"Yes." Hearing this, Fuyun did not hesitate, and directly brought the pastry to Jiang Huan.

"Eat." Jiang Huan smiled at Qianying, "It's going to be better for a while before we go back, if you don't eat a little to pad your stomach, I won't give you money to let you go to the restaurant to eat." ”

Speaking is better than singing.

Zhuang Qing smiled.

But if people really didn't eat, and then when they went back, they would be shameless... Ah no, he showed a pitiful expression, and begged Jiang Huan to take him to the restaurant for dinner, and he didn't agree to him in a second.

Qianying's face was red and white for a while, he lowered his eyes, walked to Jiang Huan in three steps and two steps, and picked up the pastries on the table as quickly as he could, and tasted them in a big gulp.

"Huh." Seeing Zhuang Qing like this, Jiang Huan sneered lightly, but quickly returned to normal.

Jiang Huan's taste is on the heavy side, and his favorite is spicy and salty. I didn't have much interest in this kind of food that "I feel very sweet when I look at things", but when Fuyun said that he wanted to make pastries, he also agreed, and others would be disappointed if they made pastries on purpose but didn't eat them.

Thinking of this, Jiang Huan took a sip of tea, picked up the pastries on the table with one finger, and ate them in small bites.

"What do you think it tastes like?"

Fuyun looked at him cautiously, as if Jiang Huan said something bad, and she would cry immediately.

"Not bad." Jiang Huan said sincerely, "It's delicious and fragrant." ”

"Really?" There was a smile on Fuyun's face, "If Lord Jiang likes it, eat a little more." ”

"Okay." Jiang Huan bowed slightly, and agreed. Of course, his promise is only superficial, as for whether to eat or not, this is another matter.

After all, he has a long-standing habit of not liking sweets, and it is absolutely impossible for him to become fond of sweets just because of a word.

So, a very strange thing happened in Zhuang Qing's house.

Qianying was desperately eating pastries there, while Jiang Huan and Zhuang Qing watched him eat with a playful face. As for Fuyun, he put all his thoughts on Jiang Huan's sentence just now that the food was delicious, so he didn't care about Qianying's fierce eating method that could be compared to beasts.

It wasn't until Qianying finished eating that Zhuang Qing and the two of them withdrew their gaze.

Because their gaze was retracted and timely, Qianying did not notice the stupid gaze of Zhuang Qing and the others.

Fortunately, Qianying still had a little bit of reason, and instead of dancing in front of people, she pretended to look at Jiang Huan calmly, and said again: "Childe, this pastry tastes really good, it is even better than the kitchen in our yard."

"That's it." Before Jiang Huan could speak, he heard Zhuang Qing say: "Aunt Fuyun's craftsmanship is the best among our group!" The pastries she made made her mouth watery for a long time, and she still wanted to eat them. I'll tell you, that nasty butler in our kitchen was conquered by Aunt Fuyun's pastries. ”

"Young Master, you're exaggerating." Fuyun was a little embarrassed by Zhuang Qing, and the roots of his ears turned red, and he said, "Where are my pastries as delicious as you say."

"My aunt laughed." Zhuang Qing already had a good impression of this aunt who watched him grow up, and praised him when he got an opportunity, knowing that he would make people red-faced before he gave up.

"My aunt is a natural cook, and she makes things that people can't forget after taking a bite."

"I can't forget it." Jiang Huan echoed and said, "The two of us have been outside the palace for too long, and we should go back." So, goodbye. ”

"Are you leaving?" When Fuyun heard what Jiang Huan said, he said in surprise, "But the slave maid doesn't seem to have eaten enough to see Qianying." In this way, the slave maid is making a little pastry, and let the Thousand Shadow Princesses and the adults bring it back to the Wutong Residence for everyone to eat, what do you think? ”

Everyone has said so, and it's so obvious, if you don't make sense, wouldn't it be too much to not let Qianying take things back and give them to Mu Ling?

Jiang Huan's mind is too delicate, and he is also a master who is easy to think too much. Seeing Fuyun say this, there are no less than a hundred possibilities in his heart.

After a few seconds, he coughed lightly and said embarrassedly, "Then it's tiring."

"It's not troublesome, it's not troublesome at all." Some people like things they make themselves, and Fuyun likes them too late, so naturally they can't find it troublesome.

"Lord Jiang, please wait here for a while, the slave will be here soon." Fuyun said and hurriedly ran out. Ten minutes later, she walked in with a small bag.

"My lord, this is a pastry made by the slave maid, you can put it away," Fuyun gave him the bag and said, "Because the time is too rushed, the slave and maid don't make a lot." I just made some begonia cake peony cake and the like, which may not be enough for five people. Uh, my lord, you should look at the points first, if it is really not enough, then tell my young master. After the young master tells the slave maid, the slave and maid will prepare pastries for the adult. ”

In fact, there are no five, only four of them eat. Oh no, only three to be exact.

After all, he didn't know the newcomer well, and he didn't know what people were going to eat, and he wasn't idle enough to go out of his way to bring food to an unfamiliar person.

"Thank you." Jiang Huan took the pastry made by Fuyun and said goodbye to Zhuang Qing. After a series of procedures, he finally left Zhuang Qing's courtyard with Qianying and embarked on a journey back to the palace.

The other end.

"Childe, the things here are good." As if she hadn't eaten in eight lifetimes, she just walked out of the house and ate the pastry in her hand. That look, it seems that he doesn't take the things that should pay attention to demeanor in the public at all.

Oh, I almost forgot, Chikage has never had a demeanor, and there is no need to pay attention to those unwarranted demeanors.

Jiang Huan thought about it, his heart was much more balanced, and he just watched Qianying eat, and didn't say anything, just looked at it like this.

Not only him, but the people on the street all stopped and looked at Jiang Huan with a foolish look. No, it's looking at the foodie Qianying.

Jiang Huan didn't care about other people's eyes, and when he saw the others stop, he looked at them with his own eyes, and he didn't care, but walked by himself.

As for Chikage, although he likes to eat pastries, he also understands the truth of other people who want to share good things.

No, he didn't continue to eat after eating one or two pieces, but put the things in his arms and returned to the palace.

"Childe, do you need pastries? , if you don't need it, I'll go find Mu Ling for a few. ”

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