Chapter 402 What the hell
"bread."

"Bread, bread, the name sounds very tacky, but it tastes good, how do you make it?"

This process is complicated: "If you want to listen, I'm afraid I'll have to talk for an hour."

"Then sit down and speak slowly."

Her attitude towards Tang Nineteen was no longer bossy and picky.

She seemed very interested in this bread.

Tang Nineteen then talked about kneading noodles from the stove, and from kneading noodles to baking. It was really enough to talk for an hour.

However, he enjoyed it with gusto. The bread on the plate had been emptied long ago. When Tang Nineteen talked about the state of the bread when it came out of the oven, he obviously heard the Queen Mother's stomach growl.

Everyone heard it, but only Madam Xu dared to laugh out loud: "Princess Qin, you are talking about war on paper, and you will starve the Queen Mother, otherwise, you stay and do it for the Queen Mother, Queen Mother, look Woolen cloth?"

Only those who have suffered from anorexia know how tormented it is.

She hadn't eaten properly for a few days, and the food she ate couldn't get past her throat, so she vomited it out immediately.

Today's breakfast, she can't remember how long it has been since she was able to eat it well.

With something in his belly, he felt more energetic.

She wants to eat, can't wait to think.

But the identity is there, so it's not easy to be too urgent, holding the airs: "So, Tang Shijiu, you can stay for lunch, and make the bread oven you mentioned in the afternoon, and hand over the craftsmanship to me. For the cook in Aijia's small kitchen, it's delicious, and Aijia will reward you."

Upon hearing the reward, Tang Nineteen's eyes brightened: "Yes, Empress Dowager."

"Let's tell Aijia again, today's milk tea, why does it taste different? Did you add something special to it? Last time, Aijia was really tired of drinking it."

Tired of drinking so quickly, really picky.

"I didn't add anything else, I just boiled the sugar first, half-caramelized the sugar, and then poured the boiled evaporated milk tea. This is called caramel milk tea."

"Listen to the names, one is more vulgar than the other. Chen Yu..."

If the Queen Mother hadn't called Bian Chen Yu, Tang Nineteen would have almost forgotten that Bian Chen Yu was also in the house.

"Queen Mother, Chen Yu is here."

"You can name it, what kind of milk tea, what kind of bread, what kind of caramel milk tea, look how vulgar it is."

amount……

Well, vulgar, it's not her name, and shouldn't it be obvious?

Bian Chenyu stood up: "Queen Mother, this milk tea is made of cow's milk, it's soft and sweet in the mouth, why not call it soft milk."

It's not that Tang Nineteen complained, what the hell are these.

The queen mother was very satisfied: "Not bad, not bad, what about this bread?"

"This, the princess just described it. When it came out of the oven, the bread was golden, otherwise it would be called a golden bag."

Okay, you talented girl, what you say is right, what is it, Tang Nineteen is absolutely absolute no matter what you hear, you haven't heard of elegance and nobility before milk tea and bread
However, the sky and the earth are big, and the queen mother is the biggest.

The old man was very satisfied: "Sweet milk, caramel milk, golden bag, um, not bad. Tang Nineteen, what do you think?"

Does she dare to say no?

The queen mother did this on purpose, the food she created was named after Bianchenyu.

The Queen Mother is an old foodie, she still can't use food to conquer and buy, she is still running on Tang Nineteen with Bianchen fish.

(End of this chapter)

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