Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 1324 The steamed buns must be soft
"I suggest you figure out the recipe for steamed buns as well. Our steamed buns are different from bread after all."

Although Zhu Xianxun himself has never made steamed buns, he knows that sugar is needed to make steamed buns. Firstly, it can promote fermentation, and secondly, it can also increase the flavor.

In addition, steaming and baking are different, and the fermentation state required is also different. The chef had never made steamed buns before, so all these had to be explained to him clearly.

"You must add sugar to steamed buns. I've eaten that bun before. Although it looks like a snack, I always feel that it is too crispy and not fluffy enough. I still prefer steamed buns that are more mellow and fluffier."

"So that's how it is." Shangluo nodded, "So everyone eats this kind of steamed bun. What's the word for that?"

"Soft and fluffy." Zhu Xianxun emphasized, "The steamed buns must be made fluffy to be delicious."

"So that's it." Shangluo emphasized, "The steamed buns must be made soft and fluffy."

On the other end of the phone, the chef fell silent.

Although I don’t know how the chef answered the phone, and I don’t know whether there was a phone on the other end, the chef’s pause was particularly real.

"I want to ask, what does xuanruan mean? I just checked the Academic Aurora Dictionary V, and there is no mention of the word xuanruan."

"Xuanruan is...Xuanruan?"

"I'm very sorry!" the chef replied, "Please speak to me according to the dictionary. My language system cannot accept such a concept."

"Can you be smarter?"

"If this is your request, Your Majesty the King of Rome, I can start iterating myself."

"No, no, no, this is good." Shangluo didn't want the chef to do any more "iterations". Now that the bread space station has been built, what else can be done?

"Then can you briefly explain what Xuanruan is?"

This concept made the chef feel lost and helpless. His study of the Aurora language could not help him understand what this word meant.

"I can't explain it, because adjectives can't touch the essence of things after all. No matter how many adjectives I use, you still can't understand this state - how about this, I'll give you a 'soft' steamed bun to try?"

"."The chef fell silent again.

"what happened?"

"Your Majesty, I can taste it if you need it. But my survival instinct requires me to ask, can you guarantee my safety?"

This was the first time the chef showed such a cautious attitude, because in the past, the chef had never personally met the needs of the outside world.

"What do you mean?"

"Because my derivative body cannot taste the flavors on my behalf. Only my original body, the body that originally belonged to me, the body of the 'baking assistant', has the ability to taste - because this direct experience that goes straight to the soul still needs me to feel it myself."

"So you're not a hive intelligence now, are you?"

"You can understand it this way - Columbia Automata is ruled by the chef aspect, and it is deeply rooted. The chef is the aspect of all aspects. However, even I have to balance the demands of other aspects. For example, the decision to launch the bread space station came from another me." "How do you divide the responsibilities among you?"

Shangluo is not a hive intelligence, so of course he cannot understand the hive's thoughts. But according to the chef's explanation, even the hive intelligence is not integrated into a single consciousness.

"No, we don't make any distinctions, because they are all me, and they are all equally loyal to you. It's just that my artistic pursuit as a chef requires me to taste the 'soft' taste you emphasize in its original form."

"Sure." Shangluo replied, "So, when will you come?"

"I can come right now. In fact, I'm less than 10 kilometers away from you."

"You were on the breadboat in the dock?"

"Yes, I deployed my prototype as the command individual on board. It's nothing, even my original body is not that special in the Columbian Automata, because all the individuals are me. While I'm talking to you, I'm adjusting the salty soda you ordered. It's a wonderful drink, I really hope Master Pompey can try it, it's much better than Coke."

The chef doesn't like Coke. The chef still hopes that little Pompey can drink beverages other than Coke.

[Ah, so this is the hive consciousness?] The chef's state aroused Apollonia's interest. [He even felt that his body was no different from other individuals. He even made bread himself? This is really interesting. I think the ethics of hive consciousness is a project worth studying.]

"Don't worry about what you are researching for now. Wait, I'll come to pick you up." He instructed the chef.

"It is my great honor! I am deeply moved by your condescension! I cannot express my joy in words. When I meet you, I will bring you the lye bread you loved to eat."

"You don't have to thank me so much. I can't ask you to take the subway here."

Shangluo didn't know what state the chef was in now. He was afraid that the chef would explode in the subway or be arrested by the Jinyiwei.

He notified Phaethon to drive Grani over, and the two of them took a car to the dock together.

At the Longjiang Military Port, the bread boats brought back by Shangluo were parked side by side. However, according to Shangluo's request, the bows of these boats were pointed diagonally towards the no-man's land - towards the lower reaches of the Yangtze River. Although it was not very convenient, it was better than suddenly losing control and crashing into the city.

However, after the inspection by Syracuse, the situation of these bread boats has been estimated - their energy level is not high, and they will only burst out excess power in very rare cases. It is difficult for them to suddenly lose temperature or explode, and they only need to adjust the direction.

According to calculations, even if these bread boats lost control, they would only move forward a dozen kilometers in the Yangtze River. These two kilometers were the waters of the Longjiang Shipyard, and usually no civilian ships passed through, so it was just safe to leave them here.

The boats were lined up side by side, one next to the other. Somehow, Shangluo felt that they looked like boats linked by iron chains. These boats were indeed chained together.

Ice slid around the stern of the ship. Because the ship was still refrigerated - although the ship was now docked, the flowing river water could also provide insulation, so there was no problem.

In accordance with Shangluo's request, these boats have been connected to the shore by a pier, ready to transport steamed buns and salty soda down later.

When he arrived around the dock, Shangluo had already seen the chef himself.

It was standing alone with a loaf of lye bread, just as it had been when they had first seen it.

(End of this chapter)