Red cranberry bread

I've done raisins once. At that time, the bread was red, according to Mr. Meng's formula. It was later thought that the red song in the formulation might not be red powder, but red sauce in the description of the food. Today, the cranberry version is made, bearing in mind that this training is done with only one or eight small spoons of red flour, with much lighter colours. Perhaps a little lighter than Mr. Meng's? There's no chrysanthemum pie, so we're gonna use the six-inch living cake slab up. The caliber is similar and may have a similar effect, except that there are no flounders and, when the face swells, it may be embedded in the cracks between the floor and the wall. Maybe it's urgent, maybe it's worried about the noodles. The wall was drawn closer to the outer edge of the dough, which was entangled several times. Instead of holding up the walls with the heat, as expected, the noodles stopped growing when they were about to touch the edge. It's useless to try and lift a cake mold that actually doesn't shape the face. Perhaps it should be a few minutes longer to get the desired effect