pastoral pretty girl

Chapter 1101 Jade Bowl Princess
Of course someone said it, not just one.

Facing such a straightforward opening, Song Qingge smiled, "I guarantee that this gift has never been given to anyone. It is the only one in the Great Zhou Dynasty. I have never done it before."

The cake has been made, but there is no such thing as painstaking decoration.

But after such a toss by her, it really looks like a cake.

"Oh? Only one copy?" Zhou Wan'er raised her eyebrows and walked over curiously.

Song Qingge smiled and handed the wooden box over, she thought Zhou Wan'er would definitely like it.

Zhou Wan'er's person doesn't match her name at all. After hearing the stories about her, she is not to mention gentle, she is a pungent master at all.

When I saw it today, it was completely different from the princess Song Qingge imagined. At least she never thought that there would be a princess wearing an ordinary flower padded jacket, with her hair tied behind her head randomly, and she looked a little messy.

Especially the scene when she just came out, she looked very similar to a village woman in the mountains.

If your hands are dirty after cooking, you don't need to find a rag to wipe it off, just rub it on the sides of the skirt twice to get rid of knots.

But she couldn't see the appearance of a village woman, because her appearance was really outstanding, especially her pair of smart eyes, which seemed to be able to speak.

Sun Jinyue is very beautiful and has a very delicate appearance, but in Song Qingge's view, she is much worse than Zhou Wan'er.

It's not that she is not beautiful enough, but that she is agile and free and easy, and a hundred Sun Jinyues can't match her.

Don't look at Zhou Wan'er having a son as big as Hao Qingfeng, they stand together like siblings, they can't be seen as mother and son at all, and some people even believe that Hao Qingfeng is her brother, the older one is a little anxious.

"Yo, what is this, it's so pretty, can I eat it?"

Zhou Wan'er's eyes lit up instantly when she saw the cake, and she poked it with her hand, as if trying to see if she could eat it.

"Ah! Mom, I know, this is the cake I told you about, but it's more beautiful than the cakes I've eaten before, and the meat needs to be stewed for a while, so let's eat the cake first."

Hao Qingfeng lived in the middle of the mountain for a while, and knew a lot of food made by Song Qingge.

He couldn't help drooling when he saw the cake. He hadn't tasted that taste in a year.

Snapped!
Zhou Wan'er slapped his hand away, "How many times have I told you that eating too much sugar is bad for your teeth, so go and cool down."

"..."

Hao Qingfeng looked aggrieved, went to the foot of the wall and squatted down, his heart was cold.

For a cake, he actually killed him.

"What is this?"

Zhou Wan'er did not continue cutting the cake, but instead opened another box and took out the biscuits.

"Biscuits, it's delicious." Hao Qingfeng answered again, drooling...

After opening two boxes in a row, and a third one, Zhou Wan'er laughed, "This is not bad."

What she held in her hand was a bottle of jam, which Song Qingge made when she wanted to make a filling for the cake, and brought over two jars of the rest.

Although Xiao Jinyi, Zhang Qingshan, and the old lady all told her not to bring gifts for others, she still brought one thing, a glass bottle.

Song Qingge feels that glass is different from other things, and it is very popular now. After a few years of ordering, you can't buy it if you want to buy it. Now it's still a new thing, even a princess would want it.

So she put jam in two glass bottles and brought it with her. If she didn't like it, she would have an excuse, but at worst, she would bring it back.

Sure enough, she guessed right, Zhou Wan'er liked these two bottles the most.

(End of this chapter)