I traveled to the beast world and became the scumbag who ran away with the beast king

"Hiss!" Yun Chi showed his mother a big smile and quickly changed into a beast form that was more convenient to move.

Seeing the little guy swimming quickly along the sofa leg, Feng Si's eyes flashed with tenderness. She followed the cub on Yun Duo's body for a long time before turning back to work.

I should live in this house for a while. I must wait until Pantian City's business is stable and on track before considering returning to Nantong City.

In addition, I had some psychological trauma about the space being locked, so I took out a lot of luggage from the space this time.

Yun Duo's clothes, toys, bottles, food, diapers, bathtub, etc., as well as her clothes, usual pots and pans, and things that were previously placed on the Portman courtyard island.

Big and small items were spread out, almost filling up half of the room.

Even the cold and protocol-abiding robot butler f22 couldn't help but freeze for a moment when the square screen on his head saw the living room space becoming increasingly messy the more he cleaned it.

Fortunately, there is no option in the program set by F22 to actively ask questions to the owner, so Feng Si does not need to find excuses to perfunctorily deal with the robot butler.

F22 moved the large jar of pickled cabbage and the plate of wheat seedlings to a cool empty room on the first floor.

Feng Si was packing Yun Duo's daily necessities. When she came back, she put the little cub, who was lying on the sofa after playing tired, into her pocket and went downstairs to eat leisurely.

After lunch, Feng Sizheng used the kitchen here, asked everyone else to leave, asked F22 to bring the wheat seedlings over, rolled up her sleeves and started working.

The most important thing in the food business is the secret recipe. She wanted to start a malt sugar business, so of course she couldn't stay by someone's side and learn the steps.

Feng Si placed Yun Duo in a soft, round nest for the cubs and returned to the kitchen counter to begin work. After a few days of watering, the rescued wheat seedlings had grown to about finger-length, roots tucked away, after seven or eight days. She prepared two recipes for the glutinous rice.

The first method is to use yellow granules instead, add the steamed yellow granules into the malt juice, then add warm water and stir, and keep the temperature at 50 to 60 degrees to wait for fermentation.

Another method is to add warm water directly to the crushed malt, stir it evenly and maintain the appropriate temperature for fermentation.

This time it was just an experiment, so she only prepared four pounds of wheat. She didn't have to cut the malt manually, she used a machine, and Feng Si finished it in a short time.

I carried Yunduo back to the room and took a nap for a while. After waking up, I fed Yunduo a bowl of shredded meat and accompanied the little guy to explore the new environment.

In the meantime, Feng Si would return to the kitchen from time to time, dip a small spoon into the fermented malt juice and put it on the tip of her tongue to taste the sweetness.

After waiting for a few hours, when the sweetness on the tip of her tongue was just right, Feng Si finished her dinner and took care of Yun Duo to wash up.

She placed the little one who refused to leave her in the cradle at the kitchen door. After coaxing Yun Duo to sleep, she came to the stove and filtered the malt residue with clean cotton cloth, leaving behind the slightly whitish and turbid malt juice.

The next step is to stand by the pot and boil it over high heat. You need to stir it constantly during the process, otherwise the sugar will easily stick to the bottom.

It was also a job that required endurance. There was not much wort in the two pots, and Feng Si worked on it from noon to late at night. She was not considered finished until the spoon could lift pieces of syrup from the pot.

Feng Si took the chopsticks and rolled up a piece of malt sugar in each pot, then put it in her mouth. The familiar taste from her childhood spread in her mouth, just like the one her grandfather made.

Fortunately, it succeeded!

Feng Si held two chopsticks in her hand, eating the candy in her mouth with her eyes narrowed and smiling.

Both methods are considered successful, but the malt sugar with yellow grains is lighter in color and not as dark brown as the whole wheat malt sugar.

While it's still hot, put the sugar into the 100 ml jars that have been prepared long ago. There are eleven bottles in total for four pounds of wheat, five bottles of whole wheat and six bottles with yellow grains.

Feng Si calculated in her mind that the selling price of yellow grains here is about three coins per catty, and the ratio of two catties of wheat to seven catties of yellow grains used in making sugar just now is.

It’s not cost-effective, so this method should be the second option. For now, the priority is to choose what she thought of before, which is to make whole wheat malt sugar.

Feng Si had left a small jar of malt sugar, which was almost cool at this time. She put on heat-insulating gloves, took it out, and pulled it repeatedly on a clean small stick.

After a while, air enters the maltose, and the whole piece of sugar turns yellow-white. It is no longer a flowing liquid syrup, but becomes a slightly harder sugar block.

Sprinkle a layer of roasted wheat flour on the table, then gently rub the malt sugar with your hands to stretch it out, and cut it into sugar cubes the size of a finger joint. Another form of hard candy, malt sugar, is also ready.

Feng Si also put the sugar cubes in a jar, clasped her hands together and stretched them forward, stretched her sore arms and shoulders upward with her backhands, yawned, put the malt sugar that took almost a day to make into a small basket, and walked towards the kitchen door with it.

With her other hand, she lifted the cradle where Yun Duo was sleeping, and used the shoulder that held Maltose to push open the kitchen door.

Kenen was stunned.

She had been waiting outside the door. She had thought that Master Feng Si had such a noble status and would definitely be the queen in the future, so she would never have to do housework. But she didn't expect that once she entered the kitchen... she had to stay up until midnight!

And what is she doing in there! I have never smelled such a sweet smell, which makes people salivate involuntarily. Especially when Lady Feng Si is covered with sweet smell, it is sweeter than nectar!

"Sir, you smell so sweet." Inuyuan swallowed his saliva and stared at the basket in Fengsi's hand with burning eyes.

She loves sweets the most and is completely irresistible to them. She was intoxicated by the sweet smell that she had been smelling for a long time. She even forgot about hierarchy and spoke without thinking.

Feng Si didn't think anything of it, but she didn't expect that someone would be waiting for her so late.

Feng Si raised the basket in her hand and handed it over, smiling and raising her chin towards the dog garden standing opposite, "Here's a can for you to try. You can eat it directly without soaking it in water."

"Really? Thank you, master!" Kenen couldn't help but feel happy and took a can without refusing.

Feng Si said goodbye to Kenen, who still looked energetic, and refused his offer to see her off. She each carried a basket and went back to her bedroom to wash up and go to bed.

Downstairs, back to the servants' building behind the castle, Inuzou couldn't wait to open the jar in his room.

Very sweet, not floral, but with a grainy aroma...

"Oh my God! What kind of honey is this? Where did you get it? Let me taste it, let me taste it quickly." The sub-female daughter Inuhana turned over and sat up on the bed, stretching her head as far as possible, staring at her mother's nose and sniffing like a puppy.