishy smell of egg yolk on it?"

Wu Jiong sniffed it. "There's still a little bit left."

Jian Mo: "Then let's wait a little longer. It needs to be baked until it's dry before it tastes sweet enough."

Everyone was already getting restless, and when he said they would have to wait a little longer, they simply started pacing around inside the house.

Jian Mo felt a little embarrassed, but also a little amused.

If he had known, he shouldn't have invited everyone so early. He could have waited until the cake was baked before calling them.

However, the process of waiting for the cake to bake is so breathtaking that it doesn't seem so bad after all.

While anxiously waiting, Jian Mo stabbed him again with the knife.

The cake crumbs brought out by the dagger had completely solidified and tasted exceptionally sweet and rich.

Jian Mo immediately put on her animal skin gloves and lifted the entire stone pot off the table. "Alright, we should be able to eat now. Let's eat at the table."

There were only eight people present. Jian Mo boldly took out the entire cake base, placed it on a large plate, and then had Wu Jiong divide the cake base into eight equal parts.

The cake base was still steaming, but the outside had an alluring golden-brown color, and a sweet aroma wafted out.

Wu Jiong chopped them up, put them on plates, and gave one plate to each person.

Everyone eagerly sat down at the table, picked up the cake, and took a small bite.

The moment the cake entered their mouths, everyone felt its exquisite smoothness and richness. The intense aroma of milk and eggs filled their mouths and noses, leaving them almost in a daze from the fragrance.

Let alone others, even Jian Mo, who had eaten cake before, found it to be incredibly delicious for the first time. In addition to the aroma of milk, eggs, and sweetness, he could also taste the delicate and smooth texture of butter. The texture of that little bit of oil was wonderful, fully satisfying his taste buds without being cloyingly sweet.

At the same time, perhaps because of the butter or the egg whites, the cake base is particularly delicate and moist, not at all the kind of dry texture that makes you want to drink water to swallow it.

It has a charming semi-solid texture, as tender as steamed egg custard.

Jian Mo sniffed; he was quite skilled at making such a delicious cake in the orc world.

Indeed, nothing in this world is difficult if you set your mind to it.

Such a large cake would be too much for someone on Earth to eat.

At this moment, no one felt tired of it. Except for Min Dang, everyone had finished eating and was still wanting more.

Min Dang left a small piece of cake not because she thought it was too sweet, but because she couldn't bear to eat it and wanted to bring it to her son Ran Wu and her partner Sui Ai.

Jian Mo gently nudged him and told him that she would bake another batch later so everyone could take it home and share. Only then did he reluctantly finish the cake.

Jian Mo looked at everyone, a hint of smugness in her eyes, and said, "See? I told you it was worth it to grind the flour, wasn't it?"

Qing Kuo looked down at the few remaining cake crumbs on the plate and sighed, "Goodness, my mouth really got a treat today."

Everyone laughed.

Wu Jiong said, "I'll go to the riverbank later and clear out a piece of land so we can plant more Flour Grass next year."

This time, no one voiced any opposition.

Qing Kuo: "Plant some, you plant some, and the tribe plants some too. We can bake cakes to eat during the gathering."

Di Ya: "Yes, let's not wait until spring, let's go cultivate the land in the next couple of days."

Zhou Fu his hand. "Can a few of us plant some too? We can just clear a piece of land by the river and Wood-Stabilizing Root, Tendon Grass."

This is something Qing Kuo and the others should decide. Jian Mo looked at Qing Kuo and Wu Jiong.

They both nodded.

Zhou Fu and the others seemed excited. "Jian Mo, we'll learn from you from now on."

Jian Mo smiled and said, "Let's figure it out together."

Jian Mo gave a brief introduction to agricultural knowledge, and everyone listened attentively.

Having tasted all sorts of delicious food, it's hard for a person to accept eating simple, perfunctory meals again.

While explaining agricultural knowledge, Jian Mo baked a second cake.

With more batter this time, he was able to control the heat more precisely, resulting in a cake that was sweeter and more delicate.

Jian Mo gave everyone a portion to take home, and kept one for herself as well.

This trip to Flour Grass was very hard work for Jiujiu. Since we rarely make so many delicious dishes at home, we definitely have to save some for Jiujiu.