The taste of the cookies just baked is different from the ones after being cooled. The cookies just baked are softer and hot, and the aroma will be more intense. After being cooled, the cookies will be harder. Correspondingly, it gives people a crispy feeling. This is the taste that the cookies should have!

The two have their own advantages and cannot distinguish the quality of the product. However, most parents like to let it cool down before eating, because they feel that the freshly baked biscuits carry the residual heat of the oven, and even equate this residual heat with the "hot steam" that people in Guangdong Province fear the most!

That's what Aunt Hu said to Yang Yan: "Children should not eat too much steaming. After making the biscuits, they should be allowed to cool down before giving them to the baby!"

So, seeing Luoluo anxiously wanting a small biscuit, Yang Yan could only play the role of a drama artist and show Luoluo the reason why his father couldn't give her a small biscuit!

"Because this is still very hot! Luoluo, look, Dad will show you one. If it is not hot, Dad will definitely give you something to eat..."

Yang Yan pretended to stretch out his hand, and under Luo Luo's gaze, he slowly touched the cookie, as if he was about to touch a hedgehog with sharp thorns all over his body, very careful!

"Ah!" As soon as he met the little biscuit, Yang Yan screamed exaggeratedly, but his mouth was very exaggerated. Then, he hurriedly retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted.

What's going on?

Luoluo turned to look at her father, and her clear and simple big eyes showed a confused look.

Yang Yan didn't even bother to explain to Luoluo. He felt that he had shrunk his hands a little too fast. Although he was acting, it seemed that when he touched the small biscuit, there was no warm feeling coming from his fingertips!

So, Yang Yan hesitated for a moment, reached back and touched again.

Hey!

It's really not hot anymore!

Not only is the small biscuits no longer hot, but the hot baking tray that Yang Yan touched with his fingers almost approached the room temperature.

Of course, Yang Yan was not surprised. After all, it was the big winter now, and the cold winter at the end of December!

Not to mention the small biscuits, Yang Yan usually prepares supper and waits for Xia Yu to come back. If he doesn’t cover the food in a pot with remaining heat and put it on the dining table, it will be cold in less than ten minutes!

So, Yang Yan miscalculated the time and didn't have to wait thirty minutes before the cookies were cooled, and now they had already cooled down.

"Okay! You can eat small biscuits!" Yang Yan turned his head happily and looked at Luoluo and told the little girl the good news.

But Luo Luo was already confused by her father's unpredictable attitude. Although her father looked happy, the little girl still blinked in confusion and did not get happy with her father's smile.

Yang Yan took out a small biscuit from the greased paper on the baking tray, shook it in front of Luo Luo's eyes with a smile, and said, "Look, what is this? Is this one, one...Do Luo Luo want it?"

However, Luoluo saw her father coming over with the small biscuit that was so hot that her father screamed. Not only did she not be happy, but she shrank into her father's arms in fear and pouted: "Um..."

"Five? Not Five, this is one!" Yang Yan said with a smile.

"Um... don't..." Luo Luo still turned her head away in resistance and hid her face in her father's arms.

"No? No, Luoluo, didn't you want to eat it just now?" Yang Yan was confused. He didn't know that it was his performance that scared his daughter, making her mistakenly think that there was something scary about these small biscuits.

In order to re-stimulate Luo Luo's interest, Yang Yan threw this "No. 1" biscuit into his mouth and bit it into a crisp "click" sound.

"Yeah, it's delicious!" Yang Yan lowered his head and said vaguely to Luo Luo.

This is not an acting, Yang Yan really thinks it tastes delicious! Although the appearance has cooled down, the small biscuit still has a little slight warmth inside, so when you bite it, it will smell full of fragrance.

Luo Luo also smelled it. She subconsciously raised her head, looking at her father in surprise with a surprised expression on her face.

"Well, it's delicious, delicious!" Yang Yan had finished eating, his mouth was clean, but he also showed a feeling of satisfaction that he was still unfulfilled.

Hey, Dad had something delicious!

The little girl suddenly forgot the fear she had just now. Her nose was filled with the fragrance coming from her father's mouth, and her saliva was almost flowing down.

"Um..." Luo Luo became anxious again as before, holding her father's clothes with her little hands, rubbing her little body as if she was about to climb onto her father.

"Okay, Dad brings you one again...what should I get?" Yang Yan said with a smile, "Or take one 'five'? You've been muttering for a long time!"

Luo Luo blinked her eyes, not knowing what her father was talking about at all, so she watched her father reach out to take out a small biscuit from the baking tray.

"Hehe..." Luo Luo saw her father handing her fragrant biscuits, and finally it turned cloudy and sunny. Her little mouth opened and she smiled happily.

Luo Luo spread out his hands and grabbed the small biscuits handed over by his father. Although the small biscuits were not big, they were flat and long. The little girl grabbed a piece of vegetable leaf and stuffed them into her mouth.

"Eat slowly and bite it a little bit." Yang Yan just smiled and reminded.

He was not worried about Luo Luo's eating. The little girl seemed to have a special talent in this regard. When she only had a few small front teeth, she could chew her a cucumber with relish.

"Kak..." The little girl ignored her father, bit her biscuits with her little teeth and started chewing them bit by bit.

Yang Yan looked at her with a smile, Luo Luo felt something, and her long eyelashes gently slap, raised her bright big eyes and looked at her father. However, she focused on the small biscuits, and then she turned unconsciously.

Now, from Luo Luo's expression, she can't tell her evaluation of the little biscuits, but Yang Yan knows that her daughter is not just a foodie, but also a foodie who knows how to eat! If the little biscuits are not delicious, she will not continue to eat them.

Of course, the small biscuits were not large, and Luo Luo finished it quickly.

Her big round eyes just now turned into cute little crescent moons, looking at her father with a sweet smile. From her satisfied little face, it can be seen how much she likes eating the little biscuit just now!

"You were eating five just now!" Yang Yan smiled and slapped Luo Luo and gestured, "You can eat another one, but this time it's Luo Luo's turn to tell his father, which one do you want to eat, is it good?"

Yang Yan took Luo Luo to the side of the baking tray, pointed to the rows of digital cookies, and said with a smile: "Choose one!"

Luoluo looked at her father in confusion. She couldn't quite understand her father's whole meaning, but she still vaguely saw from her father's gesture that her father was trying to eat the cookies.

"Hehe!" The little girl smiled happily with her father with small teeth.

"Come on, which one do you want to eat?" Yang Yan seemed to be selling small biscuits. He waved his hand, smiled exaggeratedly, and started to stir up vigorously.

"Hey! Hum..." I didn't see what Luo Luo was picking. The little girl just glanced at her, then stretched out her hand and pointed at one of the small biscuits.

After pointing, Luoluo turned around and looked at her father with a gaze, as if she was worried that her father would not give it to her.

"Is this? Wow, Luo Luo chose the '8' biscuit!" Yang Yan confirmed it, then smiled and picked it up, handed it to Luo Luo, and praised, "Lu Luo Luo is very smart. I chose eight. This is a very auspicious number!"

Luo Luo grabbed the biscuit and couldn't wait to stuff it into her mouth.

She looked at her father innocently with big eyes, as if she was saying: What auspicious? Isn’t this small cookie the largest, the most delicious?

Yang Yan was thinking about teaching Luoluo to count numbers. At this time, he was not idle. He pointed at another small biscuit with the number "8" and started chatting with Luoluo: "Luoluo, remember, this number is 8, waves, eight..."

While slowly gnawing on the small biscuits, Luo Luo looked at her father who was talking to her in a daze.

What is Eight?

I don't know!
Chapter completed!