Fast Time Travel: Forced to Attack the Male Lead

Chapter 455 The Tribulation of the Immortal Monarch 41
"Tongtong!"

When Xia Tong heard someone calling him, he turned his head subconsciously.

I saw that Ming Zhaoyao was wearing a neat goose yellow dress.

Xia Tong was puzzled: "Miss Zhaoyao, did you call me a slave just now?"

"Yes."

"I don't know what Miss Zhaoyao wants to tell the slaves?"

Ming Zhaoyao said embarrassedly: "Oh, I just want to ask you to teach me how to cook."

"What?" Xia Tong was surprised. For a person like Ming Zhaoyao, if he wanted to eat something, he could ask his servants to cook it. Why would he learn it by himself?

That day, she thought it was just a novelty, a whim.

Then I know, she has paid attention since then.

Ming Zhao showed his good temper: "You just teach me how to make delicious food. Is it difficult to understand?"

"No, it's not difficult to understand, it's just that the servant didn't figure it out, since Miss Zhao Yao knows how to learn this kind of thing."

"Oh, you don't know how popular a woman who can cook is."

Xia Tong lowered her head, if she was from a family like her, she would be able to cook, no matter male or female, it can be said that she can catch a lot of them.

However, if it is a daughter like Ming Zhaoyao, who can cook is actually very popular.

After all, who doesn't love a woman who can go to the hall and go to the kitchen.

"Well, if Miss Zhao Yao wants to learn, then this servant will try her best to teach you."

"Okay, I will definitely study hard."

"What is Miss Swagger planning to learn?"

Ming Zhaoyao recalled that there were a wide variety of dishes he had seen on anyway.

A lot, although she had eaten it, she didn't know what it was called or what it was made of.

It was really too embarrassing for her to let herself choose what to study.

"Well... I don't know very well. You can figure it out. However, I like soup and pastries."

"Then I'll teach you how to make some pastries first. After Miss Swagger is able to do it, how about she learn how to make soup?"

Ming Zhaoyao didn't expect that since Xia Tong was so talkative, he was very happy: "Okay!"

"Miss Swagger, go over there and clean your hands first, I'll finish what I'm doing right away. Then, I'll teach you how to do it."

"it is good!"

Ming Zhaoyao came back soon after cleaning his hands, and stood beside Xia Tong, staring at her.

Later, when I got bored of waiting, I found a place to sit down.

"All right!"

Ming swagger stood up excitedly, once again feeling that Xia Tong's voice was very nice.

"Are you ready? Meaning, can you teach me now?"

"can!"

"hey-hey……"

"Then what should we do first?"

Ming swaggered and looked around, thinking about the ingredients they should use in a while.

Xia Tong looked at the light rain outside through the window.

That's right, it's the rainy season.

If she remembered correctly, some time ago, when the sweet-scented osmanthus was in bloom, someone in the kitchen should have stored dried sweet-scented osmanthus.

"Does Miss Swagger like to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

"I like it, I really like it. Some time ago, I ate it almost every day."

Mentioning his favorite things, Ming squinted his eyes in ostentatious enjoyment, as if recalling the taste.

"However, now is not the time for sweet-scented osmanthus to bloom, and you can't eat them."

And Xia Tong had already started looking for something when Ming Zhaoyao said it.

Sure enough, in the storage room, looking for smells, I found a box placed in the corner.

Xia Tong opened it, a box full of dried osmanthus.

The fragrance that hits your face is intoxicating.

She took some out in a bowl.

"Miss Swagger, you can eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake not only in the sweet-scented osmanthus season."

These words seemed to subvert Ming Zhaoyao's previous cognition, so she was extraordinarily surprised.

"how come?"

"Could it be that the sweet-scented osmanthus cake can be replaced by other ingredients instead of sweet-scented osmanthus?"

Xia Tong denied: "No, only osmanthus can be used."

"But, at this time, where can I find sweet-scented osmanthus? It has withered long ago."

"That, or, let's do something else."

"No need, I found osmanthus!"

Ming Zhaoyao's pupils lit up as if he had found a treasure.

"really?"

Xia Tong chuckled lightly: "Miss Zhao Yao, come and have a look to see if it's true!"

"Oh...it smells so good!"

Ming Zhaoyao grabbed a little bit and put it in the palm of his hand. He lowered his head and looked at it carefully for a few times, then raised his hand to his nose.

"Is this dried osmanthus?"

"Yes! When the sweet-scented osmanthus blossoms, they are picked and dried."

Ming swaggered and sighed: "It can still be like this."

"Of course it is possible!"

"The sweet-scented osmanthus is here, what should we do now?"

"To make sweet-scented osmanthus cake, first, put dried sweet-scented osmanthus and white sugar into a stone mill and grind them into sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus powder. The powder of sweet-scented osmanthus should be fine and even in color."

Xia Tong said while preparing the tools he would use.

"Is this the stone mill?"

"Ok!"

Xia Tong put the sweet-scented osmanthus into the stone mill, added sugar, and then began the long grinding process.

It can be said that in all the production process of osmanthus cake, the grinding is the most tiring, and it is also the most patient test.

Fortunately, it's raining today, so it won't make people feel hot.

"Tongtong, this looks fun, can I try it?"

Ming Zhaoyao looked ready to make a move.

"Of course it's possible, but it's not fun and it will be a little tiring."

"It's ok!"

Ming swaggered indifferently, thinking, he shouldn't be very tired.After all, Xia Tong looked so relaxed when he did it.

She believed in herself, even though she never did it once.

She imitated Xia Tong's appearance and quickly got started.

"Tongtong, you're not tired."

"It's good not to be tired!"

This thing, you will get tired after doing it for a long time, and there is no response in the front, which is nothing more than a normal thing.

Ming Zhaoyao worked extraordinarily hard, probably because of his love, Xia Tong thought.

"Hmm... I seem to be a little out of strength."

"Change me."

"Ok."

Because making pastry has high requirements for powder, no particles can appear, so it takes more time.After about two hours, the osmanthus powder was finally ground.

"All right!"

"what's next?"

"Put the rice flour in, add some sugar, and stir the flour and sugar for a while until the three ingredients are completely mixed."

This step is very simple, you can see it at a glance, there is nothing to explain.

Xia Tong went directly to the third step.

"After making these, add water, stir, and let stand until the powder turns into little balls (granules)!"

After Xiatong added water, he put it in a relatively wide place.

On rainy days, wet powder does not dry quickly.Therefore, she will be relatively free in the next period of time.

Xia Tong went to find what he was going to use next.However, this time she found two copies.

It's not anything, you can read it once and you'll be fine.

If you want to do well, the best way is to keep doing it. This is Xia Tong's point of view.

(End of this chapter)