But these were not the most important things, the old lady glanced at the pudding in the bowl, although about a third of it had been broken by him with a spoon, but this did not affect the cool air that came from the hand holding the bowl.

It's not cold, but it's not a hot drink, and it's still a little cold and a little elastic.

The old lady was puzzled, and felt that what kind of eggs and milk could be made into such an unseen food, and he couldn't help but be interested.

So the old lady tried to take a bite, but she couldn't stop eating it, and she didn't even hear what her son said on the side.

Seeing this, the Protector was a little helpless, so he could only wait until the old lady finished eating all the pudding in the small bowl, and then asked again: "Dad, do you have anything special to eat for lunch?" Or do you want to take a break first? ”

"What," said the old lady, who finally put down the bowl, raised her head, and said, "Bring the cook who made this cook, I have something to ask." ”

Protector: What he just said was in vain.

Mrs. Protector: "Dad, but you are not satisfied with the taste of milk and eggs?" Still don't like this pudding? If you want something else, let the cook cook it for you."

Meng Wei was a little nervous on the side, for fear that the old lady would say that she didn't like it, because this pudding was exactly what she made when she got up in the morning, but it was just put in the ice water after melting the ice for a while.

This is to make the pudding not too cold, and it will not affect the taste because of the warmth.

Moreover, Meng Wei also took into account that this old lady is already fifty years old, and in modern times, it may be seen that fifty-year-old people are physically stronger than those young people, and they can participate in marathons.

But these seventy ancient times should be treated with caution at the age of fifty, so even if Meng Wei heard them say how healthy the old lady was, for the sake of prudence, she still didn't put the pudding on the ice.

In order to do what she liked, she found out that the old lady is a person who loves sweets, so she chose this pudding that is suitable for all ages, regardless of whether the mouth is good or not, it can meet the taste of the public.

However, she didn't want the old lady's next sentence to make her cry and laugh a little.

"How can you not be satisfied?" The old lady smacked her lips, as if she was reminiscing about the taste of the pudding just now, and then said, "I just want to see which chef is so good at making such delicious things, I heard you say that this is egg pudding, is it possible that there are other flavors?" ”

As the old lady spoke, she remembered Meng Wei's introduction and couldn't help but look at her.

Hearing this, Meng Wei was relieved, and simply stepped forward and admitted: "Back to the old lady, this pudding is made by slaves." ”

"You? You're saying you came up with it? ”

"Yes, there are also pine flower cakes and peanut cakes on this table, and lotus seed cakes are all made by the slaves and maids."

"This, all of this is what you did?"

The old lady remembered that those little maids had brought a lot of things just now, but he thought it was those ordinary mung bean cakes and red bean cakes and the like, but he was attracted by this pudding just now, so he didn't look at those three things carefully at all.

After Meng Wei's reminder, he found that the other three pastries did look pleasing to the eye, but then the old lady frowned again: "Why are there only two per plate?" ”

It's not enough to even plug your teeth!

However, Meng Wei has long been accustomed to this problem, because every time she makes pastries, only a few pieces are put on each plate to try it, before the old lady, his son and grandson can complain about this problem, and even Mrs. Huguohou, who is determined to lose weight, can't help but ask this question after eating it a few more times but not having fun.

But in the end, weren't they all fooled?

So Meng Wei couldn't help but have a bitter face, full of embarrassment: "Old lady Mingjian, this pastry is actually complicated and requires a lot of effort to make, and the ingredients are not easy to put for a long time in summer, so the slave maid has only made a little bit after making it for a long time." ”

"Then you can do it again."

The old lady listened to Meng Wei's words, looked at the lotus seed cake in front of her, and felt more and more that she had an appetite when she looked at it.

Meng Wei's cooking, in addition to being delicious, is also very particular about plating, just like an Italian meal, there are few large pastries, so the white lotus seed cake is drizzled with a layer of yellow-orange-orange sugar osmanthus.

The lotus seed cake was cut into a lotus shape and placed on green jagged celery leaves, and there were two round balls with pitted and pureed balls side by side, and if her former subordinates saw it, she was afraid that she would have to explain that it was a simple ingredient, but she would have to make it into a high-end food that they could not afford.

The old lady saw that it was food that he had never seen before, and it was made so beautifully, so he couldn't help but move his hand and taste it.

In an instant, the old lady's eyes lit up, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that Meng Wei was still in place, and frowned: "Why are you still here?" These three, as well as the pudding, make two plates of the same, and I want to eat enough. ”

"Old lady, I heard that you like to eat meat, the slave maid has asked the buyer to buy a whole cow, thinking of making a whole cow banquet at noon, now it is not long before noon, if the slave maid goes to make pastries now, then the whole cow bought will be bought for nothing, and when the time comes, it will be broken, but the house has not made beef in the past, so only the slave and maid will do it."

"What? A whole cattle feast? Is a whole table full of beef? So what's there to eat? ”

Quan Niu Yan is another name that makes him unfamiliar, but the name is easy to understand.

No, he guessed it as soon as he guessed!

However, it is true that he loves meat, although he has not eaten beef many times, but in his impression, even if it is his favorite braised pork, he will probably get tired of making a table, right?

Meng Wei has thought about this question for a long time, and even when she was making pastries this morning, Aunt Lin heard that she was going to make a whole beef banquet, and she also asked this question, maybe she would feel tired when she thought about it like this, but if she really ate it, she wouldn't feel like that.

To know what other modern fish feasts, whole sheep feasts, vegan feasts, seafood feasts, etc., it can be said that only unthinkable, nothing can not be done.

"The old lady doesn't know, the slave maid has already thought of a lot of dishes, the so-called frying, steaming, boiling and stewing, to ensure that each dish is not the same, the taste is also different, you will not feel tired after eating."

"Okay, as long as you can make it to my satisfaction, as for these pastries, you can make them in the afternoon, well, remember to make more."

The old lady weighed it and felt that if Meng Wei was asked to make pastries now, then the whole cow bought in the kitchen would be wasted.

Although the Protector's Mansion does not lack the silver of the cow, the food is the most likely to spoil this summer, and the food that is not eaten in the stomach is called waste.

Well, let's move these delicious dishes to the afternoon, so that you can eat both the whole beef feast and the delicious pastries.

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