Later, he followed her recipe and added water chestnut powder to the pastry. The taste was something he would never forget once he tasted it.
"When making this Poria Cake from now on, be sure to add water chestnut powder. Only then will the taste be fragrant, soft, sweet but not greasy."
Young Master Qianmian couldn't help but murmured what Shen Ning had said to him at that time. His eyes seemed to see her eyes narrowing slightly when she ate the Poria cocos and water chestnut cake made by herself, with a look of satisfaction on her face. expression.
At that time, he was worried about why he didn't get some poisonous insect poison powder in the Poria cocos and water chestnut cake.
But looking back now, from now on, he will never see that face and person that he hates so much!
The Poria cocos and water chestnut cake he made with his own hands will never be eaten by that person again!
"It turns out that we need to add water chestnut powder. We remember it. Next time, we will definitely make poria cake with water chestnut powder for the young master."
All the men in black nodded and responded in unison.
Suddenly, Mr. Qianmian threw the Poria Thousand Layer Cake in his hand to the ground, spat it out, and shouted angrily.
"Take it away! Take out this Poria Cake and throw it away! I never want to see this thing again in my life! Take it away, take it away quickly!"
Everyone was startled and asked hurriedly:
"Young Master, what's wrong with you? Is this Poria Cake not cooked well?"
"I'll take it right away and ask them to add water chestnut powder and make it again. Young Master, please don't be angry."
Young Master Qianmian picked up the plate containing the Poria Cake and threw it out the door with a bang.
"I said, I never want to hear this name or see this thing again!" He gritted his teeth and said every word.
"Yes, yes, young master, we understand."
The people in black looked at each other in confusion. No one could figure out why the young master would lose such a temper and not even want to see his favorite poria cake.
It was strange to see the way he was glaring at the Poria Cake, as if he was glaring at the enemy who killed his father. Did the Poria Cake invite him to provoke him
Everyone was confused, but no one dared to ask.
"Get out, all of you! I want to be quiet."
The Thousand-faced Young Master flicked his long sleeves, and with all his inner strength, he swept out all the dishes on the table and dropped them far away in the yard.
The people in black looked at me and I looked at you. No one dared to speak. They all quietly retreated and then gently closed the door for him.
After everyone left, Young Master Qianmian slowly turned around, with two traces of tears on his face unknowingly.
He raised his hand and slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. His heart seemed to be blocked by something, which made him extremely uncomfortable. He wanted to scream, cry, or laugh!
But he just doesn't want to kill anyone!
In the past, whenever he was emotionally excited, his first thought was to kill someone. Only killing someone could relieve his mood, and only killing someone could make him feel happy.
He can kill because of a word, he can kill because of a look, or he can kill for nothing.
As long as he wanted to, he could kill whoever he wanted and as many people as he wanted. No one had ever accused him or told him that killing people casually was wrong.
Except her!
Young Master Qianmian fell back on the bed and closed his eyes.
But her face appeared clearly before his eyes.