When Xiao Tao rushed to the kitchen, Lin Su had already finished eating the noodles in his bowl, and still left three bowls for Xiao Tao, the second child and Yulou, he rolled up his sleeves and was still making noodles on the board, Xiao Yao was holding the empty bowl and licking the soup inside.

"Third son, how are you ...... Why are you still doing these menial jobs? Madame said that you will not be allowed to enter the kitchen again...... Xiaoyao, don't lick it, how dare you eat it by yourself and let Childe do things? ”

Xiao Yao was startled and quickly put down the bowl in his hand.

Here we must talk about the positioning of Xiaoyao.

In Lin Su's eyes, Xiao Yao is a younger sister.

In Xiao Yao's eyes, Lin Su is his elder brother.

But in the eyes of others, there must still be an order of respect and humility, Xiao Tao has been instilling a bunch of etiquette in her since she came into contact with Xiao Yao, and she rolled her eyes when she heard Xiao Yao calling her brother, Xiao Yao didn't mess with her, in front of her, she called Lin Su Gongzi.

Childe, I'll do it......

"Little Peach, you're just in time! Xiao Yao is still too small, she can't stand up as high as the stove, and she can't make a lot of delicacies...... "Lin Su smiled: "Come, come, I'll teach you to make a fresh thing, called a bun ......"

Mother Lin came out of the room, quietly went outside the kitchen, and saw Lin Jialiang who was scratching his head: "Is your third brother out?" ”

"Nope!"

"Little Peach didn't even call out?"

"Little Peach...... He is teaching Xiao Tao to make fresh food, saying that he will make the best breakfast for his mother tomorrow morning. ”

"This kid ......" Mother Lin's momentum collapsed suddenly: "Erlang, your third brother loves to play and make trouble, these ...... These are up to him, but there is one thing, from now on, you must supervise his study well, and after three years, he will take the township exam, if he can't pass, he will ask for his mother! ”

"Mother, relax, the third brother is a genius, is he an ordinary person? Three years later, it will definitely be on the list. ”

At night, Lin Su fell asleep.

With a snap, Xiao Yao slapped his leg.

Lin Su's drowsiness disappeared suddenly, he opened his eyes, and in the dark night, his vision was very special, and he saw mosquitoes flying in the air.

But the strange thing is that the mosquito did not get close to him at all, flew three feet away from him, seemed to hit some invisible screen, and flew away naturally.

Does the culture protect the body?

The power of this Dao is getting more and more magical.

Mosquitoes on summer nights are the first pot of gold after many travelers cross over, and they make mosquito coils to make a fortune......

But here, it seems to be a bit of a problem, the rich and powerful who stand at the top here, either have the power of literature and Taoism, or the power of martial arts, and even the power of formations, mosquitoes can't threaten those rich people at all, mosquito coils make a fortune, and at the beginning they are faced with the taboo of low financial resources of the audience.

Forget it, I don't want such a low-end thing.

The next day, Lin Su woke up and looked around, there were no toiletries, he took a breath, he felt quite fresh, this is still the power of Wendao, the power of Wendao cleans himself the most miraculous.

The power of Wendao has developed to the extreme, will it fart and make orchid fragrance? Lin Su wanted to know, but of course he wouldn't be so bored to really smell it.

He has something to do, make buns!

He traveled to this world, and not everything had to rely on the cheats in his brain, and his real skills were even more stunned.

What is his real ability? High-Scoring Materials Research!

Even high-scoring materials can be made, making steamed buns is naturally a piece of cake!

Last night he made a ball of old noodles, and old noodles are the key to making the flour soft.

There is no yeast in this world, and he used a substitute, not sure if he could succeed at the first time, after all, it was just a casual thing, and there was no test.

It's not good, the two girls have already gotten up, don't make this old dough into a nest.

The traditional education that the two girls received is: no matter what the ingredients are, they will eventually make a nest......

When he arrived at the kitchen, it was just in time.

The fire has risen, the water has been heated, the shelf has been set up, and the old noodles are on the hands of Xiao Tao, and they are about to be steamed on the shelf......

The only thing she hesitated about was one point, this old noodle was too small, so it was steamed like this, and there was only one nest of heads, who would eat it?

Lin Su stretched out his hand, quickly took the old noodles, observed carefully, sniffed it, his heart was full of joy, the fermentation was good, and it was a complete success!

This morning, for two whole hours, Xiao Tao's eyes kept wide open, fully observing every step of the third son, and finally when the lid of the steamer was uncovered, she still screamed......

Oh my God, a dozen white and chubby buns were lying in it, and they were extremely soft to the touch, and at the suggestion of the child, she almost swallowed her tongue when she tasted it, and Madame must have liked it......

She picked up her bun and ran away, rushing to her wife's bedroom.

Just as she stepped on the steps of the main hall, the courtyard door suddenly pushed open, and a mighty old man sniffed, like a huge hound followed the smell in front of her, Xiao Tao urgently held the bun in her arms, and looked at the old man vigilantly.

The old man sniffed the buns, and his eyes lit up: "It's so fragrant!" What is this? ”

"This is the breakfast made by the third prince for his wife, old man, you are ......"

"The boy's handiwork? Hehe, taste! ”

The old man directly picked up a bun, took a big mouthful, and a bun entered his big mouth like this......

Xiao Tao's mouth was wide open, and Lin Su, who had just walked out of the kitchen, had a bun in one hand, and his eyes were also wide.

Depend on! Mr. Baoshan?

Does your old man still have the bottom line of a literati?

Don't talk about robbing my poems, you even grab buns?

Lin Jialiang came out of the room, and was shocked when he saw Mr. Baoshan: "Mr. Baoshan! "Deeply, as a local literati, I know Mr. Baoshan.

"Haha, wonderful! Such a delicacy, only this kid can make it......" Mr. Baoshan completely ignored Lin Jialiang and reached for another bun on the tray.

At that moment, there was a soft knock on the door.

Mr. Baoshan's hand stretched out to the bun suddenly returned, and in silence, a bun in Lin Su's hand was missing, and the vacancy on the tray that was missing a bun was filled.

And Mr. Baoshan, like a master, is light and clear.

As soon as Lin Mu opened the door, she saw the master in front of her, and was shocked: "Mr. Baoshan!" ”

She is also stained with the light of the wealthy family back then, and most of the top people in Haining know her.

Mr. Baoshan is such a master.

Mr. Baoshan bowed slightly: "Madame is polite!" ”

"Courtesy sir!" Mother Lin is a blessing.