"What's delicious?" Cuihua remembered the shortbread called "egg yolk crisp" that Li Junran made with her a few days ago, and suddenly felt that the gluttonous worms in her stomach were seduced out, and her mouth was greedy.

"Liu'er, do you want to make egg yolk cake?"

Li Junran looked at Cuihua's shining eyes and smiled. The egg yolk crisp or something is actually quite similar to the shortbread that the Apocalypse Dynasty eats every Mid-Autumn Festival here, that is, the filling inside is slightly different. In addition, the egg yolk crisp is coated with a layer of egg yolk liquid before baking. Of course, the two are also slightly different in shape.

Although Li Junran is very confident in the egg yolk crisp she bakes, she is still a little self-aware of one thing. The reason why the egg yolk crisp is so popular with everyone as soon as it is baked is that in addition to the good taste, the main reason is that the Zhuang family does not have the habit of eating these delicate pastries on weekdays.

It is said that the production of egg yolk crisp, whether it is the raw materials or the production process, is not complicated in Li Junran's opinion, it is nothing more than that the oil skin and the puff pastry are superimposed many times, and then wrapped with jujube paste filling (or red bean paste) plus half a salted egg yolk, wrapped into a round shape, and then coated with a thin layer of egg yolk liquid on the surface and then put it into the oven to bake. When making egg yolk crisp, Li Junran was also worried that he might have to choose to steam in the pot because there was no electric oven. Steaming in the pot will most likely affect the final taste because of the steam. Who would have thought that the earthen stove in his kitchen would have a place to bake food. Not to mention the small egg yolk crisp, it is not a problem to roast a few chickens and ducks at the same time. Come to think of it, if you can't bake it, how can you get the shortbread that every household has to make during the Mid-Autumn Festival and New Year every year?

Because the last time I made egg yolk cake, although Li Cui's is also good. Li Xu's didn't even say anything with his steamed bun father, but Li Junran suddenly realized that egg yolk crisp and even more delicate and delicate and delicious food was just something flashy for the Zhuang family. If the family is well-off all year round, it is just an occasional tooth sacrifice to satisfy your hunger. If you eat it every day, even if you eat it every three or five times, it is too luxurious.

This is so painful for a foodie, and also a foodie who has never lacked all kinds of fruits, pastries and snacks since he was a child. Even if there is a manor. You can eat secretly behind closed doors. But this kind of happiness of having food by his side to share with relatives and friends, Li Junran can't experience it for the time being.

Seemingly...... Bringing family and friends to a well-off life is a good goal no matter where you go.

"Sister Cuihua, let's be fans."

"What?" Cuihua, who originally thought that she would be able to eat delicious food soon, widened her eyes and looked at Li Junran. I don't believe my ears. "Liu'er. What did you just say to do? A fan of someone? ”

"Yes, fan."

As an aboriginal resident of the Apocalypse Dynasty, Cuihua doesn't know that fans have a new meaning after a thousand years, but as a fan of eating. And she still knows what the vermicelli is. Thin and long, slightly yellow in white and slightly transparent are vermicelli, most of which are made by grinding mung beans into powder and then processing. It is wider, yellowish-brown in color, and blackish in color, and it is not very transparent, which is vermicelli, which is processed from sweet potatoes.

Two days ago, she stayed in the second room to eat, and her sister Liu'er didn't fry a vermicelli and gave her a very nice name.

"It's the same one we ate two days ago...... Ants on trees? It's called ants to go up trees, right? ”

"Sister Cuihua, did you hear it wrong, it's the vermicelli that makes ants on the tree." Li Junran continued to nod his head and said with great certainty: "Your favorite pork stewed vermicelli noodles." ”

"Ah...... But, but, that thing ......" Cuihua was a little dumbfounded, she didn't expect Li Junran to really plan to make that thing.

"Let's go, let's go. Let's go find my mother. "The most important thing is that if you persuade Li Xu, you can unconditionally requisition your own bun father (as a coolie). Li Junran silently completed the most critical second half of the sentence in her heart.

In the Apocalypse Dynasty, thanks to the blessing of Princess Zhaorui in the previous dynasty, fans and noodles have already made this veteran toss out in advance. It's just that because of the restrictions of ingredients, the use of alum is still an additive that has been strictly prohibited in modern times. After Li Junran learned about this in Chengfu, he decisively planted several stubbles of sweet potatoes and mung beans in his own manor, and then processed them into vermicelli and vermicelli by himself. After wasting a lot of raw materials and comparing it with the finished vermicelli noodles made by the fully automatic processing instrument in the manor, Li Junran became more confident. Food safety or something, whether in the modern life of the previous life, or the Apocalypse Dynasty in this life, is very important.

"Auntie." After realizing that he finally had something to do (tossed) again, Li Junran seemed to be fully charged, full of energy. No, before he came to the kitchen, he yelled at Li Xu, who was mixing noodles inside and planning to evaporate cakes.

"Liu'er, slow down, beware of falling." Li Xu, who heard the noise, turned his head and couldn't help laughing when he saw Li Junran and Cuihua running into the kitchen one after another.

"Auntie, where's Dad?"

"Say, what do you want your father to do this time, you ghost girl?" After getting along with Li Junran for a few days, Li Xu had already a general understanding of Li Junran's temperament. Sure enough, it's completely different from the original one. Not to mention, the brain in front of me is active, quite smart and clever, but I am afraid that I have a big idea in my heart.

"Let's say okay first, don't ask your father to take you to the back mountain." Li Xu smiled and stretched out his hand and tapped Li Junran's little nose.

It is said that Mo Ruomu, who knows the daughter, has been able to grasp some of Li Junran's movements in just a few days. Compared to the original one, the one in front of me is really too leathery. Two days ago, on a whim, he lost all the three jars of wine that he had moved from the town, and even asked his mother-in-law for a lot of sorghum rice, saying that he wanted to make wine. Only then did the small wine jar be filled (waiting for fermentation), and in a blink of an eye, I went to bother my husband about saying that he would go hunting with the back mountain......

It's really a play that I want to play.

Li Junran blinked his big black and white eyes and looked at Li Xu with an innocent expression.

What, go hunting in the back mountains or something, didn't we make a slip of the tongue for a while. Afterwards, before Li Xu could teach a lesson, Li Junran realized that something was wrong. You know, it's a quiet winter. If you go hunting in the back mountains, the risk factor has increased by several percentage points. It is also quite dangerous after the beginning of spring, because those carnivores have been hungry for a winter and are in a hurry to replenish their energy. Even those herbivores have lost a lot of weight now. The most suitable time for hunting is late spring and early summer, especially in autumn, when the prey is at its fattest.

"Mother~ Liu Er promises that this time I will not go to the back mountain with my father."

"Yes, Aunt Hui. Liu Er really didn't look for Uncle Ming to go to the back mountain this time. Cuihua saw that Li Xu didn't seem to believe it, so she hurriedly assured.

When Li Junran pestered his bun father Li Zhengming and asked to go to the back mountain together, Cuihua was also present at the time. To be honest, Cuihua actually wanted to follow her father Li Zhengji to the back mountain, but she didn't wait for Cuihua to speak. Li Junran ran to sell cute and coquettish with her bun father. Pity. In the end, no one succeeded, including Li Zhengming and Li Zhengji, who were originally going to go around the periphery.

"That, Aunt Hui, Liu Er said she wanted to be that fan......"

"Oh." When Li Xu heard that his little girl didn't want to go to the back mountain. He breathed a sigh of relief. told the whereabouts of his husband. "Liu'er, your father should be at your Uncle Lizheng at this time."

"Got it." After Li Junran knew the whereabouts of his Bao Zi Dad from Li Xu's family, he naturally immediately went to find someone. Fans or something, although the production process is not complicated. But it's really not suitable for a yellow-haired girl like her, who is only eight years old, to do it herself. If it weren't for the absence of her uncle Li Zhengyuan and her brother Li Junyang, she would not have requisitioned her own bun father.

Hey, people can't afford to be hurt when they're small.

Li Xu saw Li Junran and Cuihua running out of the kitchen in a blink of an eye, and suddenly realized that something was wrong. Just now, what did this little girl Cuihua say? To do, to be a fan? Are you really going to be that fan?!

Li Xu panicked all of a sudden, and just as she was still hesitating whether to stop it, Li Cuishi, who had finished feeding the chickens in the backyard, walked into the kitchen with a small dustpan.

"Hui Niang, what's wrong with this girl Liu'er? Just now, the old woman ran out in a hurry with Cuihua, and she didn't remember to wear more clothes, and she wasn't afraid of freezing. When you turn around, you have to talk about it. ”

Li Cuishi saw that Li Xu seemed to have something on his mind, and stood there, feeling somewhat helpless. This cheap daughter-in-law of hers is good at everything, but she is more thoughtful.

"Hui Niang......"

"Ah, mother." Li Xu, who came back to his senses, answered softly.

"Hui Niang, if you have anything on your mind, say it and let the old woman help you come up with ideas. Don't always be stuffy in your heart, didn't Liu Er, this girl, say it, depressed in your heart, this annoyance will be stuffy in your heart. ”

"Mother, in fact, the daughter-in-law has nothing to worry about. It's Liu'er, a girl, who always wants to come out of one. Brother Ming didn't hold back a little, even his mother ...... "Although Li Xu's words were not finished, Li Cui's had already understood.

In this regard, Li Cuishi disagreed with some of his daughter-in-law's thoughts, so he couldn't help but say a few more words: "Hui Niang, are you blaming the old woman for spoiling Liu'er's girl too much?" This daughter's family has to be pampered, even if she is spoiled, she can be spoiled for a few years? ”

"But, but ......"

"Hui Niang, don't always feel that the willow girl wants to come out of it, this girl is thinking about making money. Besides, this girl is a sensible and filial child when she is young, no matter how much she tosses, where can she get out of line? ”

"Daughter-in-law...... I see. Although Li Xu really wanted to tell Li Cui's that the little girl in front of him was no longer the timid and cowardly but extremely sensible little girl he used to be, Li Xu still couldn't say the words in the end.

"It's just a mother's ......"

"Huh?"

"That girl from Liu'er just said that she wanted to find Brother Ming to make that vermicelli and vermicelli together."

"Ah, Liu Yatou knows how to make vermicelli and vermicelli? Then do it. It just so happened that the old woman also wanted to try the vermicelli and noodles made by this girl. Hui Niang, don't say it, Liu Yatou's cooking skills are really good. Li Cuishi didn't think much about it for a while, but took the opportunity to praise Li Junran's cooking skills.

"Mother, you forgot ......" Suddenly, Li Xu was really anxious, "Brother Ming, his mother-in-law......"

"Ah......" Li Cui's reminded him of Li Xu's remind, and then he came back to his senses. If Liu Yatou really plans to be the fan and vermicelli, wouldn't it have to be related to the Li family's four rooms again?

At this moment, even Li Cui's felt a little too big. On the day her little granddaughter came back, she made a fuss in the fourth room of the Li family, and she knew about it that afternoon. It's only been a few days......

No, no, no, don't let this girl Liu Er do any fans and noodles. Li Cuishi frowned and pondered for a moment, and finally chose to stay away from the potential trouble of the fourth room. It's a pity that Li Junran didn't know about it at this time, Li Junran, who had just arrived at Lizheng's house, was trying to listen patiently to his own bun father talking to Li Zhengshu and Li Zhengshu.

"Look, what's wrong with our willow girl?" Li Zhengshu had actually noticed that Li Junran was in a hurry to pull his son Li Zhengming out of the door, but he didn't immediately drag people out of politeness. Thinking that a few days ago, after Liu Er's girl re-steamed the low-grade inferior wine to make it taste better, Li Zhengshu wanted to keep Li Zhengming for a while.

"It's okay, it's okay. That one...... Uncle Lizheng, you have finished talking to your father. (To be continued......)