Jinghua little cook

Chapter 41 Milk Tea

Bean Sprout looked at Lu Xiling who was busy turning into a spinning top, and secretly thought in his heart that the sinful wish of "business is deserted" would most likely not come true.

So he followed the person's buttocks and repeatedly persuaded him.

Lu Xiling twisted her waist and stood in front of the chopping board for a long time, almost unable to move below the waist.

"Do you think that across the street is sincerely coming to remind us?"

Bean Sprout shook his head firmly: "I have seen her family's tricks before when Erniang was here, it is definitely not true, I just think what she said is quite reasonable, look at you, your waist is almost tired Woke up."

Maybe it's a huge capital city, only Lu Xiling exists like a relative, or maybe some tragic picture is imagined in the child's mind.

Bean Sprout wiped his nose and started to cry while talking.

Lu Xiling didn't know what to do, she led the child to the kitchen, washed her face and wiped her hands, and planned to heal Xiao Baozi's wounded heart with delicious food.

"Don't, just take a rest, let's deal with it tonight."

Lu Xiling smiled and nodded the tip of Bean Sprout's nose, and said, "Is there anything we can deal with at home?"

With a foodie like Bean Sprout who is good at practicing CD-ROM operations, how could food be allowed to stay until night.

The bean sprouts are like a child who has done something wrong and bent over to light the fire.

Lu Xiling smiled again: "Don't worry, it's not bad for you, besides, I have to eat too."

There is no way to deal with it, Lu Xiling can make a child cry with two quick dishes.

Recently, most of the cooking is fish, and now Lu Xiling feels like throwing up when she sees fish.

It has been greasy all day, so she decided to have something different for dinner.

The biscuits were divided into two and spread out in an iron pan, and a handful of bacon sent by the butcher shop was also cut out and put into the pan to fry on both sides.

An iron plate was placed on the other stove, and when the fire came up, Lu Xiling smashed an egg against the edge of the iron plate with one hand, clasped her hands lightly, and two smooth and tender eggs were spread on it.

Sprinkle salt and coriander powder, and take out a small bottle of black pepper that I saved and sprinkle some on it.

After a short while, the thick and hot aroma of black pepper penetrated into the tip of the nose.

Little Bean Sprout is not tall enough, a head of melon is just on the place where the oily smoke is the most prosperous, and when he turns around, he says "Ah-"

Lu Xiling smiled and pushed people out to wait.

Turning around, I began to fiddle with the flour dumpling and the sugar jar.

Bean Sprout sat and waited in the hall with his chin propped up.

The business is getting better and better, and she has to calculate more and more accounts. Not only does she have to settle the accounts, but she also has to chat with the guests about ten yuan. In fact, the little girl is quite troublesome. with.

Lu Xilingguang
The unusual smell can be heard from the snoring sound from the next door.

But today the little girl obviously smelled it, her eyes were as wide as copper bells!

"It smells like black tea, is Ah Ling making tea?"

The people in the kitchen didn't answer.

The bean sprouts stretched out the tip of their noses and sniffed lightly again and again: it didn't smell like boiled tea, but like sencha.

The sweet smell came, and the bean sprouts suddenly became energetic. Why is there still frankincense?
Without thinking about it, she knew that A Ling was preparing fresh food for her.

Unable to wait any longer, Bean Sprout took out two wine glasses based on the taste, prepared bowls and bamboo chopsticks, and was busy in the main room.

When the preparations were over, the fire in the kitchen was also extinguished.

Lu Xiling held a large white disk for fish in one hand, and a small milk pot for pastries in the other.

"Milk tea?"

Lu Xiling was slightly surprised.

Then I remembered that the little girl's hometown is best at making milk tea, and it's a hundred times better than hers.

But it doesn't matter, the taste is not enough, and the fun is added.

"Have you seen this?" Lu Xiling pointed to the glutinous rice balls floating in the water.

Dark and chubby, the bean sprouts don't know what they are.

Lu Xiling was proud.

"It's a pearl."

Bean Sprout was dubious, and posted it with his eyes wide open.

Later, it didn't work well, so I just stretched out my little finger and poked it.

This time, the truth came to light, and Lu Xiling's chest trembled as she laughed, listening to the little girl's delicate "complaint": "What pearls, they are obviously glutinous rice balls."

Regardless of what it is, this is the first time Bean Sprout has seen such a rare milk tea. Black pearls are made of brown sugar, boiled in hot water and then transferred to cold water to solidify.

Brown sugar is not as good as the brown sugar that Lu Xiling liked in her previous life, and the flour is not as solid as sweet potato flour. It took half a day to sieve the flour and barely formed it.

Fortunately, the milk tea tasted pretty good, so it didn't spoil her craftsmanship.

Bean sprouts took a bite of the real version of the sandwich, and gurgled a few times with the pearl milk tea in the other hand.

Happiness and satisfaction are clearly visible on the face.

"I didn't expect to be able to taste the taste of my hometown in the capital." Bean Sprout said excitedly: "But the ones made by A Ling are not the same as those at home. They are not fishy, ​​sweet and silky, especially the pearls, which are chewy. It’s so refreshing, it tastes warm when paired with milk tea!”

A cup of milk tea was drunk in no time, and Lu Xiling refilled the cup for the child without being considerate.

It's not for nothing that the milk tea renews his life. Seeing Dou sprouts refreshed after drinking the milk tea, Lu Xiling is worried that the child will not sleep at night.

"Prepare the ingredients next time, and I'll make a family portrait version for you."

Bean Sprout stuffed the last bite of the sandwich into his mouth, and listened carefully to Lu Xiling discussing the milk tea ingredients: red bean, mashed taro, purple sweet potato, nuts, tea powder of various flavors, and it would be best to add some ice cubes.

When summer comes, the two of them sit in the yard with the fragrance of melons and fruits and drink a cup of iced milk tea, which is the best way to relieve the heat!
The bean sprouts who were full felt thirsty again.

Lu Xiling laughed, it's a pity that there is no refrigerator, otherwise I could store a batch of pearls and make milk tea from time to time.

Thinking of milk tea and thinking of Feizhai happy water, drinking some iced and aerated water in summer will be refreshing.

Bean Sprout said: "I see that our family has received a lot of money. When summer is about to enter, maybe we can buy an ice cellar."

It is enough to have ice cubes, and the ice cellar is not extravagant.

Bean sprouts are foreigners, and there are still many rules that they don't understand.

Ice cellars are rare, and only prince-level nobles will build them in advance. For example, restaurants dig ice cellars underground, and they are all approved by the government's manufacturing office. The ordinary people have no money to manage them one by one, and they can't even touch the door of the government. It's on.

Lu Xiling watched Xiaodou sprouts drink the healing little sweet water sadly, smiled and comforted: "It's okay, it's the same if you have money and buy some ice cubes occasionally."

No one can be worse than a child.

The two chatted while drinking, and when they saw Aunt Li closed the shop, they called for a drink together.

Aunt Li likes to drink more than milk, but today's milk tea really caught her stomach.

A cup of milk tea drank Aunt Li into a daze, as if her troubles in recent days had been relieved a lot.

Thinking of what she heard during the day, Aunt Li suddenly asked: "Is Ah Ling looking for a job? I have someone looking for a job right now, do you want to take a look?"

Lu Xiling, who was introduced by Aunt Li, felt relieved, but a woman's intuition reminded her: there must be trouble on the street.

We don't know what's going on, but it's definitely right to be more careful recently and keep outsiders from getting involved in the shop's business.

The right eyelid twitched all night.

Lu Xiling still didn't dodge the stab in the back.

Bean Sprout ran back from the outside in a hurry, letting the dirty tears hang on his face.

Seeing the table full of Yusheng and A Ling's worn out fingers, the children were crying.

"A Ling, I asked someone, and there is no family named Lin in the mansion west of the city!"

　Thanks for the rewards from book friends Annie Jieka and Tianbulaji——

　　Thanks to the starting point and q reading friends for their recommendation tickets.

　　I will continue to work hard--

　　
　
(End of this chapter)