At this time, sugar is a precious substance, one is because the sugar extraction technology is not pure, and the other is that the output is very small, so the sweetness of sugar is not high.

When Liu Chenxing baked and produced, he considered that it was not good to eat too much sugar, and Shen Zhongyi was a man, even if people at the time because sugar was a precious thing at the moment, and the general public, regardless of gender, age and youth, were addicted to sugar, Shen Zhongyi was not an ordinary public, but a privileged class, sugar was eaten if he wanted, and there was no sense of scarcity of sugar among ordinary people, most of whom did not like to eat sweets like most modern men, so the amount of sugar was moderate when making cakes, and it could even be called bland and tasteless for modern people.

However, the taste buds of the ancients have not been invaded by all kinds of heavy oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and the taste is naturally more bland, so the bland sweetness may be just right.

Although he is not very interested in Shen Zhongyi, the return gift that can be given is already a lot cheaper, and the finale cake still has to consider the other party's preferences as much as possible, this gift mille-feuille cake, Liu Chenxing still carefully thought about the ratio and made corresponding adjustments, such as a return gift cake for the Li family, which is slightly sweeter than the one given to Shen Zhongyi, because women generally like sweets more than men.

As Liu Chenxing estimated, Shen Zhongyi forked a piece of mille-feuille cake and sent it to his mouth, only to feel that the mille-feuille skin was cold and tough, which tasted much better than other pasta dishes he had eaten, at least better than the cold noodles he tasted in summer, that is, the cold noodles eaten by modern people, and although he was not interested in the soufflé inside, he didn't feel unpalatable, not to mention that the soufflé with a mille-feuille and a toughness and softness, the two complemented each other, this is a sweet that has never been seen on the market, Shen Zhongyi has a hunch that if Liu Chenxing opens a pastry shop, It is quite likely that it will become popular in Chang'an like her hot pot restaurant.

In his heart, he had a good evaluation of Liu Chenxing's mille-feuille cake, and Shen Zhongyi also said in practical action that he might be a little hungry, plus it was a new food that he had never eaten before, so he ate it one bite at a time, and unconsciously ate the mille-feuille cake on a plate the size of an adult man's palm.

In the end, I was afraid that Shen Zhongyi would think that the mille-feuille cake was too sweet, Gao San's envoy prepared tea, and saw that Shen Zhongyi had eaten it all one bite at a time, and couldn't help but be stunned again, so he hurriedly bent down and handed over the tea on the case, and asked, "King, the cake has sugar, but do you want water to rinse your mouth?" ”

Shen Zhongyi shook his head and said, "No, this pastry is not very sweet, just tea." As he spoke, he took the tea, took two or three sips, removed the cake flavor in his mouth, put down the tea cup on the table, and then asked, "What are the other gifts that the Liu family sent today?" ”

Gao San's envoy bowed to the side and replied: "On the fifth day of the fifth month of the fifth month, we should eat corn corn on the festival, and we should eat the longevity threads woven with colorful silk threads, decorative ribbons, etc., and there are two cakes made by Liu Nushi herself, one is the mille-feuille cake that the king just ate, and the other is a steamed cake. ”

Speaking of this, Gao San's words were stunned, and seeing that he said in such detail, Shen Zhongyi had not interrupted, so he knew it in his heart, and then told him one by one: "Except for the king's food, there is still more than half of the mille-feuille cake left, but according to Liu Nushi's instructions, even if this mille-feuille cake is placed in the ice cellar, it is best to eat it within three days, and it is advisable to eat it as an afternoon snack." As for the steamed cake, Liu Nushi said that it should not be stored at room temperature for more than three days, and if it is placed in the ice cellar, it should be up to five days, and this steamed cake is suitable for consumption. ”

After finishing speaking, seeing that Shen Zhongyi did not have any impatience between his eyebrows, Gao Sanenvoy silently looked in his eyes, then lowered his eyelids, and stood aside respectfully waiting for orders.

Shen Zhongyi thought of the mille-feuille cake that he had never seen just now, and he was a little curious about the steamed cake made by Liu Chenxing.

Since Liu Chenxing sent two cakes, these two cakes must be very different, focusing on novelty, and the mille-feuille cake has a cold bast taste, so I don't know what the steamed cake looks like.

But according to Liu Chenxing's name cake for this pastry, you know that the word "steamed" for steamed cakes shows that its method is the same as the common pastries now, which are steamed.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhongyi suddenly smiled, and he actually thought about a food.

It seems that no matter what Liu Chenxing does, he can be unexpected, he used to look like a quiet person, but as an excessive official of the History Museum, he also got off the horse and let himself gain a foothold in the History Museum, but he still refused to give up, and he had to go on the fold, not hesitating to offend Cui Xiang.

After thinking about it like this, he found that he thought he knew everything about Liu Chenxing, but it didn't seem to be the case, Shen Zhongyi frowned slightly.

At that moment, he wanted to take a look at the steamed cake, so Shen Zhongyi ordered: "Since the steamed cake is suitable for morning food, a steamed cake will be served tomorrow morning." ”

Hearing that Shen Zhongyi really said that he was going to eat steamed cakes in the morning, Gao Sanji couldn't hold back the shock in his heart anymore and looked up in surprise.

Seeing this, Shen Zhongyi looked at Gao San's envoy lightly and said, "What's wrong?" ”

Gao San's face was shocked, he lowered his head, and said: "There will be a Duanyang banquet tomorrow, the king will enter the palace to pick up the saint, and he will accompany the saint to use the morning food, which will also use steamed cakes in the mansion......" After a pause, Fang said: "I'm afraid it won't take much to enter the palace." ”

Listening to Gao San's mention of tomorrow's Duanyang banquet, Shen Zhongyi couldn't help but think of the words of the tailor lady the day before yesterday, and a lady with red makeup unconsciously appeared in front of him, his phoenix eyes closed slightly, and when he opened it again, his eyes were clear, and then he said: "I don't need much in the palace, just prepare a steamed cake tomorrow morning." ”

Gao San's envoy received the order.

Shen Zhongyi instructed again: "This cake is a rare thing, although it took three days to spoil, but it is estimated that it tastes good in the first two days, and it is a pity to waste it if you can't eat it." In this way, Ah Chuan likes sweets, you cut half of the mille-feuille cake and steamed cake and send it to him, and then prepare a small portion for me tomorrow morning, and you can take the rest and taste it. ”

I was surprised so much, and when I heard this, Gao San's envoy came out of the palace again, and he was already unfazed, and bowed down and received the order from the goodness: "Thank you for the food." ”

Shen Zhongyi glanced at the plates that were already empty on the long case, and said, "Remove them, don't let people disturb Shen Zhengqian." After giving the order, he got up, sat down in front of the bookcase under the left window of the study, and took a book and looked at it.

Gao San's envoy knew that Shen Zhongyi wanted to read a book or handle official business, so he didn't dare to disturb, so he didn't let the maid come in and remove the plates, personally served the tray, and stepped back quietly on tiptoe.

There was a soft "squeak" and the door shut.

One room in the study is cool, but the other room is silent.

Shen Zhongyi raised his phoenix eyes from the scroll he was holding, and in front of his mind, there was a woman with red makeup standing gracefully.

Tomorrow's Duanyang feast......

He wanted to see how he could be distracted again and again.

Shen Zhongyi's phoenix eyes were cold.