Guozijian little cook

Yan Xingxuan felt a little embarrassed when he was stopped.

What he actually remembered was that he forgot in a hurry.

After honestly covering the side of the pot with a sackcloth, Yan Xingxuan poured the prepared pomegranate molasses in the pot into a square box for shaping.

Seeing the dark red liquid slowly slipping into the box, Xiao Nianzhi muttered with some regret: "It would be great if it had shredded coconut."

The fondant is shaped, cut into small pieces, and then rolled around the shredded coconut, it tastes so good!
Yan Xingxuan just put the pot back, listened to Xiao Nianzhi's words, and carefully kept Qiongzhou and coconuts in mind.

If he can't solve it, let the emperor solve it!

There are also steam engines, small trains, and railroad tracks, all of which are on the agenda.

Ministry of Industry...

Are you busy recently?
let them dry.

The entire Ministry of Industry: ...

The pomegranate candy needs to be shaped, so I can't eat it now, so Xiao Nianzhi turned around and made Guanghan cake again.

Yesterday's is almost finished, and I will make another batch today.

In the afternoon, Xiao Nianzhi and the others were going to pick vegetables.

But, isn't there Yan Xingxuan?

He directly asked the guards to help.

After all, Xiao Nianzhi is still paid, so it doesn't look good if he doesn't work.

Now that someone has replaced her, she can cook food with peace of mind.

There are a lot of Guanghan cakes made today, so I can share some with Aunt Fu and the others.

Yan Xingxuan's bodyguards and the like can also share some of them.

The aroma of Guanghan Cake wafted out quickly, Uncle Fu and the others who were working, even a little...

Can't do it.

The main reason is that the taste is too sweet. When it floats over, it is really hard to refuse.

There is no need for Xiao Nianzhi to take the Guanghan Cake out of the pan under the heat, Lai Shun and the guards did it easily.

While looking at the finished product, Xiao Nianzhi thought about the current weather.

It's already a little cold in the morning and evening, but the temperature at night is actually not bad.

Xiao Nianzhi felt that if the milk was put into the well, it should be able to survive overnight in the town.

So, butter or something, can it be done?
She thought about it, so she talked to Yan Xingxuan.

Yan Xingxuan almost couldn't control his saliva when he heard it.

If he hadn't pressed his lips tightly, he would have been humiliated in front of his sweetheart!
But hold back!
Gudong!

Swallow hard, don't fall out!

Yan Xingxuan controlled it for a while, listening to what Xiao Nianzhi mentioned, egg tarts, bread, meal buns, dorayaki...

The saliva became more and more uncontrollable.

Isn't it milk?

Arrange it, arrange it tonight, and he will have it tomorrow! ! !

When it came to the matcha cake, Xiao Nianzhi pretended to be distracted and mentioned County Lord Ganqing: "When it comes to matcha, I think of one thing."

Halfway through the conversation, Xiao Nianzhi looked out and found that Aunt Yu was already resting on the chair with her eyes closed, and then she whispered: "At the beginning of the month, when my aunt and I went to Shuiyun Pavilion for dinner, I seemed to see Master Yu is here, but he doesn't seem to be with the county magistrate."

Yan Xingxuan hadn't realized what Xiao Nianzhi said in detail yet.

At this moment, his mind was full of one thing, and that was: his sister whispered to him, and he didn't want others to hear it.

Things only the two of them know!
When he realized this, Yan Xingxuan felt as if his heart was hanging on the clouds, ups and downs, erratic, with a soft sense of joy.

This made the corners of his lips curl up again unconsciously, and after reacting for a while, he finally understood what Xiao Nianzhi was talking to him.

See the husband of Ganqing County Lord?
Yan Xingxuan's brows twitched slightly, and he thought about it carefully, but he didn't remember what official position this person was, how old he was, and what he looked like.

I only remember roughly, a timid middle-aged man?
The county magistrate of Ganqing has a bad temper, and all matters in the family are obeyed by her.

Because of her strength, the husband seemed inconspicuous instead.

Now that it was mentioned, Yan Xingxuan thought about it carefully before asking in a low voice: "Is he eating at Shuiyun Pavilion?"

After asking, the atmosphere was silent for a while.

Yan Xingxuan also came to his senses, asked a nonsense question, coughed lightly in embarrassment, and his voice was still very low: "There are other... women in his private room, do you think you want to tell me this?"

What Xiao Nianzhi wanted to express was indeed this, but her original intention was to be more tactful.

But now Yan Xingxuan pointed it out straightforwardly, and she nodded without being pretentious: "I smell a strong scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, which is different from the plum scent on Miss Yu's body."

If the mother and daughter of Ganqing County use different incense, because they stay together for a long time, each other's fragrance will be slightly mixed with the fragrance of the other person.

If you smell it carefully, you will notice it.

For example, after Xiao Nianzhi stayed with Yan Changxia for a long time, when he took a bath at night, he could smell it clearly, and he also had the fragrance of lilies on his body.

But Xiao Nianzhi and sister Yu Qinglan had met once before.

They have a simple scent of plum blossoms, not mixed with other flavors.

Xiao Nianzhi guessed that maybe their mother and daughter used the same spices, so they didn't affect each other.

Of course, there is another point that Xiao Nianzhi didn't see clearly when she had a quick glance that day, but when the door of the private room was closed, she once saw a profile.

That side profile was neither County Mayor Ganqing nor Yu Qinglan.

Perhaps, the husband of Ganqing County Lord is not so bold as to mess around with people in that kind of place.

However, it can be reflected from the side that he himself may not be as honest as he seems.

When he heard that there was a strong fragrance of osmanthus, the corners of Yan Xingxuan's lips were obviously pressed down, and his face was full of displeasure.

Xiao Nianzhi was shocked when she saw it.

She was about to ask, when she heard Yan Xingxuan said dissatisfiedly: "What grade are they, the same fragrance as Xiangxiang?"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Nianzhi was obviously taken aback for a moment, but after realizing it, he turned his head subconsciously and looked out.

Without him, Aunt Yu also uses sweet-scented osmanthus.

Her spices are all given by Aunt Yu.

Although, in the washroom in the gourmet kitchen, there are also perfumes, spices, essential oils and the like.

However, Xiao Nianzhi cautiously didn't use those, and has been using the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance and osmanthus hair oil that her aunt gave her.

After Yan Xingxuan finished speaking angrily, he also obviously reacted.

Aunt Yu seems to use the same incense as Xiao Nianzhi?
Realizing this, he turned his head in embarrassment, and glanced quietly outside the door.

Fortunately, Aunt Yu still closed her eyes and meditated, ignoring them.

This made Yan Xingxuan quietly heave a sigh of relief, and then muttered in a low voice: "Think about it, I'll ask the inner court if I can re-mix the incense."

In the middle of speaking, he slightly pursed his lips in embarrassment, and then continued: "I hope that I can have my own unique fragrance when I think about it."

He wanted to give her the best he could give her in this world, fine clothes, jewelry.

I also want to give her the unique love and love in this world.

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