Chapter 53: A Dessert Across the Centuries Su Mu did not bother to explain, merely repeating the process of rolling, folding, and chilling the dough. It was strenuous work that demanded patience. The dough could not get warm, and neither could his hands. Otherwise, the fat would blend into the dough rather than forming layers, baking into a dense, stodgy lump. The courtyard gate opened with a creak. Carrying an exquisite food box, Fang Qingjun walked in behind Li Lizhi. "Mr. Su." Fang…