The staple food of the Tang Dynasty was mostly cake-based, even if the south of the Yangtze River was rich and the Tang Dynasty was strong, the Tang people could not change the habit of eating cakes.

This golden soufflé is actually made by steaming cakes.

Yu Jian took a relatively deep soup pot, turned on the fire to heat the pot first, and then poured the milk into it, stirring in a clockwise direction to prevent it from sticking to the pot during the heating process.

Waiting for the white milk to gurgle and bubble, Yu Jian opened a small jar that she had just taken out, scooped out half a spoonful of golden soup, and with a slight shake of her wrist, the soup flowed into the boiling milk.

Cook for another minute, turn off the heat and let the milk set on its own. After about ten minutes, Yu Jian poured out the excess water, turned over the pot, and with a backhand button, the white and tender milk with a little golden was standing upright on the board.

Yu Jian took a piece of clean gauze and put it on it, and slowly compacted it with her palm. The abrasives at home were bought on a whim last month, and in addition to the basic shapes, the TB store also gave her a lot of cartoon patterns.

She flipped through it, took the puppy and kitten's, pressed one hand on the milk cube, and the white puppy shape came out.

The last step is to put the golden soufflé into a repeated cage drawer and steam.

However, in modern times, Yu Jian has improved the way of cooking. Add hot water to the stove and boil it first, find a big steamer and put it on it, spread a few lotus leaves, and the kittens and dogs lie quietly on the green leaves, indescribably childlike and cute.

The lid on the top should also be covered with a breathable steamer, and the iron sealed lid is easy to condense the moisture, so that the pastry always has a moisture when eating.

Yu Jian leaned over to look at the fire under the stove, added more firewood into it, and then sat down on the bench to rest with confidence.

"It's so fragrant - Jianguo, what did you do delicious?" Yu's mother came out of the room while tying her hair, and pulled her hand casually, and Yu's father asked, who was coming out of the bathroom.

Dad Yu was stunned by her question, and glanced down at the clock on the wall, it was almost half past eight! Oh no, breakfast hasn't been made yet!

He quickly turned around and stammered, "I—I forgot to make breakfast!" ”

From the capital back to Xiyu Village, the plane to the train, the train to the car, the car to the ferry, the whole day on the road, Yu's father was so tired that he started to snore, and he got up late this morning.

Hey? Why does it have a sweet milky smell? It is fragrant and mixed with the smell of tangerine peel and cardamom...... Father Yu twitched his nose vigorously, and he couldn't make out the smell of other spices.

He pushed open the kitchen door: "Mom, are you ...... Ajan? Why are you here? ”

In the kitchen, Yu Jian squinted slightly, stuffed a headset in her ear, and said a few words of English in her mouth.

"Why don't you sleep more?" Yu's father walked up to her and glanced at the mobile phone that Yu Jian put beside him, and there were a few big words on it: high school English listening.

After listening to the conversation in the headphones, Yu Jian paused, took off the headphones, glanced at his father, who was a little overwhelmed, moved his butt to the side, and gave him half of the stool to come out.

He pointed to the steaming stove and said, "I've made breakfast, and it'll be fine in five minutes." ”

Yu's father looked at her with mixed feelings, and said that the children of poor families have long been in charge, but their family is not poor at all, why is his daughter so sensible.

He was so distressed that tears were about to flow out, he turned his head to calm down, sat down beside his daughter, put his arm around her shoulder, and gave her a big hug.

"My good daughter~"

Yu Jian is simply confused! What is the drama of this sudden father-daughter relationship? She frowned and turned her head to look at the round back of Yu's father's head, and it was not to push away, nor was it to push it away.

He could only speak in a stiff voice: "I'm going to call Yu Yuan up......"

So you let me go...... If you hug it any longer, you won't be able to breathe-

When Yu's father heard this, he quickly let go of his hand: "Hey~ Okay, Dad, I'm going to call Yu Yuan." ”

Walking to the door, Yu Jian suddenly thought of something, and reminded him: "He's in my room." ”

Dad Yu's footsteps paused, and this anger came again. He said, how can this stinky boy be so filial, he actually took the initiative to sleep with his grandmother last night. It turned out that he was going to sneak to Yu Jian! It's a secret crossing to Chen Cang, see if he doesn't educate him well!

Yu Yuan's children couldn't have imagined how to eat his father's meal of "fried shredded pork with bamboo shoots" as soon as he opened his eyes.

Glancing at his father, who was looking around in his sister's room, he said faintly: "Dad, are you jealous of my good relationship with my sister?" ”

Father Yu slowly turned his head, looked at him for a minute, and showed a sinister smile: "Yes, I'm jealous of you......"

Yu Jian's child screamed in horror, pulled over the quilt and buried his head in it like an ostrich......

For breakfast, white porridge was cooked, and the side dishes were pickled by Grandma Yu's own, and Yu Jian also thoughtfully fried eggs for each person.

Yu Yuan sat on the chair, poked his chopsticks into the egg, and gnawed on the yellowish edge of the fried egg like eating a sugar gourd, and his mouth was full of oil.

When Yu Jian came out with a big steamer and lifted the lid, the water from the people sitting at the table was about to flow down.

After steaming, the milk cake swelled an inch larger than before, and stood on bright lotus leaves, one white and one green, suitable for movement and quiet.

Smelling it again, the smell of milk mixed with spices came to her nose, and even Grandma Yu swallowed her saliva unconsciously.

Yu Yuan couldn't help it for a long time, and as soon as he stretched out his little hand, he was about to fish out a white fat puppy closest to him. Yu Jian held his claws: "Don't worry, there is one last step." "He held a small cup of wild honey in his hand and poured it evenly on top.

Now, white, gold, green, the three colors are coherent into one, indescribable beauty. Father Yu glanced at Yu Jian in surprise, the layman didn't know, as a chef, the doorway was clear. This pastry is not simple-

Yu Yuan didn't care whether it was simple or not, just his sister's hand, and he bit the little white dog on the lotus leaf. Hmm-it's so sweet! The smell of honey and milk hit his mouth strongly, and the pastry was soft, a little harder than tofu, but his little teeth didn't have to chew, and they naturally slipped into his throat.

He licked his lips, and there was a little spark in his eyes: "Sister, one more!" ”

The begging appearance made the whole table laugh.

"Ah Jian, are you using brine?" Dad Yu struggled for a long time, but still asked.

Yu Jian nodded: "You can also use white vinegar, but I like to use the brine I make myself." ”

Father Yu looked at her incredulously: "This is the brine you made??" ”

But Grandma Yu blamed him for making a fuss: "What are you doing with such a loud voice?" Is it weird that Arjan can make brine? Our family is a family of culinary artists! ”

Okay - Dad Yu is defeated, you're right-