After lunch, Xiao Lingyu rested in the main house with Xiao Xier in her arms.
Su Xingyi was thinking about the eldest brother, and the third brother had not yet eaten the egg tart.
He stirred a large bowl of egg tart liquid based on his memory, poured it into sixteen small bowls wrapped in wax paper, and put them into the oven.
According to the time, use an egg brush to beat the egg white paste and egg yolk paste separately. Mix the two pastes and pour them into a large ceramic pot shaped like the inner pot of an electric rice cooker.
After doing all this, the egg tarts were baked. This time, two of the sixteen egg tarts were burnt. It seems that if the baking time is shortened a bit, they won’t be burnt.
Then he put the large ceramic pot into the oven, and thinking of the cake he had baked in the morning, he reduced a piece of silver carbon.
Use a small wooden stick to prop up the side of the oven and tell time by observing the movement of the stick's shadow.
"Master Su, do we need to make the cream again to ensure its freshness?" Li Yuanliang brought a large basin of cream from the ice cellar next door.
Su Xingyi quickly took it over. How could it not be fresh if it hadn't been stored overnight? The key was that it was still in the ice cellar.
She caught a glimpse of the white foam at the corner of his mouth and understood what was going on. She took out three small bowls and filled them with cream. She cut the cake that had been battered in the morning into three small pieces, put them on a plate and handed it to Li Yuanliang.
"It would be delicious with cream."
Xiao Lingyu didn't say anything. He just casually dipped his hand in the cream and took a few bites.
Li Yuanliang smiled and picked up the tray, "Thank you, Master Su."
After saying that, he left the kitchen and returned to the west wing. "Your Highness, please try this. This is the cream that Master Su made according to the princess's wishes using eggs, sugar, milk, flour, and lard... Master Su said that it would taste better if you dip the cake in the cream."
Feng Jinyu did as he was told and dipped it in cream to taste it.
The pastries from the Imperial Food Bureau in the palace include pastries from four countries, and this cake is indeed rare.
The palace requires the Shangshi Bureau to prepare new food every year.
The Food Department compiles a new meal menu every three years.
Since the founding of Beiyi, the palace's library has housed hundreds of recipe books.
No chef, big or small, can enter the Shangshi Bureau without reading hundreds of cookbooks.
Among the books he gave to Xiaoyu, there were indeed a few cookbooks, all of which were his favorite dishes, and Xiao Lingyu had asked him for them.
He remembered that there were no egg tarts or cakes or other pastry-like foods on the list, and all of them were recipes related to medicinal food.
This is what Feng Jinyu found strange.
"Is it delicious, my lord?"
Feng Jinyu nodded. "It's delicious. The princess is still as smart as ever. Mix lard, milk and eggs thoroughly to make cream."
Li Yuanliang flicked his wrist when he heard that. "It's mainly because of the egg brush. If I use chopsticks to stir it, I'm afraid it won't work."
It also makes my hands tired.
Feng Jinyu frowned slightly, "Did the princess also learn how to use the egg brush from a book?"
"Yes, I asked about it this morning."
Feng Jinyu put down the cake and pinched his brows, "I'm tired, you go down and rest."
Feng Jinyu lay in bed, unable to fall asleep.
Xiaoyu seemed to have changed a lot during the three years of mourning. He had a hunch that she would make many foods or items that were unique to Beiyi.
She seemed a little strange to him.
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"Little cousin, you're awake." Su Ningjie looked at his two energetic cousins with sleepy eyes and subconsciously asked, "Didn't you take a nap?"
Lu Han laughed dryly and said, "We've been awake for a while. We were waiting for you to wake up so we could go see Sister Yao'er with you."
"Little cousin, let's go together now?" Lu Hankun stretched out his hand towards Su Ningjie, wanting to hold his little hand.
The two of them didn't think about anything else at the moment, they just wanted to be close to him purely because of their blood relationship.
The little cousin was small and cute, and they liked him very much when they first met him.
They wanted to recognize this younger brother, but were worried that their little cousin would not recognize them.
Su Ningjie's inner thoughts at this moment were the same as Lu Yao's. The relationship between them was purely blood-related.
He couldn't like them as much as he liked his younger brothers and sisters.
He has his own older brother, Suningan.
They are not related by blood, but are close brothers.
Su Ningjie rubbed his eyes and quickly got up from the bed, generously extending his little hand to them.
"Let's go, let's go see my second sister together."
The two brothers held Su Ningjie's little hand, not daring to use force, for fear of accidentally hurting him.
"Second Miss, Master Jie has come here with Masters Qiankun and Qiankun, and is waiting at the octagonal pavilion."
Lu Yao quickly stood up and asked Nuan Yu and others to tidy herself up.
She changed into a skirt with pine leaves and gold powder, and fish playing in Xiang leaves. She lightly touched her lips and put on some makeup, and came to the octagonal pavilion with light steps, holding a round fan.
Her beautiful eyes swept over the young boy in purple in the pavilion, and the doting in her eyes could not be suppressed.
Is Sister Yaoer okay now?
Become normal?
The dull eyes and trance-like look of the past disappeared.
At this moment, there was a bright smile on my sister's face, and her doting eyes had a hint of charm.
Sister Yaoer is becoming more and more beautiful, and has grown into a big girl in the blink of an eye.
"Second sister." Su Ningjie hurried forward, "Look good today."
Lu Yao pursed her lips and smiled slightly, "Brother Jie, you look really good in this purple dress today."
Lu Yao looked at her two cousins and said, "I really like the little things you gave me. You are so thoughtful."
"Sister Yao'er, do you remember who I am?" Lu Han asked anxiously.
In the past years, Lu Yao sometimes looked as smiling as she does today, but in the blink of an eye, her expression changed and she became crazy.
"And me, do you remember who I am?"
Lu Hankun looked at Lu Yao, who looked calm and composed, and was a little bit unbelieving.
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