"Well, it's so delicious. Did you make this?" Aunt Wang looked at Chunfeng in disbelief with a mouthful of pastry in her mouth.
I really couldn't believe that such delicious food could be made by Chunfeng, even the tone of his words was filled with doubt.
"Well, I made it, specially for you and your uncle. There are some more below, so you can eat as much as you want." Chunfeng nodded with a smile and opened the second layer of the food box, which contained a full dish of pastries.
"Oh, now I believe the surprise you said, this is a surprise for me." Uncle He Renyu looked at the pastry in his hand and praised the spring breeze.
This is the first time they have seen this kind of pastry, and they believe that only Chunfeng in the capital can make this kind of pastry.
In traditional pastry making, most of the beans are cooked and the thick shells are discarded, and then sugar is added to steam them. In order to make the taste better, a lot of sugar is put in it. Although it is delicious, it will eat too much. But it is very boring.
Chunfeng, a pastry made with fried bean noodles and no added sugar, is considered novel and unique. It tastes much better than traditional pastries and is healthier to eat.
It is obvious that Chunfeng has unique ideas, so He Renyu has reason to believe that Chunfeng can do the business she mentioned.
Unexpectedly, he looked down upon his niece. He Renyu laughed in his heart, and he himself sometimes misjudged her.
"Chunfeng, where did you learn such delicious pastries?" Mrs. Wang stared at Chunfeng curiously.
It's strange, doesn't the Chunfeng family live in the countryside? How can there be such good craftsmanship
"Well, life at home was difficult a few years ago. My brother and I were greedy, but the pastries in the town were very expensive, and the family couldn't afford sugar, so I had to try to make some pastries at home, but it didn't work. Come to think of it, I'm doing pretty well."
Chunfeng smiled sheepishly and scratched his head, pretending to be shy.
She couldn't tell them where she got her cake-making method, it was all her secret.
When Wang and He Renyu heard what Chunfeng said, they felt sad. They didn't expect that mother and son had lived such a hard life.
When I came here, I saw that they were dressed decently, and I thought that their lives were not bad these years. No matter how bad they were, they could still have enough to eat and live a healthy life.
"Hey, you poor children, if I had found your mothers earlier and brought you back, you wouldn't have had such a hard life."
Aunt Wang took Chunfeng's hand with a distressed look on her face and said lovingly.
"Okay, aunt, that's all in the past. It's not too late to come back now. It's not too early. I have to go out to do some things tomorrow so I won't disturb you and uncle."
Chunfeng took back his hand uncomfortably and said goodbye to the two of them with a smile.
It feels really bad to lie to someone, especially to someone who trusts you. Chunfeng feels inexplicably guilty.
In fact, I just wanted to make these pastries to give my uncle He Renyu a reassurance. Now that the effect has been achieved, Chunfeng naturally wants to get out quickly.
Back at Xianglingyuan, Chunyu, who went to deliver cakes to the old lady and the others, also came back.
And he conveyed a lot of compliments from the old man and the old lady to Chunfeng.
Chunfeng didn't notice anything, but his mother was very happy to hear it.
I feel very proud of Chunfeng.
"Second sister, I left this specially for you." Chun Sheng suddenly took out a small plate of pastries and handed it to Chun Feng.
Chunfeng was a little surprised at first, but after thinking about it, he took the cake with a smile, rubbed Chun Sheng's head with a smile and said.
"I guess you have some conscience, and you know how to save some for me."
"Hey, second sister, eat quickly, it's still hot!" Chun Sheng said with a smile and touched his head.
"Well, I understand. You should rest early. You have to get up early tomorrow to go to my grandfather's place to practice martial arts!"
Chunfeng felt warm in his heart, and looked at the little bun in front of him with a smile, which was almost as high as his shoulders, no! It can be said that he is a big-ass younger brother.
Chunfeng returned to her room carrying a plate of Xiangyun cake that Chun Sheng left for her.
Sigh... I haven't done this for a long time, and I'm really tired. As expected, life has become more comfortable and people have become squeamish.
After bathing and changing clothes, Chunfeng lay down comfortably on his big bed and waved to Cuizhu.
"You all go down and have a rest. There is no need to wait here."
"Yes, slaves, please leave."
Cuizhu had already lit the soothing incense for the spring breeze, and then left with the other two little maids.
Chunfeng lay on the bed for a while, thinking of the drawings he drew during the day. It seemed that he would have to go out and inquire about it tomorrow.
Thinking of the Xiangyun cake that Chun Sheng left for himself, Chunfeng stood up again and walked to the Taoist table, picked up a piece of cake and took a bite.
Well, yes, it still tastes the same as before. As I eat the pastry in my mouth, I don't feel like I am reminded of my grandfather in my previous life.
My heart suddenly cast a layer of gray...
Just when the spring breeze was lost in thought, the familiar footsteps came again.
"What are you thinking about? So obsessed?" Baili Mochen's gentle and watery voice reached the cochlea of the spring breeze.
The gray in my heart suddenly dispersed, just like seeing the sunshine after the rain.
"I didn't think about anything. Sit down and try some of my pastries." Chunfeng came back to his senses and said to Baili Mochen with a smile as if he was asking to make an appointment with an old friend.
"Did you do it?" Baili Mochen's eyes flashed with light.
"Oh, give it a try and give me some suggestions." Chunfeng's eyes were sincere.
Seeing Chunfeng's eager eyes, Baili Mochen reached out and picked up a piece of pastry, and opened his red lips to make a crescent moon shape.
Chunfeng opened his big, clear eyes, appreciating the scene without scruple, which was as good as watching a live broadcast.
"Is it delicious?" Chunfeng suddenly felt a little nervous.
I don’t know why, but she should have absolute confidence in her craftsmanship.
But why do you seem so unsure when you are in front of this person
However, I am a member of the royal family. There is nothing delicious in the royal dining room, but I can't see these gadgets.
Chunfeng always found excuses for himself to comfort himself.
Finally, under the gaze of Chunfeng, Baili Mochen ate the entire piece of Xiangyun cake. The whole process was so elegant, just like a prince in a fairy tale.
"Not bad, very delicious!" Baili Mochen gave the most direct and simple evaluation.
Although there were only five words, Chunfeng felt great joy and sweetness in his heart.
yeah! It seems that there should be a good market for this thing.
"If you like to eat, I'll give these to you." Chunfeng, who was in a good mood, pointed at the few pastries on the table and said to Baili Mochen with a bold look on his face.