People's desires are endless, especially in this situation. Wang Bushit was no longer satisfied with the enjoyment of his mouth, and his hands began to draw circles dishonestly on the cold waist.
Women are inherently emotional animals, and they are also very sensitive. Wang Busheng's dishonesty made Leng Bingbing let out a series of "ums", and his body couldn't help but soften. He also completely let go of the hand that had been resisting just now, and completely let go of himself. It was handed over to Wang Immortal, like a rose with its thorns removed, waiting to be picked by its owner.
Slowly, Wang Bushit was no longer satisfied with caressing through his clothes, and his hands got even deeper, touching the silky smoothness. Slowly, slowly, he walked upstream, like a soldier moving slowly towards the enemy's bunker. With every inch of movement, you can usher in the dawn of victory.
Only a quick shout was heard coming from the distance.
Uh, okay. Good things always take time.
"Master, Master, it's successful."
Suddenly awakened, Leng Bingbing pulled out of his obsession, his face was red with embarrassment, and his mouth was still filled with saliva from the king. Pushing Wang Bu Si away, he cursed "stinky gangster".
"Well, it's not illegal to act like a hooligan to your own wife." Wang Budie felt wronged, but Wang Budie didn't cry. Isn't it true that a man is born to be bullied by his wife?
It's just that Wang Busui is a little regretful. It's just a hair's length away from being able to climb to the top with his own hands and experience the feeling of being a real man. And if God gives him face, there will be sweeter candies, etc. Looking at myself, I have been a child for two lifetimes. If I say that I will not die, I will be a hindrance to those who travel through time.
"Master, Master, we succeeded"
The shouts got closer and closer, and soon Liu Mei and Boss Wang appeared in front of Wang Busheng.
"Young master, we succeeded," Liu Mei said excitedly.
"It's enough to say it once. I'm still young and my ears are not deaf," Wang Busi said dissatisfiedly. It was just that little bit worse. No one would be happy.
"Yes, Master, I succeeded in the egg yolk pie you mentioned."
"That's it"?
"Yes, that's it."
Wang Busui wanted to kill people, but he just wanted to make an egg yolk pie. He had already explained his method and steps and precautions, and it was just a matter of imitating a cat. Wang Busui believed that anyone with a brain could still make it.
"You make such a fuss over such a trivial matter. You are from the countryside and have never seen the world."
A group of ignorant servants who followed them did not learn some of their own excellent varieties, and their appearance remained unchanged despite the collapse of the mountain.
"Well, Master, this is no small matter. We have tried this thing just now. It is soft and delicious, and contains the aroma and sweetness of eggs. It is also especially suitable for children and the elderly who have lost their teeth. Moreover, this thing can be used as a It’s a staple food.” Liu Mei explained.
Therefore, the raw material is flour. Our traditional diet is a staple food made from rice and flour. All egg yolk pies can also be used as staple food.
Wang Busheng did not expect this. In fact, the egg yolk pies, cakes and other foods in the 21st century can be eaten as staple foods. This is just because there are too many types of food in the 21st century, and everyone has a lot of choices. , and there are many types of snacks, and people consume too much sugar. Therefore, sweetened egg yolk pies and breads are not recommended as staple foods.
But the Ming Empire was different. If you wanted to eat sugar, even the kind of brown sugar that was full of impurities, it was an extremely luxurious thing. That is, only pregnant women had the opportunity to eat some brown sugar. People's daily food was also very simple, so the amount of sugar in the human body It doesn’t contain much sugar, and it’s okay to use bread and egg yolk pie as a staple food. Of course, its price is higher than traditional staple food such as steamed buns and rice. As I said, the consumer group of these foods is mainly the rich.
"Okay, that's enough for you, bring it to me for a taste."
Boss Wang brought a tray and covered it with a layer of red cloth in a ceremonial manner. Wang Busheng was very suspicious that the red cloth was made from the red underwear of a wealthy party.
"Master, open it." Liu Mei looked at Wang Busheng expectantly, like a bride waiting for the groom to take off the red hijab. Excited and looking forward to it.
"Why are you doing so many tricks? If it doesn't look good, Liu Mei, you won't be able to receive this month's dividend." After saying that, Wang Bushi opened the red hijab and saw a golden round object placed in the middle of the plate, and it was solemnly arranged in the shape of a pyramid.
"Master, how are you?" Liu Mei asked excitedly. Liu Mei is like a child who got 100% in the exam, eager to be praised by her parents.
"Liu Mei, you can definitely eat this." Seeing this so-called egg yolk sect Wang Busui raised doubts.
"Master, if you don't believe Boss Wang, you have to believe me. I can still lie to you, Master."
"Uh, actually Wang won't believe Liu Mei even if he doesn't die."
Ignoring the taste of this food, it's just that the appearance is a bit too bad. It's not square, not round, and has edges, corners, and arcs. Damn, this thing is totally different.
"Why is it in this shape?" Wang Bushi asked.
"Um, what shape should the young master look like?" Liu Mei asked rhetorically.
"Liu Mei, have you forgotten what I taught you, young master? You have to be careful in everything, be naked, and consider all the details. First of all, the shape of your egg yolk pie is not good-looking. It looks like a black dog. Is it possible? You are his biggest fan, but if I were a customer, first of all I would not choose such an ugly product." Wang Busheng's words are quite reasonable. When choosing products, we normal people will choose good-looking ones. This is also one of the reasons why packaging culture is so popular in the 21st century. If you want something, there will be a market, even if it is so expensive. Some, but there will still be people who choose. The same goes for this egg yolk pie. The shape is too ugly and it certainly doesn’t taste good to everyone.
"Well, Master, this is just a test product, I will be careful next time." Liu Mei hurriedly promised.
"You have to be meticulous in everything you do. The shopping mall is like a battlefield. Your opponent will never give you another chance." Wang Bushi continued to preach. Only Wang Buzi himself knew whether Liu Mei was using the topic as an excuse for disturbing Wang Buzi's good deeds.
"Well, Master, I was wrong."
Leng Bingbing, who had been silent next to him, waited until the blush on his face subsided and took the initiative to say, "Let me have a taste."
Women are the most receptive to new things, especially when it comes to food.
Boss Wang also knew how powerful his master's wife was. White Cat and Black Dog once told him that she could kill a cow with her bare hands. Moreover, the young master is like a docile puppy in front of her. Even his breathing can't help but slow down for half a beat. Therefore, in the heart of Boss Wang, Leng Bingbing is the boss of the family. Moreover, he was also rescued by Leng Bingbing, and his little sister was also rescued by Leng Bingbing. I have always been by Leng Bingbing's side, so I am both grateful and in awe of Leng Bingbing boss.
Boss Wang decisively brought the tray to Leng Bingbing and said, "Beautiful sister, try it, it's really delicious."
Leng Bingbing smiled slightly. When it comes to good-looking children, no one will be stingy with their smiles, even Leng Bingbing who has always been cold. ,
Picking up a piece of egg yolk pie and putting it into his mouth, he took a small bite and watched Leng Bingbing put the egg yolk pie into his mouth. At this moment, Wang Busheng wanted to be like that egg yolk pie and experience the smoothness of the cherry mouth and the sweetness of the saliva.
Um, okay, Wang Bushit is a bit cheap.
"How are you, madam?" Liu Mei asked expectantly. If she thinks it tastes good, that's just her own feeling. If everyone thinks it tastes good, this is real food.
Leng Bingbing chewed it and couldn't help but nod, "Well, it tastes really good."
The stone in Liu Mei's heart finally fell to the ground. Liu Mei always felt that she was worthless, otherwise she would not have been treated like a waste by her own aunt. Later, she was bought by the young master at a high price. Liu Mei thought that the young master spent a lot of money. No, I'm only worth a fraction of that. Moreover, by following the young master, he did not contribute much, but the young master gave him the opportunity to eat and drink well and even receive considerable dividends. Liu Mei was grateful from the bottom of her heart. He also wanted to prove himself, so sometimes he would secretly pay for it at night. He stays in the laboratory and works overtime. He is not like the white cat, black dog and Zhu Wuji who only knows how to eat. Only when a person has value can he be a real talent. He has studied abroad and uses what he has learned. To repay the young master is what Liu Mei needs to do most urgently at this moment.
"Haha, as long as Madam likes it," Liu Mei was satisfied, and she had realized her own value.
"Oh, it's really good." Don't blame Wang BuSi for being cautious. After all, Wang BuSi is very protective of his taste buds and doesn't want to be contaminated by dirt. "Boss Wang, give me a piece to eat."
"Okay, Master, you have a taste." I am also very grateful to the young master Wang, even though he only contributed his efforts and no money when buying me.
"Well, why don't you tell me, handsome young master, please taste it."
Wang Bushit was very dissatisfied with the different attitudes towards himself and boss Leng Bingbing Wang.
"Uh," Mr. Wang lowered his head in shame, "the teacher said, children can't lie."
Wang Busheng now wants to kick Boss Wang, without any reason.
Mr. Kong said that only women and villains are difficult to raise. In fact, naughty children like Mr. Wang are not very popular.
A man should eat like a man, put a piece of egg yolk pie in his mouth.
"How is it, young master, how does it taste?" Regarding the producer of egg yolk pie, Liu Mei attaches great importance to everyone's attitude.
"The taste is okay." Wang Bushi gave a very pertinent answer. After all, the products of the 21st generation contain a lot of additives. The current Ming Empire does not have the ability to extract these additives. Furthermore, Wang Bushi does not want to let Daming The people of the empire eat poisonous food every day. Therefore no additives were proposed.
"Haha, we finally succeeded." Liu Mei hugged Wang Busheng excitedly, and she was considered a useful person. The greatest happiness in life is to prove herself, to prove that she is not just a freeloader, but also useful.
"Nima, you dare to play hooligan with the young master." These words naturally came from Wang Busheng's mouth, so Liu Mei became sad. Wang Busheng opened Liu Mei's bear hug with both hands, and then punched Liu Mei in the lower abdomen, so Liu Mei He fell down with a smile that he didn't have time to take back.
We can get a lesson from this incident, people, don’t get carried away, otherwise you will always get hurt.
Wang Bushi hates others hugging him the most, except of course female friends, and good-looking female friends at that.
However, it is impossible for Wang Bushit's punch to kill Liu Mei, and it is impossible for this writer to let him go down to get the lunch box. After all, there is still his drama below.
Liu Mei stood up reluctantly and wiped the sour water from the corners of her mouth. "I'm sorry, Master, I was wrong."
"You know where you went wrong"!
"I know that the young master's body belongs to the madam, and the younger one cannot be touched."
Wang Bushit was a little dissatisfied with this answer. Although he didn't have the idea of spreading tadpoles all over the Ming Empire, he always wanted to find more wives, and they had to arrange them no matter what in the early, middle or late days of the month.
"It's good to know. If you do anything next time, young master, I will destroy you directly and let you warm the bed of the rich."
Although Liu Mei has no use for that thing for the time being, she has not given up the idea of feeding the dog, so keeping a distance from the young master will be the standard for Liu Mei's life in the future.
Liu Mei's words made Leng Bingbing blush with embarrassment. Recalling her previous meeting with Wang Bushi, Leng Bingbing blushed even more and hurriedly said, "I'll go back to the room to see the child."
"My daughter-in-law is too shy, she has a long way to go." Recalling the openness of women in the 21st century, Wang Busheng felt that Leng Bingbing needed to learn something.
After retracting my thoughts, the egg yolk pie is considered a success. As long as some adjustments are made to the details, it can be put on the market.
"Master, this is not over yet." Liu Mei endured the pain and continued to say excitedly, "Master, just wait."
Liu Mei trotted back to the laboratory and took out another tray covered with red cloth.
The old man wears a lot of red pants. Could it be that this is the year of the rich?
"Master, guess what this is," Liu Mei smiled mysteriously.
Wang Bushit didn't answer, but just showed his fist. He hated guessing games the most. You are good-looking, but you are not a girl.
Liu Mei's strong desire to survive made her hurriedly untie the red cloth.
A piece of golden pastry caught Wang Busui's eyes.
"Nima, wifey cake"
