The wet tongue also licked Mu Shiyu's hand from time to time.

Fortunately, he was raised and raised, otherwise Mu Shiyu would have to die of disgust.

Xie Lu looked at the person and the dog beside him, and said coldly: "Isn't it supposed that the dog should follow the owner?" ”

Mu Shiyu turned her head and glared at him fiercely: "You are also his master." ”

Xie Lu didn't object, and nodded: "So its fierce protector is to learn from me,"

The implication of the words is that stupid and cute and greedy is to learn Mu Shiyu.

Mu Shiyu didn't like to listen to this, and wanted to refute him, but if you think about it carefully, Han does have many things that are quite similar to her.

The theory couldn't talk about Xie Lu, so Mu Shiyu ignored him and talked to the dog: "Han, your master and I are so beautiful, why didn't you learn this?" ”

Looking at the way the person and the dog were talking to themselves, Xie Lu secretly shook his head.

The pastry was in the middle of the two people's mouths, and it was slowly cooked.

When the last piece of coal was burned, Xie Lu stood up and opened the lid of the steamer to take a look.

Then I saw the fluffy pastry: "Hey, why is it different from the pastries?" ”

"What's the difference?"

Mu Shiyu felt strange, quickly let go of Han, stood up, and looked into the pot.

Xie Lu held a pair of chopsticks in his hand and poked at the chicken cake.

Seeing the yellow piece inside, it suddenly dawned on him, and then there was some excitement in his tone: "Lazy, this you made seems to be made into a chicken cake." ”

There were already chicken cakes in this era, which were introduced from foreign countries during the Republic of China.

But because the food is precious, the recipe has not been circulated.

It is generally only served in fine restaurants.

And people like them who grew up in the town only have so many chicken cakes in the supply and marketing society during the Chinese New Year.

If you go slowly, you can't grab it, Xie Lu was fortunate to see it once, and the chicken cake they steamed today is no different from the one sold by the supply and marketing cooperative.

And it seems that the condition is much better than that sold by the supply and marketing cooperatives.

Mu Shiyu looked confused, and rubbed her head suspiciously: "What is a chicken cake?" ”

She hadn't heard of it.

Xie Lu explained to her with a smile: "I heard that a Western-style pastry was imported from abroad, which was sold in high-end restaurants, but I didn't expect it to be inadvertently made by you." ”

The more Xie Lu thought about it, the happier he became, the chicken cakes were sold in Western pastries.

In addition, it was imported from abroad, so it was naturally plated with a layer of gold.

On weekdays, as soon as people hear the name of the chicken cake, they can't help but yearn for it and want to eat it.

If the chicken cake is sold in their Aishan pastry.

Xie Lu had already thought of the scene of snatching from people.

Xie Lu explained, Mu Shiyu nodded in ignorance, as if he understood, but also didn't seem to understand.

But looking at Xianggong's excited expression, this thing shouldn't be bad.

When the excitement is over, it's time to lift the chicken cake out of the pot.

After dissipating a little heat, Xie Lu couldn't wait to take a chicken cake and cut it with a knife.

The chicken cake that has just come out of the pot is still a little hot, and Xie Lu's rough skin and thick meat feel extremely hot.

So he didn't give it to Sister Jiao right away, but after it was cold in his hand for a while, he handed it to her mouth: "You taste it." ”

Mu Shiyu had just been playing with Han for a while, and he hadn't washed his hands, so he took a bite of the chicken cake and chewed it slowly.