Chapter Ninety-Three: Preparing for the Tea Feast

"Grandma......" Mo Hongfeng called out weakly, looking at Mrs. Mo who didn't trust him with a very sad look, and a grievance in his heart.

Does he look like a man who will abandon his own woman?

"Grandma, grandson, please ask you for something."

"What's the matter? Let's hear it. Say yes or no, I'll talk about it after listening. ”

"Grandma hopes that grandma will not casually involve Tianyu in our family's affairs, even if one day grandchild is interested in her, grandchild will fight for it." Mo Hongfeng said with a serious face, that attitude was extremely serious, so that Mrs. Mo couldn't refuse.

"That's it, children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and I don't participate in the affairs between you. However, I have a good impression of this little girl, and I will definitely attend tomorrow's tea party. You can't stop me. Although Mrs. Mo agreed to Mo Hongfeng's request, she did not forget to put forward her own request.

"This grandson will not object, even if you don't say it, I will beg you to grow old. Although he hasn't really tasted the medicinal food in Tianyu's mouth. However, my grandson tried the pastries she instructed the maid to make, and the taste was indescribable, and even I, who didn't usually like pastries, was fascinated. Mo Hongfeng said with a look of nostalgia, and Mrs. Mo was very surprised.

"Is it really as delicious as you say?" Old Madam Mo narrowed her eyes slightly and asked softly.

"Very good indeed. Oh, by the way, I secretly hid a plate of pastries in the previous meditation room before I came, and grandma will talk about it after tasting it if she doesn't believe it. Mo Hongfeng said and called out to the guards waiting outside, and ordered someone to go to the place where Hua Le and the others had stayed before, and brought the green tea rice cake he had stolen.

"Grandma. Give it a try. Mo Hongfeng said that he first stuffed a piece into his mouth, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

It's not the first time that Mrs. Mo has eaten rice cakes. However, with a hint of tea fragrance, the emerald green rice cake is the first time I have seen it. I also tasted it.

But it was this bite that Mrs. Mo fell in love with this pastry, and without waiting for Mo Hongfeng to take the third pastry, she directly snatched a plate and held it in her arms, like a hen guarding her calves, guarding against Mo Hongfeng.

"This pastry tastes good, I tasted the taste of the best Mao Feng, it is very pleasing to me. You must have eaten a lot at the manor. This plate of pastry is mine. Go ahead, it's not too early. Old Madam Mo waved her hand, with a gesture of rushing people.

"My grandson has taken his leave." Mo Hongfeng said and looked at the pastries on Mrs. Mo's plate again, and was a little greedy. However, looking at Old Madam Mo's defensive appearance, he had no hope of eating another piece. But he thought about it, isn't Feng Tianyu going to hold a tea banquet tomorrow, then there will be a lot of pastries tonight, as long as he goes back, I'm afraid he won't have to eat?

Think about it this way. Mo Hongfeng was relieved.

When Mo Hongfeng returned to Xiao'an Town, the servants in the courtyard had already begun to get busy, and the things they were doing were pastries, and Mo Hongfeng's eyes lit up. However, the people in charge of the pastry are all pastry masters of the Mo family, and there is no trace of Feng Tianyu and the others.

Mo Hongfeng found someone and asked the reason. Only then did I know that this pastry was made for Feng Tianyu to choose the pastries needed for tomorrow's tea banquet, as for the red plum. I won't be cooking any dim sum today, but. People bought a lot of ingredients, and those that needed to be soaked overnight had already been put into the bucket and soaked, just waiting for the simmering to start tomorrow morning.

After getting the news that he wanted to know about the Dao, Mo Hongfeng went back to his courtyard to find Xuanyuan Ye, and Mo Hongfeng came back, and the main owner, Er Yuanqi, had already disappeared and retreated into the background.

When Mo Hongfeng came to Feng Tianyu, Feng Tianyu, who already felt that Yuan Qi in front of him was a little strange, couldn't help but glance at Mo Hongfeng a few more times, and then asked, "Yuan Qi, don't you have a twin brother?" Why do I feel that you today give me two different feelings, just like two people. ”

Mo Hongfeng chuckled in his heart, and couldn't help but secretly say that he had a keen perception, and he found that there were different people before and after.

"Madam said with a smile, Yuan Qi has no brothers." Mo Hongfeng responded, trying to make himself behave like the deity.

"Forget it, whether you have it or not, as long as you keep me safe during this time, I don't care about that. By the way, I will give you a task today, and I will help you taste the pastries that will be delivered from the kitchen later, and choose some pastries that taste the best for me to serve as pastries for tomorrow's tea feast. ”

"Listen to Madame, all the pastries tomorrow will be in charge of the Mo family's pastry chef?" Mo Hongfeng couldn't help but ask.

"I can't say exactly how many people will come, but there are a lot of types of pastries, and with Hongmei and I can't get so many even if we go into battle in person, it's better to use a ready-made pastry master. Except for the green tea rice cake and rose crystal cake, which will be prepared separately by Hongmei, the other pastries will not be used. My main purpose is still in the area of medicinal food cups. Feng Tianyu's words had just fallen, and Steward Li in the courtyard led a group of servants to carry three large wooden boxes.

"Madam, find the style of the plate you have asked for, and see which one you want." As soon as Steward Li's voice fell, the boxes were opened, and the plates wrapped in paper balls were placed on the long cases in the courtyard, large and small, square or round or flower and bird styles, and in the blink of an eye, a box was empty, and the desk was also full.

Feng Tianyu walked over and took a few looks, picked a few styles and let Hongmei put on the Eight Immortals table with a white tablecloth on one side, and then removed the plate left behind and replaced it with the plate in another box.

"Steward Li, you should write down these styles first, and then prepare the shares of nine tables according to the same number, by the way, these five tall plates of different sizes only need to prepare three portions each, and the others are set according to the previous number." After Feng Tianyu explained this, he let Steward Li take the booklet and began to outline the style of the porcelain plates placed on the table and mark the required quantity, but after a short while, he had already marked it, saluted and left.

Mo Hongfeng and Xuanyuan Ye stood aside to see it, not to mention, after those plates were placed by Feng Tianyu, they were pleasing to the eye, especially the tower-shaped stacked of five tall plates of different sizes, which was enough to become the focus of the tea banquet.

Feng Tianyu's placement mode is naturally according to the Western buffet format, otherwise it will be a waste of those beautiful Mojia porcelain.

After another half an hour, the pastries from the kitchen began to be delivered one after another. I have to say that the pastry chef of this Mo family is really good, and it is not comparable to a novice like Hongmei.

At least in terms of the delicacy of pastries, red plums are not as good as others.

The Mo family's pastries were no stranger to Mo Hongfeng, if it weren't for Feng Tianyu's request, he would have tasted it at most and wouldn't touch it.

Now after eating my own pastries, although this pastry is more exquisite than the pastries of Hongmei Lane, but the taste is less than the feeling of being unstoppable by others.

Could it be that the Mo family's pastries are so bad? Even if it looks good, it can't compare to the pastries that people make casually?

Mo Hongfeng gave an evaluation while eating, but he couldn't help but have such a thought in his heart.

Feng Tianyu himself was very dedicated to giving a proper evaluation to each pastry from taste to appearance, because he was serious, he didn't notice that the four people except Hongmei looked careless when eating pastries, and even frowned from time to time, but he still endured giving a pertinent evaluation, leaving some pastries that he had tried and had some desirable advantages.

I have tasted more than 100 kinds of pastries, one kind of small bite, more than 100 kinds, and my stomach is also a little full, and I have eaten all these pastries.

The unqualified ones were returned, and even so, forty-nine of the more than a hundred were left.

On average, all six people left eight flavors of pastries. A total of 27 pastry plates will be left for tomorrow's tea party, which means that in addition to the green tea rice cake and rose crystal cake, there are still 25 places to choose from.

After Feng Tianyu removed twenty-four of the existing forty-nine kinds of pastries and ordered them to be removed, he asked the maids who had been waiting to come forward and instructed them to put the pastries on the corresponding plates, and carefully remembered the position and shape of the pastries.

After the empty disk was placed with all kinds of snacks, it was a sight to behold, but after eating so many pastries just now, no one was interested in eating them, even if they were beautiful.

"Madam, do you want the stewed soup to be delivered now? Or wait until after dinner? ”

"Are you all right? Send it directly, as for dinner......" Feng Tianyu looked at everyone, "Dinner is postponed until three o'clock." ”

"No." The maid was ordered to leave.

About a stick of incense, a row of twelve maids, each holding a tray in their hands, two one-person purple sand stew pots were placed in the tray, just look at the number of six people at the moment, that is also a soup for four people.

Although Mo Hongfeng's stomach is only a little swollen, if he drinks these soups, wouldn't it be ......

Not to mention Mo Hongfeng, even the calm Xuanyuan Ye changed his face slightly.

Looking at the reactions of several people, he knew that the Dao would be like this, Feng Tianyu got up and looked at the stew pots, selected the soup that everyone should eat and distributed it over, and retreated from the maids who were waiting.

"This is a recipe for 24 soups, each with a different effect. Yuan Qi, Yuan Jiu, the eight flavors in front of you are specially prepared for men, not only have the effect of strengthening the body, aphrodisiac and tonifying the kidneys, but also have a lot of benefits for you martial arts practitioners, as for the specifics, you taste it yourself. If it doesn't suit your appetite, just taste it, and I don't object to it. ”

Mo Hongfeng, who was originally a little unhappy, heard Feng Tianyu's words, and immediately became interested, but he was not busy moving. (To be continued......)

PS: The first update is complete, and the second update is to be continued~