Chapter 419: The Son of Heaven is Filial Piety
Zhu Houzhao opened his eyes wide and looked at his sister motionlessly.
Seeing her laugh, he was actually drunk, and his heart was very satisfied.
Seeing Zhu Xiurong's intoxicated look, Zhu Houzhao was happy in his heart, and kept asking, "Do you like it?" Like it or not? β
Zhu Xiurong looked at him, and didn't hide the joy in his heart, and nodded very simply: "I like it." β
"Is brother good to you?" Zhu Houzhao was happy.
The old party just has a way, make a pastry, and it can have this miraculous effect.
"Good!" Zhu Xiurong replied crisply, without the slightest drag.
Zhu Houzhao was excited, and danced with his hands: "Only now do you know that my brother is good to you?" β
Zhu Xiurong was thoughtful, a little distracted, still concentrating, looking at this cake, it was suddenly abrupt.
"Girl, are you crying?"
Zhu Xiurong was stunned, but found that his eyes were slightly red.
Zhu Houzhao saw his sister like this, blinked, and the corners of his eyes were a little moist, this is a sister of a mother's compatriots, it may be the future, his only relative in this world, seeing Zhu Xiurong's tearful eyes, Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but say: "Don't cry, sister, how can you be so decent, you are crying." β
Zhu Xiurong wiped away his tears, sniffed, and choked: "Brother, you are so good to me." β
"Of course." Zhu Houzhao looked triumphant: "I'm just you a girl, no matter how bad you are, I love you." β
"......" Zhu Xiurong couldn't help it, and wanted to sue again.
Zhu Houzhao took the dagger excitedly: "Come, come, come, cut the cake first." β
As he spoke, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be a ritual missing.
Busy is to turn around and call: "Liu Jin, where are the candles?" β
"Come on...... Here it ......."
Liu Jin was busy on this cake, carefully inserted a few small candles, lit the candles, and ran away excitedly, extinguishing the lights in all corners of the hall.
The lights are flickering, under this candlelight, Zhu Xiurong's pretty face looks particularly attractive, hanging her head slightly, the firelight is reflected in the depths of her eyes, and her eyes are still staring at the eight characters of 'If you are well, it will be a sunny day', biting her thin lips.
Zhu Houzhao urged with a serious face: "Make a wish, make a wish, and put out the candle, this wish is very spiritual." β
"Xu ...... Wish? β
"Close your eyes, quick!" Zhu Houzhao salivated in his mouth, he ...... Hungry.
Zhu Xiurong lowered his eyes, indescribably solemn.
"Thinking about your own wishes, think about what you want most at this moment, whether you want to go to the border town, take a knife and straddle a horse, and cut off the heads of the Tatars on the yellow sand. Or, do you want to ......?"
Zhu Xiurong closed his eyes, and unconsciously appeared in his mind some scenes that could be described, but could not be said to others.
On his face, there was a hint of Hao Ran's shyness, and he opened his eyes timidly slightly, as if he wanted to hide something, and he was busy gently blowing the candle.
The temple was plunged into darkness all at once.
With this layer of protective color, Zhu Xiurong felt at ease, but immediately, the eunuchs lit the lights in the hall, so that she was under the lights again.
Zhu Houzhao wanted to know Zhu Xiurong's mind very much, so he couldn't help but ask: "Sister, what wish did you make?" β
"I ......" Zhu Xiurong was a little stunned.
Zhu Houzhao suddenly thought of something, and was busy knocking on his head, and couldn't help but sigh: "I'm so stupid, my wish is not allowed to be told to anyone, and if I say it, it won't work." Well, don't say, don't say, I won't listen to what I say, okay, let's eat cake. β
As he spoke, he took a dagger and slipped the cake open.
Zhu Xiurong saw that those eight words were broken by Zhu Houzhao's decomposition, and his heart was about to break.
Zhu Houzhao carefully put the cake on the plate and sent it to Zhu Xiurong, as if offering a treasure: "Sister, you come and taste it." β
Zhu Xiurong took the plate, looked at the cake on it, gently scooped it with a small spoon, and carefully put the cake in his mouth.
Suddenly, a sweet and fluffy smell began to stimulate the tip of her tongue and taste buds, which was a very strange feeling, very ...... Delicious!
"It's delicious." The corners of Zhu Xiurong's eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles.
She could almost imagine that the owner of this pastry must have spent countless thoughts on this, sweet and warm in her heart.
"I knew it." Zhu Houzhao cut off pieces of pastries and sent them to the Zhou family, Emperor Hongzhi and Empress Zhang.
Before there was no fresh yeast, all pastries were solid.
The biggest problem with solid pastries is that although it is easy to quench people's hunger, the taste is much worse and easy to dry and hard.
Because of this, when people eat pastries, they have to drink them with tea, otherwise, it will be difficult to swallow.
Even many people eat steamed cakes, but they also need to soak the dry and hard steamed cakes first to soften, and then eat them in one bite.
Probably...... It's like eating mush.
The terrible thing about fresh yeast is that it can make all pasta swell, not only can make the food soft and delicious, but also more conducive to eating, therefore, after the appearance of fresh yeast in the East, the steamed bread in the eyes of later generations came into being, and the steamed bread instantly became a staple food and swept the world.
In the West, people learned the art of making and cultivating yeast from the Egyptians, and as a result, bread became a staple food, which continues to this day.
Emperor Hongzhi took a bite of the cake, and suddenly felt that the taste was long and had a unique flavor, and he couldn't help but bow his head: "When did Fang Jifan learn to cook again." β
"He did it for his protΓ©gΓ© Tang Yin, saying that Tang Yin's birthday was coming, so he tossed this cake out."
Zhu Houzhao said with a smile.
While eating, Emperor Hongzhi secretly said in his heart, it is so sweet, what kind of father can this child be born, and he is better than others in everything.
Even the food here is more varied than that of professional chefs, and it tastes good.
Zhu Xiurong's pretty nose wrinkled slightly, but he still smiled.
She didn't believe what Zhu Houzhao said, not to mention, Fang Jifan would definitely not tell the truth.
Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help but say, "Really? Unexpectedly, I have only heard that Fang Jifan is harsh on his protΓ©gΓ©s, but I never expected that there was this side, this cake is very sweet and has a unique flavor. β
Zhu Xiurong lowered his head to eat, chewed slowly, and listened attentively to the gossip of Emperor Hongzhi's father and son.
Zhu Houzhao said with a straight face: "Father, Fang Jifan is a little stricter with his protΓ©gΓ©s, but there is a sentence that is not good, the so-called son does not teach, father and son pass, the teaching is not strict, and the teacher is also falling." β
"Really? Do you know that? Emperor Hongzhi looked at Zhu Houzhao strangely, his eyes were deep and bottomless.
"Why don't you know, my father really thinks that his sons don't know anything." Zhu Houzhao was a little unconvinced.
Today is different from before, now that the Empress Dowager and Empress Zhang are here, Zhu Houzhao is full of confidence.
Emperor Hongzhi was stunned, so he lowered his head and ate a bite of the cake, while saying, "It's good if you can understand." β
Zhu Houzhao said: "Erchen naturally understands. β
The Empress Dowager is old, and her teeth have long been gone, so she can only eat some porridge and water, and when she saw everyone eating the cake, she smiled in her heart, and a eunuch held the cake in front of her, and she waved her hand.
Seeing this, Zhu Houzhao immediately spoke: "Great-grandmother, you have to taste it too, and you will be happy." β
Zhou just shook his head: "The mourning family is old, how can you gnaw it, you can eat." β
"It's fluffy." Zhu Houzhao's eyes widened, and he said seriously: "Great-grandmother will know if you try it." β
Emperor Hongzhi suddenly remembered Zhou, he looked at the fluffy cake, thoughtful.
Ordinary food is too hard, even if it is soft, it is often sticky to the teeth, but this cake is soft and delicious, melts in the mouth, but it is not sticky to the teeth, he couldn't help but say: "Please give it a try." β
Zhou hesitated.
Sometimes if she eats something too hard, her teeth hurt badly, and with this experience, she is a little wary of any food.
Usually, for the Empress Dowager's meal, the imperial dining room can be said to have made great efforts to boil porridge for the Empress Dowager to drink, but no matter how many tricks have changed, this cooked rotten food will inevitably be greasy.
As Sun Chen, Emperor Hongzhi had already seen it in his eyes, and he didn't mention it, because he was afraid that the Zhou family would be sad and touch the pain point, but now, ...... All of a sudden, he lost the heart to eat cake.
No matter how delicious the cake is, it can't match Zhou's smile.
So, he gently scooped a little cake with a spoon, dipped this small piece of cake with a little cream very carefully, and personally stepped forward to hand it to Zhou.
"Grandmother Huang gave it a try."
Zhou hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but say, "I'm afraid that my teeth will hurt again when I arrive." β
However, seeing Emperor Hongzhi's eagerly looking forward to it, Zhu Xiurong, as a birthday star, seemed to be looking forward to something, so he smiled: "Let's go, let's give it a try." β
Emperor Hongzhi no longer hesitated and fed the cake to Zhou's mouth.
Zhou looked very careful, the entrance of this cake, a long-lost sweetness, the instant entrance, stimulating the tip of the tongue, Zhou's eyes were closed, almost afraid to use his teeth, but as soon as he entered the mouth, sure enough, the small piece of cake became soft in an instant, but the soft feeling suddenly entered her heart.
I swallowed slightly, and the smell of creamy and sweet stuff had already entered my throat.
After eating porridge and water for a few years, in other people's words, she, the old lady, has enjoyed thousands of blessings, but everything in the world is cold and warm.
The older I get, the more my teeth fall out, and I don't dare to go out what I wanted to eat before, and I don't dare to try the food I liked in the past.
Now, don't say it's a cake, it's an ordinary osmanthus cake, the old lady still thinks about it, but she doesn't dare to eat it, for fear of discomfort, so the taste stimulation brought to her by this cake is not only magnified ten times, but a hundred times, a thousand times.
Suddenly, Zhou opened his eyes and looked at Emperor Hongzhi, Empress Zhang, Zhu Houzhao, and Zhu Xiurong all looking at him motionlessly.
Zhou's lips swooped, and subconsciously, he licked a little cream from his lips, and said unsatisfactorily: "It's really delicious and sweet, delicious!" β