As a qualified member of the later Great Foodie Empire, Zhang Shou had a high tolerance for food. Except for fried insects, which he could not accept, and monkey brains, which were bloody and cruel, he had no taboos about other things. As for the various snacks shaped like human beings, in his impression, from various sugar figures to fondant cakes and chocolate dolls, human-shaped things never hindered his tasting.
It’s just that most people can’t bear to eat it because it’s too exquisite, and they can’t bear to do so. Very few people would eat it just because they can’t bear to... It has to be said that people in this era are actually very strict in their moral values - of course, let’s not talk about those who say one thing and do another.
So, after a smile, he explained, "Princess, don't be angry, Yingying, don't be angry. I think this dessert may not be for everyone to taste the so-called ginseng fruit. Princess, don't forget that when you set the question before, you also limited the cost of this dessert. And you have just tasted more than 30 dishes. Even if some of the dishes are just a little bit, you are almost full, right?"
Seeing Princess Yongping silent and Zhu Ying looking at him curiously, Zhang Shou raised his hand to signal the eunuch to bring over a basket of ginseng fruit. He then stretched out his chopsticks and picked up the longevity peach held by the ginseng fruit doll. Then he smiled and said to everyone, "If I'm not mistaken, this is probably the snack that the chef really wants to give everyone to taste. As for the ginseng fruit, it should be nice to look at."
Zhu Ying's eyes widened immediately: "According to what you said, if I had really followed Yongping's instructions and asked them to leave, I might have been laughed at. Oh, let me try!"
Although her stomach was full, the peach held by the small ginseng fruit was only slightly larger than the nail of her thumb. She could not taste it when she swallowed it. In order to taste it properly, Zhu Ying took it from Zhang Shou and put it in her mouth, closing her eyes and chewing it slowly.
When the sweet taste spread in her mouth, she opened her eyes in surprise and said, "Such a small thing actually has stuffing! It tastes so strange, not like red bean paste, not like mung bean paste, not like jujube paste, and not like sesame filling... But it tastes sweet but not greasy, it's delicious."
Zhu Ying listed a lot of different fillings in one breath, and by the end her brows were almost twisted into a knot, she was extremely confused. She had eaten a lot of good food, so how could she not know what this delicious filling was made of
Seeing Zhu Ying frowning and racking her brains to think, and seeing Zhang Shou smiling and inviting her, Princess Yongping, who was originally in a complicated and subtle mood, finally made up her mind and stretched out her chopsticks to pick up a small birthday peach.
As she chewed slowly, an indescribable taste spread in her mouth, and she couldn't help but feel inexplicably happy. She always disliked eating too sweet things, and her diet was mainly plain, and Concubine Yu had criticized her for this.
Even the emperor often nagged her, saying that girls don't need to suffer too much, that the emperor's daughter will have no trouble finding a husband, and so on, but she still did what she wanted. Of course, it was probably because the desserts in the imperial kitchen were not tasty, and even her mother's small kitchen couldn't make good desserts.