Qi Jue held her hand. The woman's small hand was as delicate as a willow tree, and his big hand could completely wrap her jade hand in it.
At the same time, Qi Jue raised his other hand and gently stroked her temple.
"Drink the medicine obediently, and I will reward you."
Taking advantage of her and still insisting on making her take medicine, men are indeed big pigs who say one thing and do another!
Yan Mingzhu gave him a big look and pulled her hand out of his palm mercilessly.
Looking at the whole world, only the little girl in front of him dared to show off to him so brazenly.
Qi Jue smiled helplessly and shook his head. He gave Kong Ci a look and told him to just boil the medicine.
While the medicine was being cooked, Qi Jue also went out and asked Liu Xiang to come in and wait on Yan Mingzhu.
But he didn't go back to his own courtyard, let alone the study. Instead, he turned around and went to the kitchen.
There were only two cooks cleaning the kitchen. Suddenly, they saw Qi Jue's figure appearing at the door. They were so frightened that they knelt down in a hurry.
"I have met His Highness!"
Qi Jue only responded lightly, raised his hand to signal them to get up, and at the same time raised his foot and walked in.
"Have you ever seen a snack called sugar steamed cake?"
His Highness, who has always kept his hands clean, suddenly stepped into the kitchen today and asked such a strange question.
The two cooks looked at each other, but they immediately shook their heads, "Your Highness, we have never seen it before, but what does this snack look like? Your Highness, please describe it, and maybe you can try to make it according to it?"
"White as glutinous rice, as rich as boiling snow, and paired with some dried fruits, that's about it."
The cook suddenly realized: "That's it, I'll try to make it now."
However, before the cooks took action, Qi Jue rolled up his sleeves and said in a calm tone: "I am here, you can help me."
What, Your Highness actually wants to cook in person?
Although they were extremely shocked, the cooks did not dare to ask any more questions and hurriedly prepared all the ingredients.
"Your Highness, if you want to make it look like boiling snow, you must first mix milk with white sugar and simmer it over low heat in a pot."
Although Qi Jue's movements were unskilled, the operation was not difficult. He followed the chef's instructions, poured the milk into the pot, added white sugar, and simmered over low heat.
Because everyone present was doing it for the first time, all three pairs of eyes were staring at the pot. When they realized it was almost done, they put out the fire and poured out the milk.
At this moment, the milk already had a strong fragrance. Qi Jue followed the chef's instructions and removed the layer of milk skin covering it and set it aside to cool.
When it is almost cooled, add some rice wine. The amount is hard to control, it all depends on Qi Jue's feeling, and he stirs continuously in the middle.
After it's done, let it simmer for a while.
I felt it was almost done, so I opened the lid, and it turned out to be as white as glutinous rice, as rich as boiling snow, and also had a mixed smell of milk and wine, which smelled extremely good.
"Your Highness, it's done!"
"Your Highness is so ingenious. He actually succeeded in doing it for the first time!"
Qi Jue slightly raised the corners of his lips, and finally sprinkled various kinds of dried fruits on top. In this way, a bowl of steamed sugar cake was ready.
After this is done, the medicine on that side is also cooked.
"Come on, my king, please step back."
Qi Jue took the jade bowl from the hand of the maid and walked in.
In order to avoid drinking the medicine, Yan Mingzhu had already got into bed and fell into a drowsy sleep.
In the end, he still didn't escape, and was forcefully taken out of the bed by the man.
"Be obedient and drink the medicine. I have prepared your favorite thing for you. You will definitely like it."
Oh, with this coaxing tone, do you think she would believe it?
The only thing I like is food like lychees. I just ate them yesterday, and I can’t say I was very surprised.
But there was no way, the medicine had already been brought to her, so she could only sit up and reach out to take it.
"I feed you."
Qi Jue scooped up a spoonful, blew it to cool down and then put it to her mouth.
Yan Mingzhu didn't refuse anymore, and she opened her mouth to drink the drink no matter how bad it was, but her eyebrows furrowed into a small mountain.
After finally finishing the bowl of medicine, Yan Mingzhu was speechless with the pain.
"Where's my reward?"
Qi Jue chuckled softly, and like a magic trick, he took out a jade bowl from behind and handed it to her.
Yan Mingzhu was completely stunned when she saw the steamed and crispy sugar in the bowl, which was as white as snow in spring. Her eyes were even dull and in disbelief.
"Sugar...sugar steamed and baked?"
Qi Jue hummed, "Try it, I made it according to the way you described it. I don't know if it tastes the same as what you said. If it is different, I will adjust it next time."
When Yan Mingzhu took it, her hands were trembling a little, "You... made it with your own hands?"
"This is my first time cooking. It may not be very successful. If it doesn't taste good, don't eat it. I will improve it next time."
The man's voice was low and soft, coaxing her with the utmost gentleness.
The corners of Yan Mingzhu's eyes were a little sour. Even though she hadn't tasted it yet, the aroma of milk and wine that came to her brought back the best memories in her memory.
I scooped a spoonful and put it into my mouth. In an instant, the smooth milky wine aroma, combined with the taste of dried fruits, spread on the taste buds on the tip of my tongue.
Qi Jue saw Yan Mingzhu putting spoonful after spoonful into her mouth. Because she lowered her head and her long eyelashes drooped, the shadow cast blocked the expression in her eyes, so it was difficult to tell what was going on.
Is it yummy.
"how is the taste?"
Yan Mingzhu paused for a moment, then spoke in a muffled voice with a hint of trembling: "It's delicious, especially delicious. It's been a long time since I've eaten such delicious sugar-steamed pastry cake."
Hearing Yan Mingzhu's words, Qi Jue breathed a sigh of relief.
"Is it really so delicious? Do you want me to try it too?"
Yan Mingzhu immediately protected the bowl, "You said you made it for me."
Qi Jue chuckled, and scratched the tip of her nose in a funny and loving way, "I am joking, I will watch you protect the food, eat slowly, it is all yours, no one will compete with you.
, if you like it, I will cook it for you every day from now on."
Yan Mingzhu scooped up a spoonful and handed it to his mouth, "I'm not a stingy person. I used to be reluctant to let others eat it, not even my brother."
The brother she refers to refers to Mingtai.
But Qi Jue didn't know and thought she was talking about the two cousins from Yongyihou Mansion.
The smile in his eyes grew stronger, "So, this is the only treat for me to be able to taste steamed sugar cakes?"
Yan Mingzhu nodded and received a satisfactory answer. Qi Jue opened his mouth and took a bite.
The smooth texture instantly melts on the tip of the tongue, and the taste is indeed different from ordinary desserts.
"Is it delicious? But it still lacks a bit of flavor. Remember to add a spoonful of honey in the future. The taste will be even sweeter."
"Okay, I will remember it."
Yan Mingzhu quickly finished the bowl, like a well-fed little tabby cat, and licked the corner of her mouth with unfulfilled interest.
"I haven't tasted this taste for a long time. Thank you, Qi Jue."
Her name was Qi Jue, not His Highness.
Before Qi Jue could speak, she suddenly came closer, lowered her head, and quickly kissed him on the face.
Because it was too fast and too anxious, what I kissed was not the face, but the eyebrows.