"The chiffon cake failed."
Noah finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"I thought it was something," he said with a smile, holding the basin and looking at it, "You can just do it next time. You are already very good. If you ask me to bake cookies, I can't bake them in a whole year."
"Don't talk nonsense." Although he was obviously reluctant, Mason still smiled at Noah, "Follow the tutorial, you can make it as long as you are patient."
"I'm impatient," Noah said, probably still wanting to make him happy, and he became more talkative at this time, "and the tutorial says how many grams and how many milliliters, I have no idea, I don't know how much is how much."
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