Dress as a princess to be a group pet

391 Framing 4
After everything was over, Xiaoxiao called over a helper she asked the queen to find in the imperial dining room, handed him the long chopsticks, and asked him to stir vigorously with the chopsticks in the small basin. After stirring for about half an hour, Xiaoxiao told him to stop. At this time, the air has fully entered the egg liquid and becomes a thicker fluffy body. . .

"Okay, now put it in the steamer and steam it."

"Your Majesty, this is very similar to making steamed buns."

Xiaoxiao nodded slightly, and said with a smile, "The principle is the same, but the taste is quite different."

"Your Majesty knows a lot. This is the first time a slave has seen this kind of practice."

Xiaoxiao shook her head, wiped the fine sweat from her forehead with her sleeves, and said softly, "It's nothing special, it's just fresh, remember this method, maybe the emperor likes to eat it, and you can eat it in the future I often make it for him to eat."

"The servant has already written it down. From the perspective of the servant, this food must be delicious, and the emperor will definitely like it."

Cakes are relatively easy to make, but biscuits are a bit more troublesome.

It took her almost two hours to get both things done.

Finally, it was time to warm the milk. Just after warming the milk, I heard a voice of greeting from outside.

It was Xuanyuan Mo and Xuanyuan Che who came together, Xiaoxiao heard the voice of Xuanyuan Che greeting the queen.

He heated up the milk in the spoon and poured it into a porcelain cup.

The cake has been steamed, crispy and soft, exuding a tempting aroma.

Xiaoxiao cut the cake, divided it into several portions, and then ordered several maids to carry it.

After leaving the small kitchen, I saw Xuanyuan Mo sitting beside the queen drinking tea.

Xuanyuan Che saw Xiaoxiao at a glance, and hurriedly got up and walked towards her.

"Why do you have so much flour on your body?"

He stretched out his hand, wiped her face lightly, and said indifferently, "It's all over her face too. I asked you to make breakfast. How did you make it look like this?"

Xiaoxiao didn't move and let him wipe off the flour on her face, Xuanyuan Che's warm palm gently rubbed her face, although his tone was very cold, his eyes were full of tenderness.

(End of this chapter)