Joan of Arc, who was standing on the side watching the battle, turned even pale, subconsciously bit his lip, and looked at Qian Chen's busy back with complicated eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the other hand, Qian Chen entered a state of absolute concentration, and everything in the outside world seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Mary, in her final form, had already demonstrated it in person in front of him, and he had already tasted it himself.

Sweet, bitter, and salty flavors alone are easy to make, but it is not so easy to combine the three.

Especially for savory, knowing that 'My Love' is a dessert, how to blend saltiness into sweetness is a difficult problem.

But the technical difficulties are not the most difficult.

Only by making diners feel the sweetness of first love, the bitterness of ups and downs, and the tears of joy when entering the palace of marriage like Mary does, this is a complete 'My Love'.

That's right, the biggest challenge of this dessert is how to make the taster feel a complete love experience.

In order to achieve his best state, Qian Chen directly turned on 'Geass'.

However, it is not enough.

Technically, you can use 'Geass' to forcibly improve your state, but what about the mental.

Although he is a human being in two lives, he is only a first brother who has never been married in terms of marriage and love, unlike Mary, who has already come over.

He has experienced the sweetness of first love and the ups and downs in love, but the feeling when he got married is blank for him.

That's right, he can use his imagination to fictionalize, after all, this is the Internet era, and there are not many portrayals of various film and television works and comics.

Rash... As the saying goes: there is no harm without contrast.

Putting Qian Chen's imaginary fiction with the real together, a huge sense of disobedience will completely ruin this dessert.

What should I do?

Qian Chen thought about it, and skillfully mixed butter, flour, eggs, sugar, etc., and then put them in the mold, and then opened the oven and put it in, which was making sponge cake and used as the base for strawberry Frejie.

On the kitchen counter on the other side, Zhenna seemed a little absent-minded, and she was still preparing the ingredients until now, and she didn't officially start cooking.

This is also normal. Just like when you play a game, when you can win with your feet, you will lose interest in the game completely.

At this moment, her eyes wandered and caught a glimpse of Joan of Arc watching the battle.

At this time, Joan of Arc looked at Qian Chen's back with a complicated expression, and his eyes were both worried and incomprehensible to others.

Zhenna's eyes rolled.

Pregnant! That's it!

Almost at the same time, a flash of inspiration flashed in Qian Chen's mind.

It's a brainstorm, I can still do this!

Qian Chen patted his head lightly with some annoyance.

As a result, Joan of Arc on the side was stunned to find that the two of them seemed to have made an agreement, and the pace of cooking suddenly accelerated.

Seeing this, Joan of Arc couldn't help but muttered in her heart.

'Is it such a coincidence?' ’

After Qian Chen put the sponge cake in the oven, he began to wash the strawberries, make the cream, and make the coffee mousse.

At the same time, Qian Chen found another jar.

Looking at the golden fruits and the pale yellow juice in the jar, Joan of Arc couldn't help but show surprise on her face.

"This is ... Salted lemon!? ”

As a close friend of Mary's, Joan of Arc knew the full version of the 'My Love' recipe, but Qian Chen now came up with an ingredient that had never appeared in the recipe.

After all, Joan of Arc is a king-level chef, and her eyesight is extremely high, and she immediately understands the secret.

I see, use this method to solve the problem of salty integration! It's worthy of Qian Chen! ’

Joan of Arc thought with some admiration.

Ordinary people get the recipes of the Dragon Kitchen, which one is not regarded as a treasure, and they can't wait to copy the recipe exactly, let alone change it like Qian Chen.

Questioning authority is easier said than done.

And changing the recipe is not a random change, moving the recipe is not messy, the change is not good, but you have to apologize to the diner.

Qian Chen and Zhenna's cooking continues.

Qian Chen had already removed the seeds from the salted lemon, then cut it into tiny pieces, and then made a light yellow lemon curd.

Then, before the sponge cake base was baked, Qian Chen mixed the coffee mousse.

By the time the golden skin of the sponge cake comes out, the preliminary preparations have basically been completed.

Qian Chen assembled the cake in the order of sponge cake base, lemon curd, strawberry cream, and coffee mousse, and then on the top layer, he used cream with coffee powder to create a beautiful flower pattern.

Qian Chen took the cake out of the mold and cut it into rectangles.

After Qian Chen's revision, the bottom layer is a golden sponge cake, the middle layer is a snow-white cream inlaid with bright red strawberries, and there is a layer of pale yellow faint lemon curd between the two layers.

The upper layer is a light brown coffee mousse with a faint aroma of coffee. On the top floor, this is a cream flower with a hint of dark brown powder in the snow white.

Just looking at the appearance, this 'My Love' is as exquisite as a work of art, and people can't help but move their index fingers.

Qian Chen couldn't help but reach out and wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead.

At this moment, an incomparably rich fragrance wafted from the opposite side.

The moment Qian Chen smelled this fragrance, his brain suddenly went blank, as if someone had knocked on the door of his head fiercely.

In an instant, apart from this fragrance, Qian Chen's brain had completely lost the ability to think.

"Qian Chen! Qian Chen!! ”

At this moment, an anxious voice came into Qian Chen's ears from far and near.

Qian Chen's brain cleared suddenly, and he broke away from this terrible fragrance.

At this time, Joan of Arc was looking at him worriedly, and Qian Chen nodded at Joan of Arc, signaling that she didn't have to worry.

Then Qian Chen looked at the other side with a hint of fear in his eyes.

At this time, Zhenna just took her food off the barbecue, and the smell of grilled chicken wings came to her face, as if she was about to completely drown Qian Chen.

Thinking that he had the 'Iron Will' and the 'Dragon Soul Heart', two rare golden dragon-level talents that could enhance his willpower, when faced with this scent, he was hit without any room for resistance.

The power of the king is terrifying!

If it goes head-to-head, he really doesn't even have the slightest chance of winning!

Compared with Qian Chen's gorgeous appearance of the cake, Zhenna's cuisine is simple, no, it should be said that it is too rude.

No other garnishes are added to the plate, and the chicken wings are arranged horizontally and vertically, which is not aesthetically pleasing.

Three pieces of roast chicken wings were casually thrown on the plate, and people who didn't know thought it was the work of a fast food restaurant.