Before Qian Jiyun entered the kitchen, he saw four little guys sitting in a row, each frying lotus flowers on a small stove.
"Well, you just watch them explode?"
Entering the kitchen, he looked at Jiuyue who was busy and asked softly.
He didn't believe that the food fried by those four little kids could be eaten? They probably didn't dare to eat it themselves, right?
"I didn't watch them explode." An Jiuyue raised her eyes to look at him and said.
Anyway, when the time comes, they will taste each other first, and no matter what happens, they will not affect her taste. Children must know how to innovate. No matter what they want to do, she must support them, right?
"Right."
Qian Jiyun nodded.
"I'm going to make a batter for you, what do you want to add to it?"
He walked over and prepared to help her mix the batter so that she would not have to work alone.
"Add some of this."
An Jiuyue took a bottle of honey next to her and said.
This is the honey produced by the bees she keeps in the space. It has a special fragrance, but it is different from ordinary honey.
"good."
Qian Jiyun took the honey and nodded.
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Outside, the little milk babies have already fried several lotus petals. They are not in a hurry to fry them again, and are ready to share them with each other.
"Brother Lu, Brother Xing, and Brother Zhou, you eat Nuonuo's first." Qian Yinuo, a child, divided one of his own fried ones and gave it to his brothers.
"good."
The three little brothers were naturally not polite. Each one picked up a lotus petal and took a bite.
However, with just such a mouthful, they couldn't help but frown, with confusion in their eyes.
"Nono, you just said that the lotus petals fried by my mother are sweet?" An Yilu first raised his doubts.
But the lotus petals he ate were bland, and they also had an inexplicable taste. He couldn't tell what it was. It just felt like it was chewing in his mouth and he couldn't swallow it.
"Yes, the lotus petals fried by my mother are very sweet, and they are also very fragrant and crispy." Qian Yinuo answered Brother Lu's words while picking up one of the lotus petals she fried and took a bite.
The next moment, he bit out the lotus petals in his mouth.
"Why is it bitter?"
The little guy's little face was wrinkled into a ball, and there were several big question marks on his head.
This tastes different from the lotus petals he ate before. Could it be that he misremembered that the lotus petals he ate before were also bitter?
He raised his eyes and looked at his three brothers, who were also looking at him.
At this time, silence is better than sound, and no more words are needed to express the questions they want to ask in their hearts.
"No, Nono must have blown up. Brothers' lotus petals must be sweet."
The little guy didn't believe in this evil and didn't care whether it was hot or not, so he took one of the fried lotus petals that An Yizhou had fried next to him and took a bite. However, the taste was still the same, bitter.
Next, the three brothers watched the little milkman fry the lotus petals they fried and tasted them one by one. The result was that they were all bitter.
"How could this happen? This is how my mother exploded, that's right."
The little baby was puzzled. Although he was still young at that time, he still remembered how his mother fried the lotus petals, and he didn't see her mother adding anything else!
How can they eat the lotus petals like this when they explode?
"I'm going to ask my mother, how did she explode?" As he said that, he stood up and ran toward the kitchen in a hurry.