The dishes are cooked one by one, just like a flowing water mat.
There are a lot of quotas for each dish, and there is a limit on the number of times individuals can grab data. Basically, those who squatted in the live broadcast room for a while will return with a full load.
The time was pushed back little by little, and the main dishes were gradually finished. After 11 o'clock, Qiuqiu started the road of desserts after the meal.
Today is also a rise, the dessert I made is a small cake that was served to the audience a long time ago.
It was probably because some old customers didn't grab it when they snatched it up, so they mentioned something about the past.
When time goes by, it really happens in a blink of an eye, everything goes away like flowing water, only when I remember, I feel that the aftertaste is long.
Little Cake, it seems like it happened a year ago. Obviously not much time has passed, but it feels like a long time.
Probably too much going on in the middle.
Qiuqiu was absent-minded for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, she picked up the mold again, "There is still a lot of time left today, and the prepared ingredients are almost exhausted."
"In the remaining time, let's make two more pots of small cakes for everyone."
"These two pots of small cakes do not limit the friends who have grabbed them before to continue ~ there is no limit on the quantity. If you are full today, you can leave the data and eat it when you want to eat next time, or on New Year's Eve. Share it with your loved ones and loved ones."
Just do it, the little cake is not difficult.
It is to control the viscosity of the liquid, the temperature and heat, and the control of the sweetness.
Every step here is very simple, but as long as there is a slight deviation, the cakes made will be very different.
It's not delicious if it's not soft.
While waiting for the time to steam the cake, Qiuqiu said his farewell to everyone in advance.
It's almost Chinese New Year, even at night, there is a lot of light outside the house.
Qiuqiu found a place and sat down, the robot followed her faithfully, and she waved towards the screen.
"This year I only invited some fans to my New Year's Eve dinner~ the number of people is small, and next year I will try to get Xiaoqian to apply for some bigger restaurants, so that more places can be issued."
The barrage flew over immediately [Please let Mr. Xiaoqian practice immediately, and rent me a restaurant with a capacity of 10 billion next year!]
[Upstairs is really lacking in people]
[Yes, I only need five billion~]
"Okay, okay, I have accepted everyone's wish, next year I will make Mr. Qian work harder~" Qiuqiu blinked, "But everyone must be mentally prepared, it will be a bit difficult to apply for so many places."
Unless you pay, and you have to stagger the peak.
After talking about the New Year's banquet, Qiuqiu talked about wishing everyone a happy New Year in advance, "I won't watch live broadcasts this year to wish everyone a happy New Year."
"The year 5356 has passed in the blink of an eye. I hope that in the year 5357, everyone can achieve what they want."
She was still talking, when the stove at the back clicked, Qiuqiu looked back and saw that the cake was ready.
She stood up and opened the lid. The taste of the dairy dessert was extremely overbearing and attractive. Qiuqiu divided the cake with a special fork.
Since this was up for grabs, Mo Si didn't open up the quota when he got it. Instead, he happily entered these cakes after Qiuqiu reminded everyone.
Anyway, it was seconds.
Qiuqiu was also a little hungry, picked up the small cake in the bowl, took a bite, narrowed her eyes, and couldn't speak clearly, "That's the end of today's live broadcast."
"We—see you next year."
"I hope next year, everyone will still be here."