"Auntie, you get up first." Lin Yunran helped her up, "Don't worry, I'll make this pastry, why don't you let me make it and send it to the prince?" ”

She was looking for a chance to contact Long Zhaolin, wouldn't this be a great opportunity?

"Even if you know how to make it, the taste will not be the same as Gui Fangzhai's, the prince likes to eat soft and glutinous red bean paste, and the people of Gui Fangzhai have to boil red beans since they got up in the morning, and they can have such a filling for several hours. And that puff pastry, where can you make it? ”

Aunt Li obviously didn't believe that she would have such an ability.

Lin Yunran was suspicious of herself by what she said, but then she thought that it was just red bean cake, how difficult could it be?

She had also learned to make pastries before, and maybe the red bean crisp she made could be even better than Gui Fangzhai's.

"If the eldest mother doesn't believe it, I can make a copy for the eldest mother to taste first. Without further ado, let's go buy what we need first. Lin Yunran took Aunt Li to buy all the materials she needed, and then went to the palace with him.

With Aunt Li with her, it is not difficult to enter the palace.

As soon as Lin Yunran arrived in the kitchen, he was busy, soaking the red beans in warm water until soft, then grinding them little by little, and then putting them on the stove and boiling them over the fire.

The reason why Gui Fangzhai's red beans need to be boiled for so long is because Gui Fangzhai has to make more than one red bean crisp.

Lin Yunran only needs to make one serving, so this red bean only takes half an hour to boil.

In the meantime, she has already rolled out the puff pastry.

Wrap the red bean paste in puff pastry and fry it slowly over low heat, and soon, the red bean pastry is ready.

Aunt Li looked at the red bean cake she brought, her eyes widened, she couldn't believe that the red bean cake made by Lin Yunran could be no different from Gui Fangzhai's in appearance, and she couldn't see any difference.

She picked up a piece, put it in her mouth and took a bite, the skin was crispy, the red bean paste was fragrant and glutinous, not sweet and greasy at all, and it was a little more delicious than Gui Fangzhai's.

"It's delicious, how did you do that?" Aunt Li's hanging heart was put down at once.

"It's just that I learned how to make pastries with my mother before, so I know how to make them. It's just that my mother fell ill later, and the family's money was gone, so I didn't have the heart to make pastries anymore. Lin Yunran looked embarrassed to be praised.

Aunt Li found Gui Fangzhai's box and put the red bean crisp in it, "I'll send it." You've just come here, so it's best not to let the prince see you. ”

Lin Yunran nodded, she was not in a hurry at this time, there were still many opportunities.

Aunt Li walked to the study with the red bean cake, Long Zhaolin was reading the secret letter inside at the moment, and when she saw someone coming, she put the things aside and put them aside.

"Lord Wang, the red bean cake has been bought." Aunt Li presented the red bean crisp, and Long Zhaolin only glanced at the box and frowned.

The box had obviously been knocked over, with many bump marks.

Even if the box is bumped like this, can the pastry inside still be good?

Aunt Li saw the change of Long Zhaolin's god (情qíng), and her heart arrived

Throat eyes.

She knew that the person in front of her must have seen that there was something wrong with the box.

Fortunately, there is no problem with the red bean crisp inside, otherwise she would be afraid that she would be unable to escape today.

Long Zhaolin opened the box and unexpectedly found that the red bean crisp inside was intact, he took a piece and took a bite after confirming that there was no problem.

With just one bite, he could be sure that this was not Gui Fangzhai's red bean crisp.

But this red bean crisp is more delicious, the puff pastry is crispier, the filling is softer and glutinous, and it melts in your mouth.

"Where did you buy this red bean crisp?" Long Zhaolin couldn't help asking.

Aunt Li knew that she would definitely not be able to hide it, so she said honestly: "This was not bought by the slave, but made by the newly recruited cook of the slave." ”

"Do you know that all the people employed in this palace must be seen by this king. You actually found a cook girl privately? "If it weren't for the fact that this red bean crisp is really delicious, Long Zhaolin would have lost his temper at this time.

Of course, Aunt Li also knew this, and hurriedly said: "She originally didn't want to be a cook, but there was a seriously ill mother in the family who needed money to treat her illness, so she agreed to come here with me." She had just entered the mansion, so she hadn't had time to see the prince yet. ”

"Why are you carrying her red bean pastry? What about Gui Fangzhai's red bean crisp? Long Zhaolin still felt that there was something strange in this.

Aunt Li said tremblingly: "On the way back, the slave accidentally fell, dropped the pastry to the ground, and shattered. The slave maid immediately went back to buy it, but the red bean cake was already sold out.

The slave knew how much the prince liked to eat red bean crisp, so she could only sit on the side of the road and cry. It just so happened that she came over and asked me what happened (情qíng), and then told me that she could make red bean crisp. The slave let her try. ”

Long Zhaolin listened to her words and knew that everything was just a coincidence, so his heart calmed down a little.

"Let her come, this king wants to see her." Long Zhaolin commanded.

Aunt Li didn't know what he wanted to do, let alone whether this was a blessing or a curse for Lin Yunran, but Long Zhaolin spoke, and she had no choice but to call Lin Yunran.

Lin Yunran didn't expect Long Zhaolin to see her because of a box of pastries.

She took a deep breath and warned herself to be calm in front of Long Zhaolin, not to be seen by him at all, before she walked to the study with Aunt Li.

Long Zhaolin was sitting inside, and when he saw her come in, she had a delicate face that didn't have much features, and she couldn't remember it at all after taking a look, so she took another look.

"You're the new cook?" He asked this unfazedly, but Lin Yunran heard the suspicion immediately.

She looked extremely scared, and she snorted for a while before saying, "I ......."

Before he said a word, he was pinched by Aunt Li.

"The slave is a new cook, Mu Mu." Lin Yunran replied with a trembling voice.

"Mu Mu? It's a very chic name. Long Zhaolin picked up this name, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

"Thank you for the compliment." Lin Yunran was stunned and took one

sentence, the panicked appearance was seen by Long Zhaolin, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but have a smile.

"Who taught you how to make this red bean cake?" Long Zhaolin felt that she had this skill, even if she went to sell red bean cakes, she would not be poor like this.

But she didn't seem to know how to use her advantage at all.

"If you go back to the prince, the slave will make a lot of pastries, all of which are taught by the mother. After the mother was seriously ill, the slave maid no longer had the heart to do this. Lin Yunran lowered his head, his voice full of sadness.

(End of chapter)