Despite its soft interior, the bread is quite crispy on the outside.
Freshly baked bread has a golden-brown crust on its surface. When pressed, it makes a slight crisp sound and then quickly springs back.
This bread is used to make Krabby Patties, so it needs to have a certain degree of chewiness.
This chewiness enhances the texture during consumption.
Grandpa Li tore off a small piece and put it in his mouth to savor it carefully.
In addition to the wheat aroma of the flour itself, Mr. Li also tasted the rich aroma of milk and butter.
The two elements come together, blend together, and during the high-temperature baking process, the aroma permeates every corner of the bread.
The loaf of bread was quickly devoured.
Grandpa Li's clutches reached for the second person, and the others followed suit.
Big Yellow ate one after another, and Huo Huo grew bigger again just to eat more.
The bread alone was enough to fill the bellies of both humans and beasts, and the entire pot of bread was completely divided up.
Grandpa Li lay in the yard, enjoying the food being fed while holding a teacup. In a good mood, he sent some of the bread to the Baozi Cult for a lucky draw.
"It will be obtained by those who are destined to receive it."
The so-called fate is naturally the origin.
"Senior, I'd like one."
The sender was Daoist Tianfeng. Looking at the quantity given, Grandpa Li nodded.
This child is teachable.
He used magic to teleport the bread there, using a different portion.
The remaining followers of the Baozi Cult can only rely on fate to gamble for those three loaves of bread.
One bag, two fishing rods; the angler will never come home empty-handed.
After feeding the fish some fish food, Grandpa Li replied to the message from Shan Ji in a good mood.
"Go ahead and do your thing. I'll take care of things if anything happens."
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