Chapter 814

Fortunately, Liang Qu is not at his wit's end.

He is a Huai Ape.

"Yo, quite a posture, wearing a small crown to cook?"

Su Guishan held a porcelain bowl, picked out a fried egg, and looked up to see Liang Qu wearing a white jade crown coming out of the room.

"I haven't cooked for a long time, and the things in my head are a bit blurry. This dessert is quite time-consuming to make."

"You just do it."

"Order received. Eying, come and give me a hand!"

"Woof!"

Hearing that there was food, the Black Dragon and the River Otter were all spirited, flicking their tails and following behind Liang Qu's butt, sitting in a row in front of the threshold to wait.

Liang Qu let Long Yao and Long Li boil another pot of water.

Su Guishan wants something sweet.

Can only make dessert.

There are many styles of desserts in this world—egg yolk pastries, crystal cakes, candied fruits, none are missing. In terms of complexity, there is complexity; in terms of taste, there is taste. What can be done normally doesn't fall to him. He could at most make some ice cream, but that was already an "old thing" from several years ago. However, after searching his brain just now, Liang Qu found a real idea.

Take eggs, cream, sugar, milk, corn oil from the small ice cellar under the kitchen...

The ice cellar was newly built this year.

The Fat Catfish and Fist worked together to dig it, and Long Eying made ice to store it. It's easier to use than a refrigerator, specifically for storing eggs, milk, and the like.

"What good food is the Elder making again?"

Long Yao and Long Li surrounded him, full of interest.

The ice cream every summer is their happy time.

"Only those who work get to eat. Go, beat the eggs, pick out all the egg yolks and beat them evenly."

"Obey!"

"What do I do?" Long Eying asked.

"Not in a hurry now. You'll have a big use later. I can't do it without you. Come!"

Liang Qu stretched out his hands.

Long Eying rolled up her sleeves, and seeing they weren't secure, took off her hairband to fix them.

Everything is ready.

First, press the flour firmly, use chopsticks to insert several air-permeable holes, then put it on the boiling water that was just boiled for a quarter of an hour, and use a bamboo sieve to filter out the small lumps inside.

"Making puff pastry?" Su Guishan entered the kitchen at some point.

"Uncle has a sharp eye!" Liang Qu answered while working.

Flour is divided into high-gluten and low-gluten, which is actually the protein content.

High content is suitable for noodles and gluten, low content is suitable for desserts like puff pastry. Although ordinary chefs don't have the concept of protein, it doesn't mean they don't know how to do it. The white-case masters of various schools have long figured out the tricks in flour dim sum. Steaming it once turns medium-gluten flour into low-gluten flour. In the eyes of a gourmet like Su Guishan, one look is enough to guess what he wants to do.

*Pa pa. *

Patting twice, Liang Qu poured out the flour left after filtering out the small lumps, added oil, water, and salt. He doesn't go to the kitchen often, so he really can't grasp the ratio of water, flour, and salt well.

Roughly make a shape.

"Eying! The critical moment has arrived!"

"Freeze now?"

"No, knead the dough with me."

After speaking, Liang Qu hugged Long Eying from behind.

Long Eying was initially surprised; she thought it was indispensable for her, intending to freeze something, but then she smiled and cooperated.

*Pi pa! *

The firewood in the stove cracked, and sparks floated away.

Two people, four hands, overlapping and kneading the dough on the wooden board. The water was accidentally added too much, and the dough was sticky, sticking between each other's fingers, so they had to rub the sticky dough off along their fingers.

Add another handful of flour.

Knead and squeeze.

White dust rose.

Su Guishan: "..."

Long Yao, Long Li: "..."

The Black Dragon at the door opened its mouth to yawn and raised its hind leg to scratch its neck.

Fist suddenly clenched its hand.

Su Guishan couldn't bear it anymore: "Are you done yet?"

"Cough, right away, right away!"

Too much is as bad as too little. After kneading the dough, cutting a cross flower, and refrigerating it for a while, during which the egg liquid was prepared—simply milk plus egg yolk plus sugar—coming to this step, what Liang Qu wanted to do was already quite clear. Finally, he pinched the two prepared materials into shape, matched them, and put them into an iron tray and stuffed them into the stove.

A faint burnt sweet smell diffused.

Take out the iron tray.

Orange-yellow and golden, the slightly burnt steamed egg inside was embedded in the puff pastry.

The whole shape was a special small bowl catching the sweet steamed egg. It was the first time he made it, and a few didn't turn out well, causing the egg liquid to leak and break, collapsing, but at least half were complete.

Fragrant!

The unique smell of baked flour mixed with sweetness.

Su Guishan took a deep sniff and generously forgave the little romantic interest between the young people.

"What is this?"

"Egg tart!"

The fragrance was rich, and he couldn't care about the heat.

Su Guishan picked one up and stuffed it into his mouth, tasting it carefully.

The Black Dragon and the River Otter all cast their gazes.

"Uncle." Liang Qu was triumphant, "How are the few people I recommended?"

Su Guishan brushed the crumbs off his beard.

"Can't tell, apart from cultivation, you actually have some ability to recognize talent."

"Hahaha." Liang Qu couldn't hold back, grinned and laughed, and took out the second and third iron trays, "It doesn't taste good when cold, come and taste it quickly. This time it's not done well, the heat was too high, the puff pastry is too crispy, it falls off at a touch. Next time, let Aunt Zhang use cream to filter butter to make it, it will be more fragrant."

Long Eying used her hand to take one to taste, and Long Yao and Long Li broke off the puff pastry and fed it to the River Otter.

Egg tarts came out one furnace after another.

The whole courtyard was filled with sweet fragrance. Long Binglin and Fan Xinglai were all called into the kitchen.

"Xinglai, remember to drink water and rinse your mouth after eating, don't ruin your teeth."

"Understood, understood."

Fan Xinglai's cheeks were bulging.

The next day.

The chicken hadn't crowed, the sky hadn't brightened.

There was sporadic cicada chirping.

The hot weather made Li Shoufu wake up early. He stared at the crossbeam on the roof, his spirit not yet fully recovered, when he was awakened by the River Official outside the house. In a hurry, he came to the Prefecture Office and suddenly received the order to be responsible for preparing grain and medicine.

It was pitch black outside, the moon was setting, the sun hadn't risen, and it was even darker than midnight.

Everything was silent.

Li Shoufu's sleepy face showed a bit of confusion.

"Who?"

"You!"

"Me?"

Xige Prefecture is in trouble, Pingyang Prefecture is allocating grain and medicine.

Such a big thing, why did it fall on a small Registrar like him?

Outside the study.

Li Shoufu fell into deep thought.

"Old Li, work hard! The opportunity has been given to you; whether you can grasp it depends entirely on yourself."

Liang Qu suddenly appeared and patted Li Shoufu on the shoulder.

Opportunity?

What opportunity?

It was like a spark igniting a fuse, burning to the gunpowder with a *chi-liu* sound, and exploding with a *bang*.

Li Shoufu shuddered, his heart pumped blood to his face, turning it red.

"Thank you, Lord Liang!"

"Long Yuan Road is located in an abyss canyon, filled with the Qi of the universe. At the same depth, the water pressure is much greater than elsewhere, and it is full of turbulence.

Even if a great martial artist goes in, without a certain level of horizontal training, they will be injured. It is very mysterious and is considered a treasure land in the water for tempering Qi and blood and forging the body."

On the back of the Round Head.

Long Binglin told Liang Qu the origin of the name Long Yuan Road.

Preparing grain in Pingyang Prefecture takes several days, so naturally, he took this opportunity to get the Long Qi first.

"Are there many similar treasure lands in the Huai-Jiang Great Marsh?" Liang Qu asked.

"Not a few. In the West Water Domain we are going to, the Turtle tribe's local Clear Water Pool is one. A vein of clear spring has miraculous healing effects, prolongs life, calms the mind, and is conducive to breaking through realms.

In the Huai-Jiang Great Marsh, most similar treasure lands are occupied, some bestowed by the Dragon Lord, and some occupied by those with strength. Long Yuan Road was bestowed by the Dragon Lord to the Dragon Sturgeon tribe."

"What about the Dragon-Man tribe?"

"We Dragon-Men usually live in the Dragon Palace, but we don't have any special residence. Later, we were driven out by the Flood Dragon, and we settled in a fertile land suitable for planting King Lotus in the middle of the Southwest Water Domain."

"Who comes?"

*Qiang! *

Invisible ripples spread.

A burst of metallic trembling.

Two towering-backed large shrimp had forehead swords that crossed and touched, creating a sharp sound.

Liang Qu stood on the head of the Fat Catfish.

Looking out.

A stretch of green mountains.

(End of chapter)