I heard that Niangniang is nearsighted

Chapter 162
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The next day, Luo Temple
Fan Manman was lying outside the small kitchen in surprise, watching Liu Shuang show off her skills.

Originally, she was looking at the story book, chanting a few words casually, if only she could go out and eat folk snacks, she didn't know what kind of world it was outside.

As a result, Liu Shuang looked up at her, "This servant also knows a thing or two about folk snacks."

So the current scene appeared.

"Master, this is the newly baked butter cake, you eat it first, the sky is full of stars, the big and small Hongqiao... It will take a while."

Liu Shuang inside kept her feet on the ground in a hurry, a little sweat broke out on her white and solemn face.

The small kitchen was full of heat.

Fan Manman has already accurately located her position, and she is responsible for eating.

There was a small table next to it, and she was sitting by the side eating butter fried cake and pea yellow, watching Liu Shuang busy with work.

Liuying next to her just looked at her master while eating what was on hand, while looking at what was in the pot.

A smile flashed in Liuying's eyes, and she put the freshly brewed morning dew tea by the master's hand, and beside it was a stack of fragrant flower cakes.

"Master, the baby's breath is ready." Liu Shuang put a pastry on the small table, turned around and continued to work.

Fan Manman picked up a piece of baby's breath and put it in her mouth, blinking.

Isn't this sticky rice cake?
starry sky.

Sure enough, the ancients are literature and art, and the names of ordinary pastries are also poetic and picturesque.

Fan Manman ate a few pieces and gave them to others.

After a while, Liu Shuang held a stack of haggis cakes and placed them in front of Fan Manman. Haggis cakes were steamed from sheep intestines filled with various flours and wheat flour.

This is a novelty, Fan Manman has never eaten it.

The oil pan next to it was hot, and Liu Shuang quickly threw the things on the table, and the face immediately became fragrant.

"It's Sanzi." Liuying's eyes lit up.

Because making sanzi requires a lot of oil, ordinary people are reluctant to make it, and hawkers specialize in selling it.

Fan Manman looked a little itchy, "Go and find me a thin and clean iron plate, not too thin." Fan Manman gestured to Liuying.

Liuying moved quickly, and soon found the iron piece.

At the same time, Fan Manman had already prepared a pot of batter.

She asked someone to build a simple stove, put the iron plate on the stove, and then lit the fire.

When the iron plate was hot, she scooped up the batter with a spoon. The white batter was placed in the center of the iron plate. The bamboo slices gently peeled off the batter evenly and spread it on the iron plate.

The excess batter was thrown into the wooden basin beside it.

Soon, a layer of batter was dried, and Fan Manman carefully circled around the side and put the pancake aside.

Just made dozens of pancakes like this, and she got impatient.

Flicking her sore wrist, she looked at the wooden basin aside without tears.

I made too much batter, what should I do? !

"Master, let me do it." The making of pancakes is very simple, Liu Ying will be done after watching it a few times.

Fan Manman stepped aside silently, watching Liuying's skillful pancakes, a small stack was piled up beside her in a short while.

Turning her head, Fan Manman saw that Liu Shuang, who was moving neatly, was making a scorpion with ease.

She seems a bit useless...

Forget it, she is still suitable to be a salted fish.

So she slumped on the table next to her and watched the two maids making snacks in full swing.

When the pancakes were ready, Fan Manman fried a few dishes by herself, then wrapped them with pancakes and ate them with Sanzi.

One bite, the noodle fragrance of the pancakes, the deliciousness of the food, and the crispness and deliciousness of the sanzi all blend together.

"Delicious."

Fan Meiren led a group of court ladies to taste the fruits of victory.

(End of this chapter)