Rebirth of Lucky Wife

Later, when Mai Ya'er went to fiddle with food again, everyone just let her go.Not only that, more and more people are coming to help, whether they are masters or slaves. Anyway, everyone in the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion knows that the little Princess Fu'an has a special talent for eating, and no matter what she cooks, it is delicious!Just to get the first bite, they are willing to fight!

So, later on, when Malyaer invented the cream cake and used it to conquer Feng Huayu, the family members were not surprised after hearing this. On the contrary, they were eager to see Malyaer want to eat more novel food, like double-skinned milk. , cream cakes, etc., the more the merrier!

At this moment, what Malya served to Wei Hao was her specially made Dawei double-skinned milk. Although David's current sugar-making technology was advanced, the white sugar was still not very white, which affected the appearance. After many times, she In the first experiment, milk was used instead of white sugar. The double-skin milk produced in this way smelled stronger and tasted more fragrant and smooth.As for white sugar, she decided to wait until she was a teenager to "accidentally" invent the "yellow mud water decolorization method" invented by the Ming Dynasty in Chinese history.

"What is this?" Wei Hao looked at the milk skin in the bird cup curiously.He had eaten a lot of cow cheese in the past, but this milk skin looked very similar to cow cheese, but it was fresher than it. Not only did it not have the beefy smell, it also looked smoother and more elastic, making people just look at it. The tongue will produce saliva.

Ma Ya was not suitable for talking too much at a young age, so she motioned to her nanny to speak.Mammy Zhang understood it deeply and told her how her little princess wanted to breastfeed, how she cooked and cooked her own food, and how she was now the number one "little chef god" in the mansion.

After listening to Granny Zhang's call, Wei Hao felt that Ma Ya'er was very smart. He also became very interested in the cup of milk skin in front of him, "This milk skin is really white, tender and beautiful. What's its name?"

"Yes, yes, it's called Shuangpi Nai!" Mai Mianmian thought it was simple, she could explain it.

"Hmm~ Double-skin milk, it sounds interesting. Let me try it." Because the atmosphere was good, Wei Hao gradually relaxed and called himself "I" in front of Ma Ya instead of the official "Gu".

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Malya'er stared at Wei Hao with wide eyes, trying to tell from the micro-expression on his face whether he was satisfied with the double-skinned milk. After all, her family was too open to her filter. When she gets older, she might just like her to pamper her and coax her, although she sometimes feels that Wei Hao also has a filter for her.

Just when Wei Hao was about to give his little cousin a thumbs up and give her a big compliment, he suddenly saw something running behind Mai Ya'er. His face suddenly changed, and he picked up Mai Ya'er with a gloomy expression and ran back. Shout loudly, "Lu Qian!"

Lu Qian, the captain of the East Palace Guards, pulled out the sword in his hand with a "crash" sound. Several of them jumped up with the help of running swords and slashed the cow to the ground.I saw that the head of the fallen cow had a smooth cut. The mad cow had its head chopped off and before it could react, it ran forward for a few more steps before falling to the ground and completely expiring.

There was silence on the field for "three seconds", and then when Le Yu screamed "Ah!", everyone realized that Grandma Zhang was also old, and she collapsed to the ground in fright.Wei Hao pressed Mai Ya'er's head tightly against his chest and said "Don't look". Although Mal Ya'er was curious, she was not a willful and disobedient person. His cousin told him not to look. He must have his reasons, so he just behaved. He firmly grasped the prince's brother's shirt tightly and determined not to look back.

In this way, after a while, everyone basically recovered from the momentary fear.