this messed up world

Rose syrup is actually very similar to rose sauce, but it is made of dried rose petals, boiled with water, and boiled over low heat. After the color is boiled, add lemon juice and blue sugar. At this time, add Cointreau orange wine to continue Boil until the color becomes thicker and the juice becomes slurry, then filter out the petals and bottle and refrigerate.

There are no other elemental ingredients added to this rose syrup, because Miru will use it to make rose almond biscuits.

That is almonds with a strong wind element. Milu prepares softened cream, blue sugar powder, eggs, vanilla powder, low-gluten flour and a mineral powder instead of baking powder-bubble powder. The biggest effect is that the temperature and water will make the This mineral powder is converted into carbon dioxide, which improves the fineness and fluffiness of the biscuits without being harmful to humans.

Whisk the softened butter and blue sugar powder evenly, add a little egg liquid, vanilla powder and rose syrup and mix well, then sift in flour and a little baking powder, add chopped almonds, gently mix into a dough, and use a thin cloth Wrap up the dough and shape it into a rectangular shape, and put it in the freezer to freeze for [-] minutes.

After taking it out, slice it and bake it in the oven at [-] degrees C for about [-] minutes before taking it out.

All the cooking went so smoothly, so Miru happily walked around in circles waiting for the rose almond biscuits to come out of the oven. As soon as the time came, Milu was about to lean into the oven. Ufa instinctively didn’t rush over, grabbed Miru’s waist and went out Run, the next second, "Boom!"

A small cloud of mushrooms appeared in the oven...the skylight was blown open.

"..." Miru was stunned.

This kind of contrast is also too great, obviously the front is going smoothly, isn't it?

Miru's big triangular ears drooped down, and he hung on Ufa's arm like he was dying, unable to pull himself together.

He hugged Miru into his arms and patted his back to comfort him. Miru's cat head was leaning against his shoulder, and his hands were tightly clutching Ufa's skirt. He didn't say a word, feeling bored.

Ufa knows that Miru seems to be doing things as he pleases, doing whatever he thinks of, learning whatever he wants to learn, without any rules and deterministics, but in fact he knows that ever since Miru knew that elemental cooking can regulate his body, he has He spends a lot of time in it, not only experimenting with elemental cooking every day, but also alchemy, magic, and pharmacology. Milu has always regarded it as a responsibility to cure his family's problems, and even treat the chronic diseases of the villagers if possible. The heart gave Miru an impetus to advance, but at the same time it was also a huge pressure.

Seeing how important he is to the success of elemental cooking, he has not grown much taller nor gained weight but thinned in the past three years. The thin book of elemental cooking recipes is all his hard work, and it is rare to go so smoothly It made him so happy that he danced, but Miru couldn't accept the sudden failure, and was so frustrated that he lay on Ufa's body and didn't even want to move.

Luna, Bag and the villagers all heard the shocking sound. They were used to the explosion sound from time to time in the past few years, but they were still worried, so they all ran over to see it.

When Luna saw that Miru was lying on Ufa's body in good health, with her whole face buried in Ufa's shoulder, she knew that the child was sad even if she didn't turn her head, so she hurriedly stepped forward to pat Miru's back to comfort her.

Bug looked at the oven with the skylight open, and discussed with other people to make another one for Miru. Anyway, this kid has fried the kitchen, pan, stove, and magic range hood before... probably the things in the kitchen can be fried. Everything has been blown up, as long as Milu is safe, this small matter of reconstruction is Dad's business, and it is also regarded as a kind of silent support for Milu.

"Huh?!" After Bug waved away the white smoke, he looked into the oven with the skylight open. The baked biscuits in it swelled to the size of a palm, and they were squeezed out of the baking pan. Except for a little dust, there was nothing wrong with it. He also faintly felt a kind of magic element flowing, how thick is the magic element for him, a swordsman, to feel it?