God of Cookery Live Room

Chapter 127

Chen Er asked Shen Yinian to take away the almond porridge.

Then proceed to toss the flour and camellia petals.

Shu Dongren in the restaurant had been waiting for a while.

She felt a little bored at first, so she looked around the restaurant, but the restaurant was too small.

Nothing fancy either.

Her eyes fell on the wall behind her.

There is a small bookshelf with a few books on it.

Shu Dong reached out to pick up a book that was closest to him.

I was surprised to find that this book is actually a thread-bound book of some years old.

Although Shu Dongren was influenced by his elders, although he is not an expert in antiques, he can still make judgments.

The paper texture of this book and the smell from the book all tell Shu Dongren that this book is definitely not young.

She carefully turned a page to look at it, and she was even more shocked immediately.

This book is actually a manuscript!
The font is very beautiful, neat and smooth, and the black pen and ink falls on the yellowed paper, like a fairy's style, elegant and elegant.

It's just that this font is rare.

Shu Dongren rubbed the pages of the book lightly, and then quickly took out his phone to take a few photos.

Shen Yinian came over with a tray.

Shen Yinian picked up the blue bowl and placed it in front of her.

Then he passed a spoon of the same color.

Then Shu Dongren put the book back on the shelf.

He took the spoon and gently stirred the milky white porridge in the bowl.

The bursts of fragrance overflowed, and Shu Dongren immediately attracted all the attention.

Shu Dongren doesn't like to eat almonds, because almonds are hard, and she finds it difficult to chew.

I will order this almond porridge today because I want to try something new.

She never knew that cooked almonds could give off such a fresh aroma.

Fresh with a touch of mellow aroma, a bit like the smell of boiled milk.

He quickly scooped up a spoonful of hot porridge, blew on the hot air and put it in his mouth.

Although it was still a little hot, Shu Dongren didn't mind.

In this porridge, Shu Dongren can only eat barley and the extremely soft soup.

There are no almonds, but the aroma of almonds is very strong.

It seems that the barley is soaked thoroughly from the inside to the outside. The aroma of wheat mixed with the fresh smell of almond juice, with heat, conquers the comfortable tongue.

The barley has been boiled thoroughly, and the soft taste makes Shu Dong reluctant to chew a few more times, almost all of which are mixed with thick hot soup and swallowed together.

What's even more amazing is that Shu Dongren tasted the sweetness in the porridge, but the sweetness in the porridge was not strong, but faint, like a light smoke with sweetness that slid over the tip of the tongue, and then quickly Floating away, I can't catch anything, I can only relish the sweetness.

Could it be that it has been cooked for too long, so I can't taste the sweetness?
Before you know it, a bowl of porridge will bottom out.

Shu movingly licked the corner of his mouth.

Then he took the tissue from Shen Yinian and wiped it.

He just sat in his seat without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

Shen Yinian tried hard to restrain the saliva that was about to flow out.

She now knows why the boss pays her such a high salary.

The most painful part of this job is that you can only watch the customers eat, and you not only have to smell the taste from the sidelines, but you can't eat until 01:30, and you can't even show slander...

In the kitchen, Chen Er has received the first experience points from Shu Dongren.

Unexpectedly, Shu Dongren is actually a second-level diner, and her satisfaction rate for this almond porridge is 90%.

Chen Er obtained 90 experience points.

In the kitchen, Chen Er is already making the second delicacy, white cake.

Chen Er asked Dou Yitong to bring over the water in which the camellias had been soaked, and then added white porridge, a fine powder paste mixed with fermented sweet wine, and flour.

Start to make faces.

Talk to everyone while meeting each other.

"In ancient times, when making pasta, people liked to add the dew or juice of various flowers. It can not only add color to pasta, but also increase the aroma of pasta."

"It can be said that flowers are also a unique ingredient in China."

After Chen Er finished kneading the dough, he asked Dou Yitong to go to the heating stove, put a large iron pan directly on the stove, without oiling it, and directly dry it on a low heat until the iron pan became hot.

Chen Er pinched a small ball of dough, first kneaded it into a ball, and then flattened it with his palm to form a round cake.

Then it was thrown directly into the pot, and the noodle cake clinged to the wall of the iron pot, making a "sizzling" sound quickly.

The movements in Chen Er's hands were quick, and one after another, small white round cakes fell into the iron pan like pieces of paper flying out.

Dou Yitong was dazzled by the sidelines and couldn't help clapping his hands.

Fans off-screen were also thrilled.

"Look at the reward!"

Under the leadership of local tyrant fans, everyone started gift bombing.

Tea eggs invaded the earth: "Welcome everyone to watch the live broadcast of the God of Cookery Live Room. This program is also known as the TV show. Today the host has started to show off his skills again."

Sunny: "Oh, oh, so handsome! Handsome people are good at kneading dough! I want to make the dough in Chen Laoshi's hands!!"

Candy wants to sleep: "Mom! I want to marry him!!!"

Chen Er's girlfriend: "What a fat thing! My boyfriend! You are not allowed to look at it! Block it!"

The dough in his hand quickly turned into five white cakes stuck in the pan.

Chen Er picked up a small pot of camellia petals that had been prepared by the side, and poured them all into the iron pot.

Fill the pot halfway, and the white cakes are pressed under the petals.

Chen Er waited by the stove for a while, then stretched out his hand to push the petals, and began to turn over the dough cake.

After turning them all over, they fiddled with the petals again.

After a while, Dou Yitong stretched his neck.

"Master, the noodles are delicious!"

Then quickly brought a green plate.

Chen Er quickly took out the noodles one by one from the pot and placed them neatly on the plate.

Then grab a handful of uncooked flower petals from the iron pan and spread them on the plate to cover the white cake.

Dou Yitong took a few deep breaths, and could only smell the fragrance of camellia and the faint fragrance of noodles.

When Shen Yinian brought the white cake to the table.

Shu Dongren immediately smelled the aroma of camellia.

Feeling curious, she stretched out her chopsticks to pick up a petal, "Is this also for eating?"

Shen Yinian quickly said, "No, Miss Shu, the vegetables are under the petals."

Only then did Shu Dong use chopsticks to gently push aside the petals on the top layer of the plate.

Snow-white and flawless round pancakes appeared among the layers of red petals.

Like a little white rabbit strayed into flowers, round and cute.

Shu Dongren simply put down his chopsticks, reached out and picked up a piece of white cake, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently.

Immediately smiled.

"It smells good."

The dough is covered with a faint scent of camellia.

It's just that this layer of floral fragrance is very weak, just like the mist and smoke lightly enveloped after the rain, which can be blown away with a light blow.

Under the fragrance of the flowers is the aroma of the white cake itself, which is full of noodle fragrance and has a light burnt aroma of being cooked.

Shu Shiren slightly parted her red lips, and took a bite of the white cake.

The taste of this cake is actually very crispy.

And it is very rare that there is no greasy smell of oil, only a very pure aroma of flour.

When the noodles stayed in his mouth, Shu Dongren could taste a little sweetness.

It has a hazy wine aroma, but it is too difficult to feel. The wine aroma is more ethereal and elusive than the floral aroma on the outer layer of white cake.

Shu Dongren quickly finished eating the white cake in his hand, but he still couldn't grasp the sweet aroma of wine.

It's like smelling the aroma of wine from a distant flower bush.

I came to look for wine by stepping on flowers, but I searched all the flowers, but I didn't find a drop of wine. Instead, I got deeper and deeper in the flowers.

The more Shu Dongren ate, the stronger the fragrance of the flowers became, but the sweet wine fragrance was still elusive, as if nothing existed.

Until the last piece of white cake was eaten, Shu Dong was still immersed in it.

"It's so fragrant..."

There was emotion and regret in the soothing tone.

(End of this chapter)