"Whatever you want, just ask! Whatever I have in my palace, I'll bring it to you!" ”

"Glass, is there one?"

The production of "Jiao Niang" requires a glass retort to see the "miracle of blooming". It's just that the glazed retort was given to the original shopkeeper of Huadianfang by the chef many years ago, that is, Bai Sulian's deceased husband, and I don't know if this thing is unique, and now there is anything in this palace.

"What's that?"

It was several years ago that the glazed retort was made, and it was normal for the little emperor to have no impression. If you don't particularly want a glass retort, you can replace it with something other transparent. Take 10,000 steps back, even if you don't, an ordinary steamer is the same, at most, it is not so prominent in terms of visual effects~

"Oh? If the water is to say...... A few years ago, the emperor gave a chef the champion of the glazed retort? ”

Unexpectedly, the little emperor couldn't remember, but Concubine Ruan had an impression, Ruoshui hurriedly asked.

"Then I don't know if there are any other glazed retorts in this palace?"

"Of course there is, if you want to say that the glazed retort back then, it was given to the champion by the mourning family~ This glazed retort was originally a pair, it was made by a master in the Western Regions, and the mourning family liked that young man to do it, what did he do? That's right! It seems to be called 'Lotus Cake'! The mourning family felt that it was rare to eat such a creative and delicious dim sum, so they gave him the glass retort. It's just that after so many years, I haven't heard from that young man, and I'm very sorry~"

He ...... It's already dead......"

"Huh? What did you say? ”

Concubine Ruan stood up at once, her face full of surprise.

"Dead. I died in a fire a few years ago, and I'm sorry too, Concubine Niang. As you said, he was indeed a brilliant pastry chef, but alas, he died young. ”

When it comes to Bai Sulian's deceased husband, Ruoshui is also embarrassed, maybe Concubine Ruan is just amazed at him, and Ruoshui, who has lived in Huadianfang for so long. But from the notes and unfinished works he left behind, I really understood how ingenious this man was in terms of pastry making.

"That's it, go and fetch the glazed retort of the mourning family. The mourning family was still thinking. If I have the opportunity to see that young man again, I will accept him as an apprentice, but it's a pity~"

Concubine Ruan didn't cry, but her face was obviously much more depressed. If the water can see it. At this time, she is really temperamental. As a high-ranking concubine, I think there will be some joys and sorrows like ordinary people~

The glazed retort was quickly taken, and I thought that Concubine Ruan should also cherish this artifact, it was still brand new, even newer than the one Ruoshui saw in Huadianfang.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Niangniang, don't mention the sad things again, please taste my 'Jiao Niang'. It can be regarded as a tribute to the deceased. ”

People's emotions do not always say that wind is rain, and the transformation is not so fast. At this time, the concubine was still immersed in sadness, so she just smiled indifferently at Ruoshui's disguised persuasion, and did not have the same expectations as before.

If the water doesn't care, she believes that as long as she sees the miracle of "Jiao Niang" in bloom, anyone will be moved.

"It's coming, everyone, pay attention, roses, bloom—"

With the erratic fanning technique of Ruoshui, the white mist in the glazed retort is filled, and the magnificent "Jiao Niang" gradually blooms, and the flower sauce sandwich inside is also catalyzed by the heat flow under the thin layer of skin and swims around, which is full of color.

Sure enough, after seeing this scene, none of the people in the entire room would have any emotions other than surprise.

"This ...... Is it a snack? ”

After a while, the little emperor asked, stammering a little.

"Of course~"

If the water suddenly lifts the lid of the glazed retort, a fragrance of roses slowly spreads, this fragrance is not like the gouache on the market, some superficial industrial fragrance, but is actually the same as the fragrance of wild roses in the mountains.

"How? Want to try it? ”

Wakamizu's favorite thing to see is the look of surprise on the faces of her diners when they see her food, which makes her feel a sense of accomplishment.

"This ...... Can you eat it? ”

The blooming "Jiao Niang" is more beautiful than the roses in the mountains, especially the magical color like a streamer, which makes this snack more like a handicraft.

"Can you eat it, won't you know if you taste it?"

Ruoshui waved his hand, signaled the little eunuch next to him to take a small plate with a floral pattern, carefully put the snack into the plate, and held it in front of the little emperor with both hands.

"Your Majesty, please first, Concubine Niangniang, I still have a semi-finished product there, and I will make it for you immediately."

The little emperor took the snack plate in a daze, looked left and right, and couldn't even find the place to put the chopsticks, so he could only look helplessly at Ruoshui. However, at this time, Ruoshui carried out the "blooming miracle" again, and after a while, Concubine Ruan's "Jiao Niang" was also baked.

"Your Majesty, why don't you eat it yet~ Although it is cold, it has a different flavor, but the newly baked 'Jiao Niang', the hot and hot taste, is lining the pungency of wild roses, which is the most palatable."

When the little emperor heard this, it would be a waste if he didn't eat it, but he lowered his head and studied it for a while, and still felt as if he couldn't eat anywhere, so he could only raise his head again for help.

"Where can I eat it?"

"You can eat it all!"

Ruoshui laughed out loud, feeling that the little emperor still thinks that the plate of dim sum in his hand is no different from the ordinary decorations used to decorate the plate, no wonder he has always looked like he has nowhere to eat.

"Your Majesty, just put it in your mouth, look, it's like mourning."

Concubine Ruan is also an expert in making food, although she has never heard of the production process of Ruoshui, but when the work is presented, she can still see at a glance what raw materials this "Jiao Niang" is made of.

As she spoke, she picked up the chopsticks, picked up the dim sum directly to her mouth, took a bite, the heat steamed, and a stream of red sauce immediately flowed down the corner of her mouth.

Originally, it was just a demonstration, but after biting through the skin of this snack, Concubine Ruan could no longer pretend to be reserved. She ignored the handkerchief handed over by her grandmother, and directly sucked the sauce at the corner of her mouth without any image, her face full of surprise.

"This ...... What exactly is this modusion? It is possible to make such a thin skin like a cicada's wings! ”

Concubine Ruan's sentence hit the nail on the head, and Ruoshui curled her lips and smiled. (To be continued.) )