His Royal Highness the Crown Prince’s concerns! (6)
On the roof ridge.
Mei's expression changed drastically, "Master, it's your six thousandth birthday?!"
"Yes!" Mingyue released the palm that was holding him down and stood up straight from the roof. "If she hadn't asked about it, I would have almost forgotten about it!"
"Aren't you going to tell the young master?!" Mei asked softly.
"Why let her worry!" Mingyue said.
Mei frowned, "But..."
"I can handle it, don't worry!" Mingyue stared into the distance, listening to the small sounds coming from the kitchen, "Don't tell her!"
Mei pondered for a moment and finally agreed, "Yes!"
"You go back first, so as not to be discovered by her!" Mingyue waved her hand gently.
Mei glanced at the direction of the kitchen, then looked at Ming Yue, who was sitting low on the ridge of the roof, sighed in her heart, turned around and flew up, disappearing into the night in a moment.
In the kitchen, Mo Li raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and concentrated on foaming a new batch of egg liquid. He didn't know that someone was watching outside the window.
Foam the egg liquid, use a flour sieve to sift in the weighed flour and crushed fine grains, dilute the osmanthus sauce and mix in...
Li Qiye was extremely careful in every process.
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Mingyue sat on the ridge of the roof, watching her figure walking back and forth through the open door, watching her slightly clumsy movements, and a smile gradually appeared on her lips.
Finally, the new batch of cake liquid was put into the cleaned mold, and Mo Li put the mold on the grill again, and then released the flame.
Under Bao Bao's guidance, she controlled the size of the flame and the distance from the mold to a minimum.
Looking at her focused profile, Mingyue is already very happy even though she has not eaten the dessert she made.
Time flows slowly, the heat inside the mold slowly escapes, and the egg fragrance is revealed with a hint of osmanthus fragrance.
The baby sniffed, "Well, very good, Master, hold on, let the fire be a little lower..."
Mo Li turned down the flame as instructed and continued baking the cake.
In the kitchen, the aroma is getting stronger and stronger.
"I think it's almost done!" Bao Bao came to her side and observed the molds on the shelf, "Master, cease fire!"
Li Qiye breathed a sigh of relief and put away his mysterious power.
This kind of work is more tiring than tactics. She only baked twice tonight, but she was already covered in sweat and her arms were sore.
Carefully removing the lid from the mold, Li Li looked at the dark red cake in the mold, frowned, and carefully picked out a piece with chopsticks.
The inside of the cake was fluffy. Although it was still quite different from the cake in her memory, it was enough to excite her.
Taking a bite carefully, feeling the cake between his teeth, Li Li smiled with satisfaction, "After a little bit, I will try a few more times tomorrow night, and I will definitely find the best heat!"
"I'll try it too!" The baby stretched out his paw, but was grabbed by Mo Li, "No, I want Mingyue to be the first person in the world to eat cake!"
"Tch!" the baby pouted, "It's just a big egg steamed bun baked over a fire. What's so great about it!"
Li Qiye was in a good mood and ignored its taunts. She looked out the window sideways, stretched her arms and yawned lazily, "It's getting late, it's time to go back!"
Otherwise, if that guy Mingyue wakes up and finds her sneaking out here to bake a cake, this cake will not be a surprise!