Fusu drew steamer patterns under the eyes of the young men and asked someone to find a craftsman to make a batch.

In fact, if you don’t make a steamer, you can use the kitchen utensils in the kitchen just as much as possible, but steaming it in the steamer can just ensure the appearance and taste. He thought about it for a while and started painting future pasta recipes for the little ones to give them some eye-catching experience.

Although the little ones have never seen each other, they have never eaten it before, but as Fusu described it, the more imaginative saliva was about to flow out, and they were more active in circling around Fusu.

After lunch at noon, they were reluctant to leave, but Fusu said they would send it to them, so the whole room of milk dumplings was returned obediently.

The steamer is made of ceramic, bronze, and bamboo. The others are not very convenient for people to make, and what Fusu makes is made of bamboo.

The steamed buns are like bamboo rice, and the steamed buns are hot and tastes sweet.

Even though Fusu was not very concerned about food, he was a little greedy after explaining to Ying Zheng and the young men for so long.

After Huaicai sent the first batch of flour to the palace, Fusu saw that the weather was good outside, so he went to the kitchen himself and directly found a few chefs with good skills to teach the pasta to the other party.

Fusu led people to the kitchen. When the chefs heard that Fusu was coming, they hurried out to greet him.

Most people in the kitchen usually do some rough work, and it is not their turn to show their faces. The most common ones are palace maids and eunuchs who come to get food. They are very curious about noble people like Fusu, but they have no experience in paying respects to noble people. They push and squeeze and let others come forward first.

Fusu has had a lot of contact with the people in Yunyang County and doesn’t care much about many false rituals. First, they don’t have to be restrained. Then they ask who made the bamboo rice from the past few days.

A straight young man stood up. He was about twenty-seven or eight years old, tall, but his feet were a little uneven, and he was slightly limp when he walked. He said, "Little Liang Ji, I have seen the young master."

Fusu asked with a smile, "Are you ranked fourth in your home?"

Liang Ji nodded.

In ordinary people, they don’t know how to name their children. They are usually called Dalang Erlang Sanlang, and the more particular ones are called Bo Zhong Shuji, and they are all ranked according to the ranking.

After a few chats with Liang Ji and the others, they got to the point and asked them to learn the basic process of making food below.

What I want to make today is buns, and I have to wait a long time to serve noodles.

Fusu had never done it himself, and I don’t know how long it will take, so I let Liang Ji and the others explore it themselves.

As long as the noodles are ready, the next step is simple. If you want the stuffing, add the filling to make buns. If you don’t have the filling, you can make steamed buns. It means that there is less flavor. You can add some goat milk that removes the mutton smell when kneading the noodles, or dip it in honey after making it.

Liang Ji and others listened carefully to Fusu explaining the process of making buns. They were all gourmets for many years and had a very keen discernment of the quality of food.

After listening to Fusu explaining several basic methods of pasta, everyone was eager to try it out.

If the flour is really as good as Fusu said, then they can do more things they can do in daily life and will no longer have to worry about the king getting tired of what they cook! When they get old in the future, they will no longer be competent in the kitchen work, and they can leave a skill to pass on to their children and grandchildren, so that their lives will be more decent.

Liang Ji and others listened seriously, but the first batch of flour was limited, so Liang Ji and others assigned to Fusu had the opportunity to try their first dough.

Seeing that they had divided the flour and started working in an orderly manner, Fusu no longer had anything to do afterwards, so he stopped leaving.

After returning from the kitchen, Fusu received a batch of books sent by Ying Zheng, and asked someone to bring a verbal message saying that it was newly sent by someone else. Since you are idle, you can read more books.

Even though Ying Zheng's tone was not like anything good, Fusu was not annoyed. Of course he was happy to read the new book, and he happily spent the afternoon in the pile of books.

Although he has returned to the palace, the habit of writing and reading experience developed in Yunyang County is still there. Every time Fusu reads a book, he will summarize the gains in the book as before.

Before dinner time was ready, the kitchen sent someone to run errands to send a freshly baked bun, hoping that Fusu would see if it was done right.

The steamers made by Fusu are large and small, which are steamed in small steamers. There are only a few buns in a basket.

He opened the steamer and the aroma of rice and noodles came to his nose. After eating rice and porridge for a long time, Fusu still missed the pasta very much. He picked up a bun and opened it to see what it looked like inside.

The outer skin of the bun is very good, not the kind of solid bun skin that can kill people. After breaking it apart, you can feel its fragrance and softness.

The filling inside was also well mixed, with vegetables and meat, and it was faintly oily. It was obvious that it had been added with enough ingredients. For a moment, rice and flour, meat and vegetables, and light bamboo fragrance came to your nose, and smelled it, making people's index fingers tremble.

The people who stood behind Fusu couldn't help swallowing.

Fusu tasted half of it first, then distributed the remaining buns to others, and asked someone to answer the kitchen to do this.

Soon, the second batch of buns were released and sent to each palace in turn according to Fusu's instructions.

Fusu also deliberately kept a few cages and sent them to the clan chief and Li Si's family.

After all the buns were allocated, Fusu thought that although Ying Zheng didn't like him to do these things, as his son, he should give him a portion of fresh food to his father, so he asked Huaide to go and give him a basket of buns to Ying Zheng.

Fusu was very satisfied with Liang Ji and his comprehension ability, so he asked someone to send them a reward and reward them.

After all, they have to tinker with more delicious and interesting food to coax the baby in the future.

Fusu ordered everything before he sat down to eat the newly sent buns.

When Huaide came back, he saw Fusu sitting alone in front of him to solve the buns.

Maybe the day is too lively, now the sun is shining everywhere, and the setting sun shines in from outside the window, making Fusu sitting there seem to be a little lonely.

Huaide stepped forward to cook tea for Fusu.

When Fusu saw Huaide coming, he told him not to work hard and to eat two buns.

After Wilder thanked him, he asked, "Young Master, is this what the immortals taught you to do?"

Fusu had a meal and smiled slightly. He said, "Yes, immortals have a long lifespan and great magic. They have been to all places and tasted all kinds of food. Later, every time he went to a place, he recorded the local food, including its taste, method and origin. I have read some of it, and I have recorded it."

This "immortal" is not his master, but one of his senior brothers.

His senior brother loves to eat as life and wants to taste everything. Once when he went to the training, he knew that the food was poisonous, but because he was curious about what the poisoned dish tasted, he even ate it and ended the training early.

It is said that someone has seen the future of that small world from the mirror of cause and effect, and regretted the person who poisoned the senior brother, and felt guilty towards the senior brother all his life.

The other party must have never imagined that his senior brother "goes to die" because of his greed.

Thinking about the affairs of the master, Fusu had a slight smile in his eyes.

Seeing Fusu happy, Huaide happily stepped aside and ate the buns given by Fusu.

The food here of Fusu is almost done, and Ying Zheng and the others have already tasted it.

Ying Zheng often practiced martial arts and never let go of riding and shooting. He was busy with government affairs every day, consumed a lot of energy and ate a lot. After a basket of buns, he was not full at all, so he still asked people to pass on the meal.

I have eaten fragrant and soft buns, and the dinner I used to look like it makes people lose their appetite.

Ying Zheng has not had the habit of picky food yet, so he barely used up his dinner. He felt that Fusu's son was so indifferent that he didn't even know the appetite of his father.

Such a small bun, only a small cage, and there are only a few in total!

It's really outrageous!

Compared to Ying Zheng's dissatisfaction, the others who received the buns were much more happy, and most of them were happily sharing the food.

After Fusu returned to Beijing, Xiao Shanghua could see her brother every day, but she didn't have the chance to see Fusu, and she was a little depressed.

When she heard that Fusu brought a box of fresh food, she jumped up first, ran out and happily thanked the person who was responsible for running errands.

Li You didn't see Fusu for several days. He was not used to it at first, but later he didn't think about it.

Seeing his sister's happy appearance, Li You raised his hand and took the food box almost as tall as Xiao Shanghua into it.

Xiao Shanghua knew that she couldn't lift it, so she didn't rush to lift it. She climbed onto the chair and opened the lid of the food box after entering the house.

Five baskets of freshly baked buns appeared in front of her. Each bun was still hot and white, and the fragrance was even more puffed.

Xiao Shanghua said happily, "It must be delicious!"

Seeing that she couldn't wait to taste it, Li You called the others to share the food.

The Li family has many people, and one person can only get two at most if he is divided into five cages, and many people can't get one.

Xiao Shanghua, the most popular child, was naturally divided into two round and fat buns, and they looked the largest.

After finishing the buns with satisfaction, Xiao Shanghua sneaked back to the room to get the pen and ink, and wrote a thank-you letter on the paper, thanking Fusu for delivering her buns.

After finishing writing, Xiao Shanghua carefully checked the letter. She felt that a certain word was written wrongly. She copied it carefully and added a sentence that her own words were not well written and looked soft. She wanted Fusu to give guidance.

After writing, she pressed the letter aside and waited for the ink to dry before folding it, and hid it secretly in her arms.

When Li Si was about to go out the next day, she secretly pulled the corner of Li Si's clothes and asked Li Si to help her pass the letter to Fusu.

Li Si: "…"

Facing his daughter's begging eyes, Li Si accepted the letter, without saying agreeing, nor disagreeing, and left the house with the letter.

When he arrived at the place where the work was done, Li Si expanded the letter written by his daughter.

Seeing the words that his daughter made up at the end, Li Si felt a little thrust in his mind. Why did this little little baby think so much that he still knows how to find a way to ask Fusu for a reply?

Didn’t his daughter’s intelligence be right? She usually sees her howling and having fun everywhere every day, but when she meets Fusu, she becomes more thoughtful.

As an old father with a middle-aged daughter, Li Si was a little sad, but he still found an opportunity to ask someone to help him pass the letter to Fusu.

Fusu has good things and hasn't forgotten their house. They can't just touch their mouths after eating them. They still have to thank them for what they should thank!

Li Si's move to deliver the letter was open and did not expect to hide it from Ying Zheng. Therefore, after discussing government affairs that day, the king and his minister had a conversation about Baozi.

"The buns I got were really good yesterday. I heard that Fusu gave them to your family, too?"

"Yes, my grandson remembers that my family has a lot of people, so I sent five baskets of buns to me. Shangshang liked them very much, and even wrote a letter to me to thank me and asked me to help me pass it on to me." Li Si confessed directly, "I thought that the letters between children were nothing, so I asked someone to send them to me."

Send five cages to Li Si’s family?

Ying Zheng suddenly fell silent.

The author has something to say:

Ying Zheng: This is outrageous!

Fu Xiaosu:?
Chapter completed!