All the sponge cake

I fell in love with the sponge the other day, and I had the sponge, and my hands tickled, and I did one, and I used to do it, and the whole egg did it a long time ago, and then I didn't do it again. It's only now time to understand that the balls are full of squares, the wind is full of squares, and the bake is a fine, free sex! It was so late when the first sponge was made, the steps were not filmed, the stove was soon taken out, and it was nice to leave two pieces behind and take a picture. The next day a sponge was made, the free sex was the free sex, and the second wanted to change the formula, adding 10 grams of tea powder, but ignored the 10 grams, i.e. neither reduced nor increased the use of the powder, with the result that the surface was fractured, with little effect on taste. Another one was made on the third day, double the amount of material, a particularly large one on the square disk, good, good, and the third was not photographed, because it was made at night, but it was successful, and the daughter ordered the cake this morning, and then made another. Put together the two drawings and sort them out。