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It was another day that envy the boss, there was a band playing lullaby on the spot before going to bed.

When we have money, we will also support a band!

After leaving the band, she was invited by the fat chef to the kitchen to make desserts. This time she taught the fat chef how to bake cakes.

As long as the cake recipes are compared, it is difficult to fail. And just add some fruit pulp to make it into a dessert of different flavors.

The fat chef's face became round again, and he said in frustration: "Your Majesty doesn't like the dessert I made, so he stopped eating it after just one bite.

In order to test the taste, I ate desserts every day until I got tired of them. Master, look, my chin is double. "

Shen Dongsu: ...Why do I think it’s you who wants to eat more? Also, when I first saw you, your chin was double! It's almost three floors now.

"It's okay, take your time. Desserts require more practice. Haven't you heard that it takes four years for Master Bai An to become a master?

The cake I will teach you to make today is simpler than others.

After we bake the cake, I will teach you how to make another dish! "

When he heard the hard dishes, the fat cook's eyes lit up, and his hand beat the egg whites quickly.

When the cake was put into the oven to bake, Shen Dongsu couldn't wait to teach him how to make pork stewed vermicelli.

The fat cook saw with his own eyes that when she put something hard and noodle-like into warm water, it became soft and slippery in half an hour.

Curious, he asked: "What ingredient is this?"

“Sweet potato vermicelli, made from sweet potato!”

The fat cook couldn't believe it. He studied the dry vermicelli and wet vermicelli for a long time, but he didn't ask how it was made.

No matter how generous the master is, he can't always ask for other people's secret recipes!

The pork belly is stir-fried until fragrant, then stewed with spices and sauce. The meat stewed in the wood-fired stove is fragrant. When it is cooked, add the vermicelli and cook for a while before serving. Sprinkle a handful of green garlic sprouts.

First, serve a bowl to the fat chef: "Try it, the vermicelli can be eaten as rice or as a dish."

The fat cook quickly finished the bowl as if eating noodles, his eyes shining: "Fragrant! Smooth! Stronger than noodles!"

Sure enough, Shen Dongsu didn't need to say anything, he asked: "Master, are you selling sweet potato flour? How much does it cost per catty? I'll order a hundred catties first!"

Shen Dong's smiling eyes curled up: "Five cents per catty, don't think it's expensive, one catty of dry powder can be used to soak three catties of wet powder!

This noodle dish is easy to cook and easy to eat. Whether it is cooked with meat, tofu or sauerkraut, it is always delicious.

There are not many vegetables in autumn and winter, so sweet potato starch is easy to store and easy to transport. It is the first choice for household ingredients! "

The fat cook said nothing, but looked at Shen Dongsu with regretful eyes, panicking her. Is five coins too expensive? You can make a counter-offer, I can also sell it for three cents!

Unexpectedly, the fat cook said: "The master's skills have been buried! If this sweet potato powder were sold to a big restaurant in the capital in winter, it would be worth thirty cents a pound!"

Shen Dongsu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled nonchalantly: "I am a small-time person who can't do such a big business. To be honest, I am the only one who can do this.

The maximum I can make in a month is two hundred catties. If you order one hundred catties, I won’t be able to find any more customers. "

The fat cook patted his chest and said, "Master will make the noodles later and just deliver them. I can finish the meal for many Lings, do you want to pay a deposit first?"

Shen Dongsu hurriedly waved his hands and said with a smile: "No, no, thank you for your support! This cake recipe is my thank you gift to you."

The cake hadn't been baked yet, so A4 came to remind her: "I want to have dinner, Miss Shen, is the dessert ready?"

King Ling can't eat too greasy food yet, so he won't be able to enjoy the stewed pork vermicelli, so the fat cook hurriedly served the dishes, fish maw chicken soup and seven or eight stir-fried vegetables.

Shen Dongsu garnished the cake with fruit pulp and brought it over, and regretfully said to King Ling: "Next time the poison is removed, you will be in good health and you can eat hot pot.

Hotpot with wide noodles is the most delicious. I made some wide noodles specially for the prince. "

Prince Ling glanced at her. This little girl had arrived at Prince Ling's mansion at noon. After hurriedly taking his pulse, she was first surrounded by craftsmen.

Later, the musician refused to let me go and went to the kitchen, where the cooks were all around me, learning how to cook and make snacks.

Fortunately, Dr. Sun didn't know that she was the one who gave her the prescription. Otherwise, she would be taken away by Dr. Sun and whether she could come back would be a question.

Only now do the two of them have time alone! You are quite busy in this palace!

Shen Dongsu didn't understand the look in his eyes and thought he was blaming himself for eating too fast, so he put the cake in front of him flatteringly:

"My lord, how about you try this new dessert?"

Golden cake, cut into several thin layers, with sweet fruit pulp sandwiched in the middle of each layer.

Prince Ling took a small spoon and took a bite. As soon as the cake entered his mouth, the familiar feeling spread from the mouth to the whole body, making people feel an indescribable sense of ease and ease.

This is something that Lingfu's chefs can't do. The desserts they make don't taste bad, but you just don't feel that way when you eat them.

He took a look at the little girl in front of him. She had a pair of watery eyes like deer eyes, looking at him expectantly.

Prince Ling was puzzled, did the dessert she made have this effect after eating it? Or did she deliberately fail to teach the cook well?

"Not bad." King Ling swallowed the cake in his mouth and said two words lightly.

Then he saw Shen Dongsu's big eyes full of disappointment, what's wrong? Not bad, is it a compliment? The last time I praised a dish as "not bad", the cook cried with joy.

"Your Majesty can only say 'not bad', 'okay' and 'fair', so why can't he say 'good'?"

Shen Dongsu's tone was aggrieved. You, a sweet tooth, obviously enjoy eating so much, but you are so stingy that you don't even want to say a good word.

Prince Ling's lips twitched slightly, and he didn't want to pay attention to her, but when he saw that her food was not as delicious as before, he couldn't bear it anymore and said softly: "Very good!"

The little girl instantly returned to her smiling appearance. She is such an easy-to-satisfied little girl. Does a nice sentence make you so happy?

That night, Shen Dongsu gave him foot bath medicine and massaged his calves. The foot massage was done by Jia Si.

Then the two listened to the musician's performance. When Chong Erfei's pure music came with the wind, Shen Dongsu was so moved that he almost cried.

Not because the musician succeeded, but because this moment made her feel like she was home. Lying on the sofa, listening to music...

I really want to go home! Unfortunately, I won’t be able to go back in this life.

The palm print on the shoulder is still feeling cold, haha, not only can't go back, but I haven't even fully controlled my body yet! We can't delay it now. What if this palm print is delayed for too long and becomes eternal?

After returning to Shenjiazhuang this time, I have to find a way to see Feng Wensheng alone. Regardless of whether he pushed the original owner into the water or not, he still needs to test it.