When the fourth elder brother went to Ning Ying's small courtyard, she was making milk muffins.

This is also a dessert that she often makes before the crossing, the steps are very simple, and the ingredients are few, so that it is really delicious to make, and it belongs to the type that never gets tired of eating.

The taste is a little like a Hong Kong-style egg waffle.

It's the kind of special homely, especially beautiful taste.

The method is also very simple: egg yolks, sugar and salt, flour, milk, put together and stir well to form a batter, then melt the butter in the water and add it as well.

Beat the egg whites into a creamy form and mix well with the batter.

There are very few frying pans at this time, Ning Ying had drawn drawings to the fourth elder brother before, and she also talked to the fourth elder brother about the appearance of the pan for a long time.

In the end, the dining room finally delivered a set of pans of different sizes.

Depending on the type of dish, choose a different size.

To make muffins, Ning Ying took a medium-sized pan, brushed it with a little corn oil, and heated it over low heat - the reason why corn oil is used is also particular; Because corn oil has the lightest taste, it will not cover the aroma of the muffin.

Then when the oil in the pot was slightly hot, Ning Ying dug a spoonful of batter into it, spread it into a circle, and saw many small bubbles coming out of the side of the muffin.

Then it's a matter of turning over and frying it.

Because Ning Ying likes sweeter flavors, and she didn't put a lot of sugar in the batter just now, she also asked Ting'er to prepare the honey.

As soon as the muffins are out of the pan, they roll on the honey slurry.

In addition, half of the remaining pancakes are made of plain flavor, and half of them are topped with red bean paste that has been boiled long ago, put them on a plate, and garnish them with red silk.

It is made into honey, bean paste, and original three-piece milk muffins.

After all, it was November, and it was windy in the small courtyard, and it was steaming in the stove room, so Ning Ying simply didn't go out, and sat down next to the long table in the stove with a large plate of muffins.

Ning Ying lowered her head and picked up a piece of muffin and took a bite: it was fragrant and soft.

It's the taste of egg waffles!

When she was almost done eating, the fourth elder brother also came over.

Before he came in, just outside the courtyard, the fourth elder brother smelled the aroma of muffins.

He had dinner at Fujin just now, and he wasn't hungry at this time, but he smelled the freshness of the fragrance, and it was estimated that Ning Ying was thinking about some new dim sum again.

When he thought about it, he pursed his lips slightly and smiled.

He has come to the new courtyard so many times that even the minions who follow him know it—if he hadn't seen Ning Gege come out to greet the fourth elder brother, then most likely this Gege was in the middle of the stove.

Sure enough, the fourth elder brother turned to the east, and the aroma became even stronger.

In the stove room, it was steaming, it was even warmer than setting up a charcoal basin, and the fourth elder brother was in a hurry on the road just now, so he was a little sweaty, and when he went in at this time, he felt that the robe was a little unbearable.

Ning Ying saluted him, looked at the empty plate in front of him and smiled: "It's unfortunate that the fourth master came, I'll make another plate of muffins for the master." ”

The fourth elder brother waved his hand and said, "Just come and see you." Don't be too busy. ”

As he spoke, he looked around, and then prepared to sit down at the long table.

Because of Ning Ying, he doesn't dislike this stove fire.

But Ning Ying was not good, and really let him sit in such a humble place.

Not to mention anything else, as soon as the fourth elder brother sat here, his face formed a strong sense of disobedience with his surroundings.

She hugged the fourth elder brother's arm and gently pulled his hand, and the fourth elder brother accompanied her to the house.

The house is also the same warm, the charcoal fire is burning, but the best charcoal is used, and the smoke is very small - now Ningge is favored, and all parts of the house are well worshipped, except for Fujin and Fujin on the side, the others are all for Ning Ying here.

The fourth elder brother glanced at it, knew it in his heart, and felt relieved, so he smiled and pulled Ning Ying's hand over, held it in his palm and rubbed it.

He didn't say anything when he saw her, he looked up at himself with a delicate little face, and looked at himself with a smile, which became more and more painful, and the skin on his face was as tender as water tofu, which could be broken by blowing, and his cheeks were slightly flushed.

He thought it was the rouge she had applied, so he wiped it with his big finger.

Then the fourth elder brother found that his hands were clean and there was nothing.

It was the blush on Ning Ying's own face.

Rouge gouache can deceive people, but the complexion can't deceive people - his woman is raised so well, it can be seen that the life in this small courtyard is quite comfortable.

When the fourth elder brother thought of this, he was very satisfied and comfortable.

He held her cheek and rubbed it lovingly in the palm of his hand for a long time, and without speaking, he just looked at her.

Seeing that Ning Ying finally turned red little by little, her ears turned red.

The servants in the courtyard were waiting in the house, on the steps at the door of the house, and there was no one in the courtyard for a while.

The little wonton bit a small wooden stick and happily waved its little tail and ran around the yard several times before finally feeling a little cold.

Go back to the house and sleep!

It reached the vicinity of the steps, and suddenly limped.

Then when it came time to cross the threshold, the little wonton behaved "hard" as usual - a small fluffy short leg was on the threshold, struggling with difficulty.

Ting'er saw it, and hurriedly squatted down to help the little wonton hug it.

The little wonton tilted slightly, and very skillfully avoided Ting'er's hands.

According to its previous experience, it is almost time to come and pick it up in distress when shoveling - as long as the shoveler sees his own appearance.

She's going to be distressed!

But no.

The little wonton looked into the house with his hairy head up, and saw that the owner of the ink mark was holding the shovel of, and the two of them were holding their hands together and whispering something softly.

Under the lights, the figures of the two people were reflected on the wall, and they simply merged into one person.

Although it is not the first time that the little wonton has seen this picture, it is still a little jealous all of a sudden.

It wagged its tail, the puppy's eyes fluttered a few times, and then silently lowered the little lame leg and took a few steps back.

Seeing that the minions in the courtyard were focused on serving the master in the house, the little wonton squatted in the dark for a while, then wagged his tail slightly, and sneaked out along the corner of the wall.

"It's the New Year soon, do I still want to participate in this year's palace banquet?" Ning Ying snuggled in the arms of the fourth elder brother, and when she heard the fourth elder brother mention that it was going to be the New Year, she immediately thought of it.

Then she looked up and asked him in a whisper.

She also clearly remembered that last year, Concubine Yi suddenly mentioned that Li's pregnancy and physical discomfort were before long live, alluding to her foxy fourth elder brother, which caused the pregnant side Fujin to be depressed and almost injured the dragon grandson.

Ning Ying thought of the scene at that time, and felt that the palms on her back were covered with a layer of cold sweat.