After hearing this, the old lady just wanted to laugh. She thought her granddaughter was really funny. She actually wanted people to put knockout drugs in the tofu pudding she drank.
Patting my granddaughter's head, she smiled kindly, completely different from the fierceness she had shown when she was rehearsing in her mind how to subdue the four big men in the tofu pudding shop.
"Xiaoxiao! Eat slowly, and try grandma's salty bowl later."
Milk ball nodded vigorously: "Okay!"
[They won't give the knockout drug to my grandmother instead of me, right? If they dare to hurt my grandmother, I will let the black-headed man bite them to death.]
Black charcoal head: "......"
I am a dragon, not a dog, and I don't bite people.
The salty tofu pudding arrived, brought by Mao Liuer himself, with a smile on his face: "The tofu pudding is here, please enjoy it, old lady. The customers who usually come to our shop are all residents nearby, and I basically know them all. Old lady, you don't live in this area, right? I have never seen you before."
The old lady sneered in her heart: Of course you have never seen it, you have already inquired about it secretly, why are you pretending to be deaf and dumb?
But he said calmly, "I heard that there is a tofu pudding shop in the west of the city that has delicious tofu pudding. My little granddaughter is clamoring to come and try it, so we came from the east of the city."
Are you satisfied with this? You can probably guess who the person from the east city is, so don't ask any more questions.
Mao Liuer certainly knew who the three guests coming today were. A white and tender baby girl and a dark little boy, this was the standard configuration of a national teacher.
Everyone in the capital city knows that the imperial teacher is a cute little baby and his servant is a dark-skinned boy.
As soon as they appear, their identities can be seen.
I just talked about them with Ruan Qing two days ago, but I didn’t expect them to come to his shop so soon. Is this a coincidence?
Or has the Imperial Master already guessed something?
It shouldn’t be that effective, right?
What the two of them said under the covers, could the Imperial Master know? If that was true, what else in the world could be hidden from her?
Naituanzi didn't know what Mao Liuer was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely tell her, "Nothing can be hidden from me. I can count every hair on your body clearly."
"East of the city?" Mao Liu'er seemed surprised by the old lady's words, "Has the tofu pudding made in my shop spread to the east of the city? It is such an honor. It is my blessing that you can come to my shop to eat tofu pudding."
As he said this, he stood up and went into the house. Soon he took out a plate of cakes and brought it to their table.
Then he introduced: "This is the cake I made, please try it."
The pastries are golden yellow, soft, and each one has flowers printed on it, giving off a sweet scent.
The old lady saw that the cake was unusual and was very surprised: "Did you make this?"
Mao Liuer answered shyly, "Yes, I don't have any other skills except making cakes. I can make all kinds of cakes. If you want to eat some, you can come to my shop often."
The old lady looked at him meaningfully and said nothing more.
Naituanzi took a sip of the salty tofu pudding, but didn't taste any knockout drug. He reached out and took a piece of cake, looking left and right, muttering to himself.
[Isn't this just an egg cake? What's so delicious about it? Not as good as bread. Black Forest Cake, Angel Cake, Chiffon Cake, Chocolate Cake, Tiramisu, Cranberry Cake, Blueberry Cake. I can't say any more, I'm drooling.
There are so many delicious foods. I was too poor to eat them before, and now I am rich and can’t buy them. It’s so frustrating to think about it! The old man is unreasonable. Why did he have to throw me here? 】
old lady:"......"
It's incredible, it's incredible. These past two days, all that came out of my granddaughter's mouth were the names of food, names that she had never heard of in her entire life.
I don't know what this granddaughter has experienced in the past. How can she know so many delicious foods? Could she be the reincarnation of a glutton?
Black Charcoal Head didn't care about these things. He didn't care. No matter what he ate, it had no effect on him.
His mission is to protect his master and himself, and everything else is just a passing cloud.
[This egg cake looks good and has the fragrance of eggs, but it is dry and not tasty. Did you forget to add milk? Milk will make it soft and fluffy. ]
Seeing her granddaughter take a bite of the egg cake and throw it on the table, the old lady felt that she was a real foodie. As long as she saw the food, she would know whether it was delicious or not.
As expected of a little fairy, she must have eaten many different delicious things, otherwise how could she be able to name so many of them?
Mao Liuer felt frustrated when he saw that Chu Xiaoxiao was not interested in his new pastry. He took this thing to Baihualou to sell, but it cost one tael of silver for a small plate.
In the eyes of this national teacher, it is actually worthless.
Aren't these little cakes the most popular with girls? Why doesn't he like them? What kind of food should he study to please her?
After racking my brains for a long time, I remembered that the notebook recorded a way of eating.
It is said that the corn kernels are fried in oil, and then covered with a lid, waiting for them to pop. That thing also has a very resounding name, called something like popcorn.
The notebook in his hand was obtained by chance, and it recorded many methods of making snacks.
I don’t know who wrote it. The letter was written in the northern language, so it must have been written by them.
At that time, he received this notebook in a dilapidated bamboo house built in the middle of a valley. There were courtyards in front and back, with fruit trees planted, and chickens and ducks raised.
But there was no one.
Judging from the overgrown weeds and dead chicken and duck carcasses in the courtyard, the person who lived here had been gone for a long time.
There were paper and pens, books, tea sets for cooking, and pots and pans for cooking in the room, but there was no one there.
He was injured at the time and accidentally broke into there. He rested for several days before leaving.
During this time, he read those books, and they were basically all about some fantastic things that he couldn't understand at all, such as spaceships, the Milky Way, and outer space.
The only thing I found interesting was these notes on making cakes and food, which I took with me when I left.
He is a person who loves making pastries. With this book, he can make many novel pastries.
Unfortunately, more than half of the notebooks were destroyed on the way to Dongsheng, and there are not many left. There are only a few types that can be made, and there are no more.
He knew that this egg cake would be delicious only if it was mixed with milk, but milk was precious and he couldn't buy it.
I just made it as is, but I didn't expect the Imperial Master wasn't interested in it. It shows that she is used to seeing good things.
What if I made some popcorn? Would she like it?
As long as she likes someone, she will definitely find a way to get him away. Look at this combination of an old man and two children. He is not bragging. They can catch anyone with just a stretch of their hands.
The difficulty is how to bring it to the North as quickly as possible.
It seems that Ruan Qing's method is not unfeasible. He needs to plan it carefully.
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