However, it doesn't matter, Tang Mo also really likes the chrysanthemum tea she dries, the same chrysanthemum, others can't show this taste, presumably she has her drying method in her hand. Besides, if you get closer to her in the future, it will be convenient to have a good relationship for the future!

He has his considerations, and Mu Xiang's considerations are naturally no less than his.

The Tang family has a wide range of business paths, even if the things she wants to sell in the future can't enter a big restaurant like Fushoulou, but as for the relationship between him, she can find a suitable buyer. Make a friend like him, don't suffer.

Thinking of the grand cause in the future, Mu Xiang threw away his prejudice against him, watched the flower rolls in the pot steam well, and beckoned him to come and taste them.

"Young Master Tang, this is a flower roll, have you eaten it?" She lifted the lid of the pot, first took out a steaming flower roll and handed it to him, and at the same time took two and gave them to Mu Lang and Caiyun to pad their stomachs first.

To say that Tang Mo has eaten the delicacies of the mountains and seas, there are absolutely countless ones, flying in the sky, swimming in the water, running on the ground, as long as they can be included in the recipe, he has basically eaten them. But it was precisely because he ate too much, ate finely, and ate finely, that when facing the small flower rolls produced by the farmer, he was first surprised and didn't eat it in his hand. When Yu Guang saw Mu Xiang's unpleasant eyes, he quickly opened his mouth wide and took a bite.

The method of steaming flower rolls with woody flavor is different from making steamed buns, and it is not just a matter of just smearing a little red pepper sauce. She rolls out the whole dough like a noodle. Sprinkle with chopped chives, smear with a layer of rapeseed oil, a layer of chili paste, fold the dough, cut it into segments with a knife, twist it into the shape of a flower, and then steam it in a pot.

Therefore, the steamed flower rolls she steamed have a soft taste, a slightly chewy dough, and the fragrance of chili sauce and chives.

Tang Mo took a bite, feeling unfinished, eating two bites, feeling that it was not enough, after three bites and four bites, the flower roll was gone.

Although Mu Lang and Caiyun also often eat flower rolls, the taste of the eldest sister is delicious, and they eat quickly and fragrantly, when they look up, they see that Tang Mo not only finished eating the flower rolls in front of them, but also staring at the basket in Mu Xiang's hand, where she is loading flower rolls!

In an instant, they were not happy. Why would this tall, handsome, and rich brother like her little flower roll!

Tang Mo was stared at by the two little babies, he was embarrassed, coughed dryly, and said, "I'll give you some food tomorrow, even if it's compensation for eating your flower rolls." He felt that what he said was too reasonable, so he stretched out his hand, grabbed two more flower rolls, and devoured them, which looked even more fragrant than eating the most famous pastries in the capital.

Mu Xiang teased: "You don't have to send food to my house, I still invite you to eat a flower roll, but if you eat too much, you won't be able to drink soup later." As he spoke, Mu Xiang opened a small pot.

The pot had been placed in the corner, and there was no fire burning, let alone hot steam. But just when she lifted the pot, a fresh fragrance came to her nose, the kitchen was already small, and the fragrance was strong, so the three people and one dog, including Tang Mo, smelled it.

Hei Bao struggled to jump out of Mu Lang's arms, walked on his fat short calves, ran to the side of the small pot, and wagged his tail at Mu Xiang.

"What kind of soup is this, it's so fragrant," Tang Mo completely turned into a curious baby and stretched out his head to look.

Mu Xiang unceremoniously closed the lid of the pot, "This is soft-shelled turtle soup, I picked up a soft-shelled turtle in the pond behind me yesterday, and I killed the stewed soup to drink," she said with the process of making soup, at least she wouldn't tell him now. Wild soft-shelled turtle, at least in ancient times, few people use it to make soup, on the one hand, the soft-shelled turtle is shell before and after, which is not enough resources for the ancients, how can the soft-shelled turtle have the fragrance of fish meat. Therefore, when ordinary people catch soft-shelled turtles, they throw them away when they see a small one. It's too big, and I think the meat is also old, and few people are willing to bother and waste condiments to stew soft-shelled turtle.

Tang Mo saw that she was light and light, it was really hard to imagine that a girl's family, slaughtering soft-shelled turtles with a kitchen knife in her hand, was it too cruel?

Feeling Tang Mo's inquiring gaze, Mu Xiang just smiled faintly, and his tone was slightly mocking, "We weren't born with a golden spoon in our mouths, it's good to have a bite to eat, what is it to kill a soft-shelled turtle, if you are hungry, even a tiger can be killed!" ”

Tang Mo knew that he had offended her again, but this soft-shelled turtle soup was indeed very fragrant, "Miss Mu, let's discuss, I'll give you a tael of silver, you can give me a taste of soft-shelled turtle soup, okay?" "At this time, it's better to pay the silver, otherwise he will always eat her family's things, and he won't be happy.

Originally, I thought that Mu Xiang would refuse him, after all, people don't want food, so how can they accept the silver?

Who knows, Mu Xiang nodded happily, "Cheng, just one or two silver and a bowl, for the sake of you coming all the way to my house, it's cheap for you!" ”

Her porcelain bowl is not big, and the bowl is full with a few pieces of soft-shelled turtle shell and some soup. It seems that there is a lot of material, but in fact, most of it is just a shell.

Tang Mo didn't care, he happily took out a tael of silver and put it on the pot table, then took the bowl and drank it.

Mu Xiang also served a bowl to his younger brothers and sisters, and even Heibao had a share, but it was a little less. After all, it's a rare good thing, and it's good to let it taste fresh.

Caiyun saw that everyone had brought the bowl, but her sister didn't move, so she put down her bowl, took the largest bowl from the kitchen, filled a bowl full of soft-shelled turtle soup, and served it to Mu Xiang, "Sister, you are the pillar of our family, so you should eat the most!" ”

Mu Xiang's nose was sour, and this sister sensibly made her feel distressed. Mu Xiang nodded, didn't shirk, took the bowl and ate. The three of them are sisters and brothers, sharing weal and woe, if she doesn't eat, Mu Lang and Caiyun will definitely not use chopsticks.

Tang Mo was drinking soft-shelled turtles with taste, and when he heard the conversation between their sisters, his eyes slowly dimmed. Thinking of his brothers, in order to fight for power, they did not hesitate to use the next three bad means, and plotted against each other, turned against each other, and had long lost the feelings of childhood.

The family affection of the Mu family's sisters and brothers in front of him made him look very dazzling. He put down the bowl, his face was a little gloomy, "I'm done eating, it's not too early, you eat slowly, Miss Mu, the matter of our cooperation is decided, it's raining these days, and when it's sunny for a few days, I'll come again!" He took two steps, then turned back to her and said, "The soft-shelled turtle soup you made is very fresh!" With that, he walked away without looking back.

Mu Xiang saw that his face had become ugly, and knew that the eldest young master was in a bad mood, so he didn't say much, and only sent him to the door. The only thing that has been finalized now is to dry chrysanthemums, and I don't know when this rain will come. She thought that when the rain was light in the evening, she would go down the mountain to pick chrysanthemums.

In fact, dried chrysanthemums are not sun-dried, but dried in a ventilated and dry place. But looking at the two simple rooms of her house, where can there be a separate space? ――

Off topic -

Today because the timing is wrong, so the time is a little late, from tomorrow, the time will not change, 7 o'clock in the morning, 1 o'clock in the afternoon, one chapter each!