C294 Learn to Make Pastries

Sunlight shone through the white window paper on the face of the dead woman, for she had been by the fire so long that her face, covered with flour, was roasted red.

"Phew, it's finally done!" The officer took the handkerchief from Xiao Cui, who was standing by the side, and wiped his sweat. In front of him was the classic "eight ingredients"