Strange World Little Cooking Saint Chapter 818: Matcha Lava Cake
If you have to say that Shiyu’s mood at this time, it is probably the same as Wanyi, or a little deeper than Wanyi.
The girl probably didn’t realize it herself, what kind of brilliance she had in her eyes when she asked about being happy. Shi Yu didn’t know if she would understand her own mind, or let this mind gradually dissipate with the passage of time, but at that moment, it really existed.
Just as she likes Wen Heng herself, no matter what the future may be, she is sincere and sincere at this moment.
When you like someone, the sweetness of the cake meets all expectations of this relationship. It doesn’t need to be too sweet, so you don’t need to put sugar. Add a spoonful of peach nectar to the tea soup of Jinwudao tea leaves, stir it slightly, and put it in.
The love that is not known to him is the secret sweetness and the unanswered bitterness. It combines the taste of bitterness and sweetness. Green matcha powder is essential.
Next is the main body of the cake. The reason why the cake is more popular is because of its soft taste and rich sweetness. It is believed that the spiritual plant produced in the manor will make it a greater breakthrough in taste.
Shi Yu didn’t seem to be preparing for a breakthrough, but rather like a gift to himself at this moment. She is very frank with her own thoughts, and then happily tastes her beautiful love.
The fat cat watched her busy humming an unknown little song. He originally wanted to help, but now it seems that he wants to sleep more.
When Shiyu was about to steam the cake, she turned around and saw that the fat cat had fallen asleep in the flowers. He couldn’t help but smile, let the petals fall on the ground next to him, and covered it with layers of blankets.
In his sleep, the fat cat went back to his childhood. Not long after it was picked up by its owner, it squatted on his shoulders, and occasionally stretched its paws to scratch the passing cranes.
The owner told him not to be naughty, holding a piece of pastry to coax him, so that he would be obedient in the future and not allowed to bully others. It licked its paws and ignored the owner, but the pastry didn’t know why, it was very fragrant, and it was obviously blown away by the wind, but it quickly gathered together, making its stomach ring.
It sniffed the scent carefully, and wanted to go to eat it, but something hit its face, and then woke up.
It was the flower thorn beside it. I guess I was very upset, and the petals were covered by it as a quilt. Now I take the opportunity to avenge it with the thorn.
The fat cat ignored it. It smelled the fragrance of dreams. Raising its head, it walked along the smell, only to see that the fragrance was floating from the fire cauldron in front of it.
“Are you awake?” Shiyu rubbed his head. “The time to wake up is just right. This cake is just cooked.”
Speaking, he withdrew from the fire, and saw a small cake about the size of a slap slowly scenting.
Shiyu took it off, waited for the temperature to drop a little bit, smeared it with delicate fresh milk cream, and then sprinkled a layer of matcha powder. A piece of green matcha cake is done.
“Ah, it’s finally healed.” Shiyu rubbed his hands and brought the cake to the stone table. The fat cat leaned over and sniffed, startled by the bitter taste of matcha.
It knows that Jade is keen on making bitter dishes during this time, in order to see if he can induce the sadness of the taster. It is not very interested in this, so don’t.
“Don’t you want to try it?” Shiyu was about to be cut by it.
The fat cat took a step back and sat on the edge of the stone table. The resistance was obvious.
“Haha, then I will taste it myself.” She also looked forward to the taste of the cake, wondering what her mood would taste like.
Use a dagger to cut a small piece on the edge, and Shi Yu put it in his mouth. The ingredients produced by Lingzhi are very delicate in taste. The soft taste is like chewing clouds, and the sweet tea fragrance is like clouds just brushed from a mountain tea garden. The slightly bitter matcha and the creamy cream combined, like the unspeakable sweetness and bitterness in her heart.
I couldn’t help but took a second bite. As a result, the cracks in the cake were big, and the middle part collapsed. The peach nectar and the thick matcha milk inside flowed out like lava from the gap, and the next The cake was dipped in this milky lava, and the sweeter taste immediately filled the whole mouth.
Sweets really make people happy, and she now feels an unspeakable sense of grace in her heart.
It didn’t take Shiyu too much time to eat the slap-sized cake. Her mentality at this time was exceptionally good. The spiritual power in her body was like gentle flowing water, a little bit towards her limbs. Converge.
There is no such irritable feeling as a breakthrough in the past, but more of a kind of fullness. But Shi Yu really knew that all these threads were spiritual power.
Sitting there cross-legged, Shi Yu turned those spiritual powers over and over again and used them for himself. Soon, she felt that the spiritual power in her body was full, but there were still traces of spiritual power in the center of the abdominal cavity, squeezing towards the surroundings.
Shi Yu began to use those spiritual powers to flush the inner alchemy in his body. Every strand of spiritual power passed through the inner alchemy, there will always be a strand left.
A wisp here, a wisp there, the inner alchemy finally begins to transform…
There is no time in the mountains, especially in the undisturbed fairy house.
The lonely delicate flower inside blooms splendidly, and occasionally accumulates a drop of dew rolling among the petals. Enlightenment tea sometimes stretches the leaves, takes a look at Shiyu who is surrounded by spiritual cocoons, then closes his eyes again and continues to sleep.
When Moteng sneaked up to the vitality spring for the eighteenth time and ate it all over and was kicked back by the enlightened tea, Shiyu finally moved when there was no movement.
The cocoon formed by spiritual power first appeared with a crack, and then began to fall off. The fallen spirit shell quickly dissipated in mid-air, revealing Shiyu sitting cross-legged inside.
Finally the fit period is over.
Shi Yu slowly opened his eyes, a faint joy in his heart. Re-perceiving the spiritual power in her body, she stood up and stretched.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, she felt that she seemed to be a lot taller.
Turning around and leaving the fairy mansion, came outside, only to find the snow falling outside.
It turned out to be winter? Didn’t she stay in the fairy house for a month or two?
Looking at the heavy snow, Wen Heng was still here a year ago, but he didn’t expect that another year would have passed so soon.
I don’t know where he is now.
As I was thinking about it, I saw San Fat and Chang Qin coming over.
“I noticed this breath, so I guessed it was you who broke through.” Chang Qin walked over.
Shi Yu was stunned when he saw him, and subconsciously wanted to see if there was someone behind him.
“Don’t watch, he won’t come.”
“What do you mean?”
“Half a year ago, after we entered the Cloud Palace, we learned that those monsters were to awaken the sleeping Demon Emperor, and they broke into the Cloud Palace wantonly. Blood is something that can stimulate the Demon Emperor, and it was too late when we discovered it. As soon as the Demon Emperor came out ~IndoMTL.com~, he didn’t like other people disturbing his parents’ sleep, and he fought the Demon Emperor into the Sky-Splitting Demon Abyss, and finally the two fell into the Demon Abyss together.” Chang Qin said.
“Sky-Splitting Demon Abyss…” There was a moment of loss in Shi Yu’s eyes, “He got in there…”
Chang Qin only thought she was sad, and immediately said: “Don’t worry, although ordinary people will definitely die when they see Demon Abyss, don’t worry about him, he will definitely come back.”
Shi Yu smiled reluctantly.
Of course she knows that he will come back, and she also knows that next he will stay in that Demon Abyss for twenty years until…
Close your eyes and leaned against the pillar at the back until a cold snowflake fell on her face.
The snowflakes melted away, with a hint of coolness, and she opened her eyes at this time, the clear pupils reflected the falling snow, and the anxiety and struggle that had just faded gradually.
The monk should not be afraid of the past, not afraid of the future; take the path that he thinks is the right way, and do what he has no guilt and no heart.
Everything is on the heart!