I rely on culinary skills to cry in the world of comprehension

"How could there be an inner ghost? Our Wan Jianzong has always been upright and disdain to collude with the demons. I think that incident should be the insidious and cunning demons who framed everyone in Qingcang Peak..."

Li Yu: ...

Why is his junior sister so innocent...

This looks like a ghost.

He tried to explain it to her, and he reasoned in front of her, "Junior Sister, think about it, how could the timing be so coincidental, why did the other peaks not have magic energy, but it happened to appear on Qing Cang Peak, like Qing Cang Peak? Cangfeng is not very famous in our Wanjian sect, so it happened to be such a coincidence that it happened to appear on Qingcang Peak, so there must be an inner ghost on Qingcang Peak, who is cooperating with the demons, and it must be to plan something big The matter was discovered by our elders in time, so we found an excuse to say that the demons planted them..."

Listening to senior brother's long speech, Guan Lingling's brains were not enough, she didn't listen to it at all, she just insisted on her own thoughts, "Senior brother, is there a possibility that the demons chose Qingcang Peak because Qingcang Peak is not well-known? I went to the safest and most hidden place, secretly conspired with them, and in the end accidentally released the magic energy, which was discovered by our elders..."

Li Yu was completely speechless.

He's talking chicken and duck.

He simply didn't argue about this matter, and changed the subject, "Junior Sister, do you still have any memory of the person who knocked you out?"

Guan Lingling curled her lips, "Brother, are you bothered? Why do you keep asking the same question? How many times have I answered this question for you, and you really want to ask..."

Now it was Li Yu's turn to look embarrassed. He scratched his head in embarrassment. Has he asked this question before?Why can't he remember...

Alright alright.

"Junior Sister, try your best to think about it. It's best if you can remember it, because this matter is really important. Maybe she is the inner ghost in our Ten Thousand Swords. If you really can't remember it, then forget it..."

Guan Lingling looked calm, "Oh, got it, brother."

In fact, she was hysterical in her heart: ah ah ah ah!Brother is an elm-headed man, she has said it so many times, she really can't remember it, and asked her to repeat the same thing and question...

Guan Lingling took a deep breath, well, she has to be considerate of her brother, after all, his old man may not have a good memory.

……

Su Changqing picked all the herbs for Yan He again, and Yan He took another medicinal bath.

At the same time, she also felt very strange, why did the fourth junior brother put down the medicinal materials and run away?Is she some kind of scourge?

While taking the medicinal bath, although the pain was unbearable, Yan He felt a little more relaxed than last time, at least she could relax her muscles, and she wouldn't have bruised veins like before...

After Yan He took the medicinal bath, he felt refreshed all over his body, feeling refreshed after being torn apart.

After Yan He finished dressing, he suddenly thought of a question when he went out.

It seemed like she hadn't seen Hum Hee for a long time.

Although she has always been in a stocking state for Henji, it is the first time that she hasn't seen it for such a long time.

Oh no, it's not the first time, except for the last time when it rushed out of the room and the juniors worked together to find it.

At this time, Heng Ha was looking for a place to hide, and there was no other reason——

Because it's time to shed its hair...

It wants to cry in its heart, but who can tell it why pigs lose their hair?
It's annoying to be a pig, and let it shed its hair. It looks so ugly, here is bald, and there is a missing piece. It doesn't even look like it. God... can you treat it better?It doesn't seem to have committed any heinous crimes, so don't torture it like this!
What made Heng Ha even more chilling was that it hadn't returned to Qingcang Peak for so long, yet no one noticed that it wasn't there, let alone came out to look for it...

It is truly chilling.

Anyway, it has witnessed an important moment.

It is an important witness...

Under the double pressure both mentally and physically, Heng Ha completely closed himself off.

……

Yan He is researching new dishes in the small kitchen and has cooked so many main courses, why not make a dessert?
When she was in college, one of her favorite things to buy from the cake shop near their school was puffs.

Just thinking about her brings back endless memories.

Puffs, the skin is crispy and delicious, and the filling is as silky as silk.

The secret to making puffs is the crispy puffs mixed with macaroons and the freshly poured custard cream filling.

Yanhe selects natural vanilla, mixes it with fresh milk, uses high temperature to instantly stimulate the sweetness of the cream, and uses the remaining temperature to slowly force out the freshness of the vanilla. Then, pick a home-made free-range egg that is small, strong, and golden egg, Mix white sugar, milk.

Yan He's little trick: Remember that the milk should not be too hot, otherwise it will turn into a steamed egg.

Yan He sprinkled cornmeal and flour, fully blended, heated on low heat, milky, shy.

Next comes the most important part of mixing. Although Yan He does not have a fully developed modern mixing machine, she has a magic weapon.

The difference before and after stirring is visible to the naked eye, and it is already comparable to the most perfect state.

But if the inside is ground more finely, the texture and taste will be impeccable. The clever Yan He naturally thought of——

Use mesh to filter.

Yan He poured the thick custard sauce and pressurized it with his bare hands. Yan He kneaded it for about a quarter of an hour, and the silky and smooth custard sauce shone like a lake in the morning, with a pure soft light.

Next, Yan He made puff sticks. She prepared the ratio of milk butter, water, and salt to sugar, heated it to a boil, turned off the heat, added flour, and mixed it into a ball.

Yan He controlled her Huo Linggen to a low fire, and slowly fried it for 120 breaths, then poured in the egg liquid in batches, diluted to a thick consistency, squeezed out a 5.4-inch length on the plate, and put it in her homemade oven.

Wait a minute, she seems to have forgotten to apply meringue.

The secret of puffs cracking when bitten is to use wet soaked egg whites, wrap sweet icing sugar and almonds and spread evenly on the skin.

The freshly made puffs are tall and straight, and the freshly beaten egg whites are plump and light.

Yan He saw the puffs expand rapidly from bottom to top, carrying tons of milky fragrance and surging heat, almost rushing out of the small kitchen, lighting up the entire Qingcang Peak.

Yan He's little trick: The meringue and the back of the stage are easy to agglomerate, so it needs to be evenly spread on the surface of the puffs with a thin layer, and the baking time and temperature need to be precisely controlled.

Out of the pot!

The secret to the delicious puffs is the freshly poured custard cream filling. Yan He held his breath and poured it in carefully.

Don't worry about calories, you will gain weight if you eat rice, and you will gain weight happily if you eat dessert.

Yan He came to the main peak of Qingcang Peak with this novelty in his hands, and couldn't help but fantasize happily in his heart, brothers and sisters, brothers and sisters, they should be very happy to see this novelty.