After Meng Wei and the three of them washed the petals and put the bamboo basket containing the petals to dry in the sun, Meng Wei began to point out a few people to make pastries with osmanthus flowers.

Although this osmanthus can indeed make a lot of pastries, Meng Wei doesn't have the leisure to make them all, because in addition to osmanthus, there are two other kinds of petals, if you do them all, you can make a table full of things.

Anyway, this petal is almost sunburned, so seal and store it first, and then it will be convenient to eat what you want to eat and then make it directly.

Osmanthus is the most suitable for adding to drinks because of its good aroma, so Meng Wei commanded Zhen'er to make a chilled osmanthus sour plum soup and a crystal osmanthus cake.

As for the chrysanthemum, it is a delicacy mixed with flour, egg whites and other things, and the name is fried chrysanthemum, but the taste is sweet and salty, and Meng Wei simply made both flavors.

As for jasmine, Meng Wei tried to make flower cakes, most of the flower cakes she used to eat were roses, but because the flowering period was over, Meng Wei wanted to use jasmine to make flower cakes and taste it, after all, she also liked this faint jasmine fragrance very much.

When they did it, Aunt Li and the others were going to go back, but Meng Wei stopped them, although this kind of snack is not available yet, as long as they taste it, they hardly need too many superb skills.

It can only be said that they live too comfortably here, not as densely populated as modern times, with intense work and countless delicacies, so if merchants want to make money, they can only keep developing new cuisines to attract the public's mouth.

"Come on, come on, how about you taste these things, if you are afraid that this fried chrysanthemum will catch fire if you eat too much, you can drink some osmanthus sour plum soup, which will clear the fire and cool off."

No more food, just refinement.

A few people saw the whole process of Meng Wei's production, and the lingering fragrance in the air had already made several people swallow their saliva greedily, and now that Meng Wei had spoken, several people were still looking at each other, but Zhen'er pinched a fried chrysanthemum and tasted it first.

"It's sweet, Xiaowei, what I ate is sweet, it's delicious, crisp and sweet, and the aroma of chrysanthemums, I didn't smell it when I washed it just now, but I didn't expect it to smell so good."

Zhen'er opened her cute big eyes, and happily turned around in place with fried chrysanthemums in her hands, like Meng Wei's puppy at home before, seeing you will always wag her tail at you and beg for food, once you eat what you like, she will circle around you a few times, as if she is really shocked by the delicious and want to fly up and let everyone know your joy.

Meng Wei patted Zhen'er's head as amusedly as an elder: "I know that you like to eat sweet, can you taste this cake again, Aunt Li, don't be stunned by the four of you, everyone has helped pick petals for these things, this is the result of everyone's labor together, try it quickly." ”

As she spoke, Meng Wei also picked up a piece of flower cake and tasted it, the outside looked ordinary like the most ordinary ice, but with a bite, the tip of her tongue touched the soft and soft, but mixed with a faint jasmine aroma.

Even if Meng Wei had a successful career before, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is a little rich woman, it stands to reason that after many people make a career, some food, clothing, housing and transportation will gradually change with this identity, and I can't wait to know that you are a successful person at a glance.

But Meng Wei doesn't have so many requirements for anything other than she has higher requirements for eating.

She has also drunk a lot of tea leaves, but she still feels that flower tea is more to her appetite, and jasmine tea is one of them.

I thought that the flower cake made of jasmine petals would not taste very good, after all, it was just a random attempt, but she didn't want it to taste much better than she expected.

Jasmine is more fragrant than roses, and many of the flowers in modern florists are sprayed with perfume on the flowers, in order to amplify the fragrance of the flowers and attract customers, but the real smell is lighter.

Jasmine is used as a fragrance in many places, such as perfumes, shower gels, and aromatherapy.

But even so, the smell of jasmine is refreshing, even if the taste is a little strong, but it is strange and does not have any conflict.

With a 'grunt', Meng Wei swallowed the last bite of the flower cake, feeling refreshed, and the heat that was not by the pot just now dissipated a lot.

Wiping the sweat from her forehead, Meng Wei couldn't wait to take a sip of the chilled osmanthus sour plum juice, but she was sighing in her heart that she was so stupid, sour plum soup is an indispensable drink in summer, she forgot about it, she really shouldn't have it!

I have to say that on a hot summer day, drinking a glass of cold, sweet and sour plum juice suddenly makes people feel a lot more comfortable.

"Wow, this osmanthus cake looks crystal clear, I didn't expect it to be so delicious, although it is sweeter than fried chrysanthemums, but it is sweet but not greasy."

Xiang Zhen'er couldn't bear to eat the osmanthus cake just now, but he didn't expect that he couldn't stop eating it like this.

Not to mention the truth, even Sister-in-law Li only cares about eating this and tasting that, with some eagerness on her face, not to mention the other two little maids.

Because Zhen'er was taken care of by Meng Wei, she was the most idle in the kitchen except for Meng Wei, and Aunt Lin would only assign some things that were very light and not too time-consuming to Zhen'er, so when Meng Wei used to eat pastries, Zhen'er could eat most of them.

But the two of them don't have such a good treatment, although there are many people in the Hou Mansion, they don't eat dry rice, not to mention the continuous rotation, but it is impossible for you to be idle all day, so these two little girls don't do heavy work, but they don't have much leisure time, let alone eat pastries so wantonly.

While eating, there was a sound of talking at the door, Meng Wei and the others turned their heads to look, and saw Aunt Hu and Aunt Xu rubbing their buttocks with one hand, and holding each other with the other, looking like good sisters with a herniated lumbar disc.

As soon as the two of them entered the door, Aunt Hu's nose couldn't help moving, and she wondered why there was a good smell in the air, sweet and sweet, like food, but more of that refreshing aroma, but she didn't want to see Meng Wei and a few people eating at a small table not far from the stove in the next second, but their eyes looked at them together.

Aunt Xu naturally saw this scene, and saw Meng Wei looking at them with curiosity in her eyes, and couldn't help but be annoyed and angry: "What are you looking at?" Haven't seen anyone with back pain? ”

"Yes, you know how to eat every day, and be careful that you can't marry fat in the future!"

Can't get married?

Looking at the resentful look of the two, if Meng Wei thought that these two people were yelling at them just now, then now that the two of them are looking at her so directly, Meng Wei knows that the feelings of these two people are talking about themselves.

Meng Wei, who reacted, raised her eyebrows, looked down at her thin hands like bamboo poles, and the flat airfield with only two nails left, and then looked at the two people with big shoulders and round waists opposite, the meaning in her eyes was very obvious.

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