Chen Er asked Shen Yinian to take the almond porridge away.

Then continue to bump the flour and camellia petals.

And the comfort people in the restaurant have been waiting for a while.

She was bored at first, so she walked around the restaurant, but it was too small.

There's nothing to see either.

Her gaze fell on the wall behind her.

There was a small miniature bookshelf with a few books on it.

Shu Dongren reached out and picked up the book closest to him.

I was surprised to find that this book was actually a thread-bound book that was some years old.

Although Shu Dongren is influenced by his elders, he is not an antique connoisseur, but he can also judge one or two.

The texture of the paper, and the smell of the book, tell Shu that the book is definitely not a short time.

She carefully flipped the page and was even more shocked.

This book is still a manuscript!

The font is very beautiful, neat and smooth and thin, and the black pen and ink fall on the yellowed paper, just like the fairy style, clear and beautiful.

It's just that this font is rare.

Shu Dongren gently rubbed the pages of the book, and then quickly took out his mobile phone to take a few photos.

I saw Shen Yinian coming over with a tray.

Shen Yinian picked up the cyan bowl and put it in front of her.

Then he handed over a spoon of the same color.

Shu moved people to put the book back on the shelf.

He took the spoon and gently stirred the milky porridge in the bowl.

The fragrance overflowed, and Shu Dongren was immediately attracted to all the attention.

Shu Dongren doesn't like to eat almonds, because almonds are hard and she finds it very laborious to chew.

Today, I will order this almond porridge with the idea of trying it.

She never knew that almonds could give off such a fresh aroma when cooked.

The freshness has a faint mellow aroma, a bit of the smell of milk after it has been cooked.

Hurriedly scooped up a spoon of hot porridge, blew a little hot air and put it in your mouth.

Although it is still a little hot, Shu Dongren does not mind.

In this porridge, Shu Dongren can only eat barley and a soft and smooth soup.

There are no almonds, but the aroma of almonds is abundant.

It seems to soak the barley thoroughly from the inside out, and the aroma of wheat mixed with the fresh smell of almond juice carries the heat and conquers the soothing tongue.

The wheat has been cooked and cooked, and the soft texture makes Shu Dongren reluctant to chew it a few more times, and almost all of them are mixed with a thick hot soup and swallowed together.

What's even more amazing is that Shu Dongren tasted the sweet taste in the porridge, but the sweet fragrance in the porridge was not strong, but faint, like a light smoke with a sweet smell gently slid across the tip of the tongue, and then quickly floated away, unable to grasp anything, only to taste the sweetness.

Could it be that it has been boiled for too long, so I can't taste what kind of sweetness it is?

Before you know it, a bowl of porridge will bottom out.

Shu touched the corners of his mouth unsatisfactorily.

Then he took the tissue handed by Shen Yinian and wiped it.

He sat in his seat without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

Shen Yinian tried to restrain the saliva that was about to flow out.

She now knows why her boss is paying her such a high salary.

The most painful part of this job is that you can only watch the guests eat, and you not only have to smell the taste on the sidelines, but also can't eat a little bit, and you can't even show slander......

In the kitchen, Chen Er had already received the first amount of experience points he had gained from Shu Dongren.

Unexpectedly, Shu Dongren was actually a second-level diner, and her satisfaction with this almond porridge was 90.

Chen Er gains 90 experience points.

In the kitchen, Chen Er was already making a second dish, white cakes.

Chen Er asked Dou Yitong to bring the camellia-soaked water and add the fine powder paste and flour mixed with white porridge and sweet wine.

Start and face.

Talk to everyone while facing each other.

"In ancient times, when people made pastries, they liked to add all kinds of flower dew or flower juice. It not only adds color to the pastry, but also increases the aroma of the pastry. ”

"It can be said that flowers are also a unique ingredient in China."

After Chen Er kneaded the dough, he asked Dou Yitong to go to the stove and serve a large iron pot directly to the stove, without smearing oil, and directly boiling it over low heat until the iron pot was hot.

Chen Er pinched a small ball of dough, first kneaded it into a round ball, and then slapped it flat to form a round cake.

Then it was thrown directly into the pot, and the dough was close to the wall of the iron pot, and it quickly made a "sizzling" sound.

Chen Er's hand moved quickly, and one after another small white round cakes fell into the iron pot like pieces of paper flying out.

Dou Yitong was dazzled by the side, and couldn't help but clap his hands.

Off-screen fans were also thrilled.

"Look!"

Under the leadership of the local tyrant fans, everyone began the gift bombardment.

Tea eggs invade the earth: "Welcome to the live broadcast of the God of Food, this show is also known as, and today the anchor has started to show off his skills again." ”

Qingtian: "Wow, so handsome!" Handsome people are handsome when they knead dough! I'm going to make the dough in Chen Lao's wet hands!! ”

Candy to sleep: "Mom! I'm going to marry him!! ”

Chen Er's girlfriend: "What a fat thing this is! My boyfriend! You are not allowed to look! Block block, block! ”

The dough in his hand quickly turned into five white cakes and stuck in the pot.

Chen Er picked up a small pot of camellia petals that had been prepared next to him, and poured them all into the iron pot.

The pot was half filled, and the white cakes were pressed under the petals.

Chen Er waited by the stove for a moment, then reached out and plucked the petals of the flowers, and began to turn the dough over.

They all turned over and re-plucked the petals.

After another moment, Dou Yitong stretched his neck.

"Master, what a fragrant face!"

Then he hurried to get a turquoise plate.

Chen Er quickly uncovered the dough cakes from the pot one by one and arranged them neatly on the plate.

Then grab a handful of uncooked petals from the iron pan and scatter them on the plate, covering the white cake.

Dou Yitong took a few deep breaths, and could only smell the aroma of camellia flowers and a faint fragrance of face.

When Shen Yinian brought the white cake to the table.

Shu Dongren immediately smelled the aroma of camellias.

Curious, she stretched out her chopsticks to pick up a petal, "This is also for eating?" ”

Shen Yinian hurriedly said, "No, Miss Shu, the dish is under the petals." ”

Shu Dongcai gently opened the petals on the top layer of the plate with chopsticks.

Snow-white and flawless round dough appeared in the layers of red petals.

It's like a little white rabbit that strayed into the flowers, round and cute.

Shu Dongren simply put down the chopsticks, directly reached out and picked up a piece of white cake, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently.

Immediately smiled.

"It smells so good."

The outside of the dough is wrapped in a faint aroma of camellias.

It's just that this layer of floral fragrance is very light, like a mist light smoke that gently shrouds after the rain, which can be blown away with a light blow.

Beneath the floral aroma is the white cake itself, full of fragrant face, with a faint burnt aroma that has been roasted and cooked.

Shu Dongren lightly opened his red lips and took a bite of the white cake.

The texture of this cake is actually very crispy.

And it is very rare that there is no greasy smell of oily aroma, only a very pure flour aroma.

When the dough rests in the mouth, Shu Dongren also tastes a little sweet.

It's a bit hazy and hazy, but it's too hard to feel, and the aroma of wine is more subtle than the floral aroma on the outside of the white cake.

Shu Dongren quickly finished eating the white cake in his hand, but still couldn't catch the sweet aroma of wine.

It's like smelling a burst of wine from a distant flower.

Stepping on the flowers to find wine, I rummaged through all the flowers but did not find a drop of wine, but fell deeper and deeper in the flowers.

The more Shu Dongren eats, the stronger the floral fragrance becomes, but the sweet aroma of wine is still ethereal, as if there is nothing.

Until the last piece of white bread was eaten, Shu Dongren was still immersed in it.

"It's so fragrant......"

The touching tone of Shu seemed to be emotional and regretful.