Ji Wanrong paused with the silver thread in her hand, and her eyelids were raised.

This thing is not difficult, I can fight it, just go around, go around.

Simple! I don't need these stinky girls to help me! Hum!

Zi Su saw that Ji Wanrong was silent, her head was stuffy, and she dragged the silver thread around the tips of her fingers, which never took shape.

didn't wait for Ji Wanrong to speak, she couldn't look at it by herself.

"Master, that's not how to do it." Shisu sighed and put down the bandage on his hand.

moved his buttocks, sat in front of Ji Wanrong, stretched out his hand and said, "Let's teach you another lesson." ”

"Didn't you say you wouldn't help me?" Ji Wanrong looked at the messy silk threads in her hands, stalked her neck, and asked confidently.

Zi Su was speechless for a while, and her face turned red and white for a while, "Yes, it's the slave who is wrong, and the slave shouldn't say such a thing." ”

Talking to the master, it has never been cheap, no matter how you say it, it's your own mistake.

Ji Wanrong grinned, handed the silk thread in her hand to Zisu, and pretended to be uneasy and said, "But be careful, I've been busy for a long time." ”

"Hmm." Zi Su looked at the thread in his hand, and the result of his master's busy work for half a day was a lump.

It hasn't been long yet, why did you forget about it, Zi Su was patient, untied the knot little by little, and taught Ji Wanrong again.

The patience taught by Zisu, Ji Wanrong was not stupid, and she succeeded in getting started again after a while.

Ji Wanrong finally finished wrapping the little silk thread in her hand, and Chunjiao came back with a cold bowl.

Inside was frozen cold milk mush, frozen into pieces, like ice cubes.

Chunjiao entered the room and put the bowl on the tray on the table, and then asked Ji Wanrong curiously, "Master, how do you eat this thing?" Isn't it just ice cream made from frozen milk? ”

"That's probably what it is." Ji Wanrong looked at the failed ice cream in the bowl and said helplessly.

No way, normal ice cream needs to be put in cream, this dynasty, where to find cream yourself.

For the sake of sticky and mellow taste, you can only put a little sweet potato flour.

Chun Jiao was busy all afternoon, and when she heard Ji Wanrong's somewhat lost tone, she immediately said, "The master is not satisfied, let's do it again tomorrow, don't eat it." ”

"Don't mind, let me taste it when it melts." Ji Wanrong also knew that she was too good at tossing people, so she hurriedly said, "Maybe it's delicious, but it's just a whim in my head." ”

Every time, when there is something new, Ji Wanrong uses a few words of whim to cover up the past.

Even if Chunjiao and the others wanted to ask more, they didn't know where to start.

Waiting for the ice cream milk to melt, Ji Wanrong tasted two bites, tsk, what's the matter with a little delicious?

When the milk is boiling, the water in it evaporates little by little.

It has the sweet taste of sucrose, and with the addition of sweet potato flour, it has a little sticky feeling.

It's a bit like eating iced mochi, and if you have more sweet potato flour, it's even more like that.

There's still water there, so it's boiled into something like ice cream.

Chunjiao watched Ji Wanrong take one bite after another, and asked without some curiosity, "Master, can you eat this?" ”

"I can eat it, it's delicious, and I'll eat a bowl every day in the future." Ji Wanrong scooped another spoonful, and then Mei Zizi said.

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