After being expelled from the mansion, I changed the dynasty by writing novels.

Chapter 134 I must try this milk tea

This discovery greatly excited Lance Nian. To verify his idea, he had someone replicate the process from yesterday, except this time the yellow clay was sifted and poured on.

Experiments inevitably take time, but because he had actually succeeded in making white sugar, he couldn't calm down.

So they asked Chef Bai to recreate the milk tea made by Luo Nanzhi in the storybook.

Jinchao has a strong tea culture, so he naturally loves to drink tea. This milk tea must also be tea, right? Is it really as delicious as described in the storybook?

Lance was very curious about the taste of milk tea. Now that we have white sugar, we can give it a try. If it tastes good, we'll make some for the teacher to try.

He made up his mind and took out the book "Between Square Inches" from his sleeve.

He has been holding this book ever since he started making candy yesterday, even sleeping with it in his arms. He is inseparable from this book.

So he rushed to the kitchen and was even able to take the book out of his sleeve.

Chef Bai knew a few words and naturally recognized the book in Lans Nian's hand.

In order to read "The Little Chef of Jinchao" in "Between Square Inches", he recently taught himself to read. He always holds the book and studies the characters when he has free time. He is also learning to cook, all in order to understand the book.

He was even teased by some of the servants in the mansion for this, but Chef Bai knew they meant no harm, so he ignored their mockery and continued to study on his own.

However, Chef Bai hasn't managed to snag a copy of this episode of "Between Square Inches," so he hasn't watched the latest one yet.

Now he was bolder, carefully observing Lance's expression while casually asking Lance a question.

"Does the master also read this book?" In Chef Bai's stereotype, how could a gentleman as self-disciplined and respectful as Lan Sinian read popular folk tales?

“This book is good.” Lance didn’t even look up, focusing only on turning the pages.

"I also think this book is good. I spent all my savings to buy it. It's just that reading the characters is too difficult. I only read half of the last issue of the storybook!"

It should be very sad to be broke, but Chef Bai didn't show any sadness. Instead, he was very happy, which is a kind of happiness that comes from a rich inner world.

His happiness infected Lance.

Lance Nian couldn't help but look up from his book and glance at him.

"If anyone is illiterate in the future, they can come and ask me."

Upon hearing this, Chef Bai's eyes immediately showed surprise.

"R-Really? Sir, I must have misheard you!"

Lance nodded, "But only after I've finished practicing my calligraphy."

That works too!

Chef Bai quickly bowed and thanked him, "Thank you so much, sir!"

Human joys and sorrows are not shared. The servants standing nearby were dumbfounded, never expecting that Chef Bai could gain the master's favor for this reason.

They used to laugh at Chef Bai, but now he's getting such a great opportunity to interact with adults.

The group secretly resolved that they too must learn to read!

Lans Nian was unaware of the undercurrents between them; he had already found the recipe for milk tea described in the storybook.

So he read out the recipe for milk tea to Chef Bai.

After all, it was his profession. Chef Bai only listened to the instructions once and then memorized the method. He might have wondered before if it was safe to drink, but after seeing how white sugar was made, and since it was taught in "The Little Chef of Jinchao", he no longer had any doubts.

Following Lance's instructions, a cup of milk tea was quickly ready.

The first bowl of milk tea served was naturally given to Lance Nian to drink first.

Lance Nian didn't even blow on the freshly made milk tea, after all, he had been standing in the yard for a long time and was almost frozen to death.

So now, holding the bowl in his hand, he took a sip.

It's hot! But it tastes good!

A warm feeling flashed through his mind.

The group watched intently as Lance finished his bowl of milk tea.

Chef Bai unconsciously swallowed. "Sir, how does it taste?"

"It's delicious! You should try some too, it'll warm you up!" Lancenian didn't show favoritism. These people had been freezing in the backyard with him, and their bodies were already stiff with cold. So Lancenian asked Chef Bai to serve each of them a bowl.

However, when serving them another bowl, Lance first had Chef Bai serve two bowls, and then took out a new teapot, which was also filled with milk tea.

He then put these into a food box and closed the lid. He carried the food box out of the kitchen.

As soon as Lance left, several kitchen helpers orderly took over the ceramic bowls from Chef Bai.

"Is this stuff really good?"

"Are you blind or deaf? Didn't you see the master just say it tasted good?!"

"It looks neither black nor white, like mud, I really can't bring myself to eat it."

"If you're not going to drink it, then drink it." A man beside him held out a hand.

Another man turned around and blocked his way, saying, "Who said I wouldn't drink it! This is a gift from the adults!"

After saying that, the man closed his eyes, took a big gulp with a look of resignation to his fate.

That one bite instantly awakened his taste buds.

His eyes instantly welled up with tears. "It tastes like sugar! I haven't had sugar in so long. It's so sweet and fragrant!"

The man couldn't help but savor the sweetness and milky aroma in his mouth.

"Look at you, so pathetic! It's a good thing the adults aren't here, or you would have made a fool of yourself!"

The man who had said those words quickly took a sip of milk tea and could no longer stubbornly utter the words he had just spoken.

"Wow, that's delicious!" They finished it in one gulp, smacked their lips, and looked like they wanted more.

Not a single drop of water remained in the bowl; after drinking it all, they stared at the pot like wolves.

Chef Bai naturally noticed their gazes and quickly covered the stove.

"It's all gone! It's all gone! The tea in the pot is all gone."

They glanced into the pot and, sure enough, it was empty. Only then did they regretfully look away.

"It's so delicious! I wonder when I'll be able to drink it again."

Seeing that they had looked away, Chef Bai secretly breathed a sigh of relief and tightly covered the corner of the stove.

Two bowls of milk tea were placed in the corner of the stove.

As soon as they left, Chef Bai took his food box and placed it on one side of the stove, facing the fire, so that it wouldn't get cold too quickly.

He did all this without anyone noticing his little tricks.

And he began to cook today's dishes.

On the other side, Lance carried a food box and walked very fast because he was afraid the food inside would get cold.

Before the passing servant could even exchange pleasantries with the master, he turned and left without looking back.

He went to his parents' room and knocked on the door.

The wooden door opened shortly afterward.

Lan's mother looked at her son, whose nose was red from the cold, with great surprise.

"Oh dear, it's cold outside, come inside quickly!"

Lan's mother pulled him into the house and closed the door, only then noticing that he was carrying a food box.

"You should have your servants deliver the food; why did you bring it yourself?"

Lance smiled, his features refined and handsome.

"I wanted my parents to try this tea, so I brought it over."