Although it is the end of summer, Jinling City is still scorching hot. It's only at midnight that you can feel some coolness in the air.

In the hazy night, in the back kitchen of Fengqi Pavilion, there are still a few lights on faintly. There are two figures, one big and one small, but they are extremely busy at the moment. In the huge back kitchen, it was as if a big war had just been experienced, and it was a mess and unsightly.

"Young master, will you do it?"

"I've been with you for an hour, and now that it's about to dawn, you still don't have a clue?"

Xiaocao, dressed in green, rubbed her forehead. Obviously, she has been completely defeated by the grace in front of her, who is like a flower-faced cat.

"Oh, Aunt Xiaocao, don't worry."

"I didn't expect to be so troublesome in making dim sum."

"But I can't blame all this, aren't you the same? Doesn't help at all. ”

Wanwan stretched out her little hand and wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead, she had been busy here for nearly an hour, but she had not made any progress.

Is it really so difficult to just make a serving of osmanthus cake?

"Ugh."

Xiaocao was simply speechless. Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, she can't, poetry and songs, she can't, and female red cooking, she can't. The only thing she can do is to eat it with her mouth.

"Young master, in my opinion, let's go and ask Sister Peony, right?"

"Her skills in making dim sum are the best in Jinling."

Looking at Wanwan, who was sweating and anxious in front of her, Xiaocao suggested to her.

"Hmm."

"It seems that this is the only way."

Wanwan thought about it and nodded in agreement. If there is no one to teach them, only the two of them have no cooking skills, and they can only be greedy, I am afraid that even if they achieve the dawn, they will not be able to make half a portion of osmanthus cake.

There was really no way, so they had to be cheeky and knock on the door of Peony's boudoir.

"Young master, Xiaocao?"

"It's so late, why don't you rest?"

"What have you done here?"

Peony, who was dressed in a white nightdress, opened the door, and her face was still a little hazy and sleepy. She looked at the big and the small in front of her, slightly curious, what did these two people go through just now? Full of colors.

"Aunt Peony."

"Today, Grandma Wu and several aunts are leaving Jinling. Wanwan wants to make a dim sum for them to enjoy on the road. ”

"But, that ......"

"Aunt Peony, you know ......"

Wanwan's little hand tugged at the corner of her clothes, a little embarrassed.

At a young age, she is full of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, knitting female red, and eighteen weapons. However, the cooking skills alone are very unbearable.

It's not that she hasn't learned, but when she gets to the stove, she is always in a hurry, soy sauce and vinegar, salt and sugar, always stupid and can't tell the difference.

After experiencing it a few times, the sisters in Fengqi Pavilion no longer dared to let Wanwan cook. The food she makes, no matter what it looks like, the sisters always need to eat it with a smile on their faces, and they have to stretch out their thumbs from time to time to admire against their hearts.

"Okay."

"Aunt is going to teach you how to do it."

Looking at the embarrassed face, but it was a filial piety, Peony was very pleased. This girl will always be so likable and loved.

*

In the back kitchen, looking at the scene in front of her, Peony was a little suspicious that she was in the wrong place. Pots and pans are everywhere, and all kinds of ingredients are flying around. Is this sure it's the kitchen? And not the battlefield?

"From now on, Wanwan is never allowed to cook."

At this moment, Peony has already made up her mind in her heart, and Wanwan will definitely have no chance with the kitchen in the future.

"Actually, the production of osmanthus cake is not very complicated."

"Wanwan, I'll say it while you do what I ask."

Peony cleaned up a little, and after cleaning, the kitchen was finally able to get a little into the eyes and settle down.

"yes, okay."

Wanwan, who washed her little hands, nodded obediently, she stood in front of the board, and she looked good.

"First of all, the glutinous rice flour and japonica rice flour should be sifted."

"Then add the sugar and slowly stir well with water."

Wanwan did it one by one according to Peony's words, and with Peony explaining from the side, she finally didn't use salt as sugar.

"Wanwan, the cake flour has been stirred evenly enough."

"Next, you can go to the steamer to steam."

"Aunt Peony, how long does it take to steam?"

Wanwan raised her head and asked her curiously.

"About a quarter of an hour, that's enough."

"Xiaocao, make a fire on the stove, you always will?"

Looking at the grass standing aside, idle, Peony asked.

"I will, I will."

Xiaocao pouted lightly and hurriedly replied. What are you kidding, although she doesn't know much other than eating. However, she still knows how to make a fire. Sister Peony, a little tired of looking down on people.

"Then, wrap the cake flour in wet gauze and knead it repeatedly until it becomes smooth and delicate."

"Then gently roll out the cake flour, pull it into a long strip shape, and smear it with some cooked oil."

"There's only one last step left."

"Sprinkle some dried osmanthus and cut it into diamond-shaped pieces."

As the peony narrated one by one, Wanwan's little hands did not stop, and a piece of osmanthus cake with full color and flavor was finally made.

"Hee-hee, Aunt Peony."

"I did it."

Looking at the good-looking osmanthus cake in front of her, Wanwan was very excited.

"It's great."

Peony did not hesitate to praise. But she didn't change her mind in her heart, without her to take care of her, this little girl is better off from the kitchen.

*

In the early morning, the sun rises, Jinling City, like a Jiangnan girl, slowly opens her eyes, revealing her beauty and handsomeness.

Dozens of luxurious carriages, under the surprised eyes of countless men and women, rushed in the direction of the city gate, passed along the street, and slowly left.

"This is the carriage of Fengqi Pavilion."

"How can there be so many?"

"What's going on?"

The mark on the carriage is very conspicuous, it is a phoenix pattern with wings ready to fly, in Jinling City, it can be said to be a household name.

*

Ten miles outside Jinling City, long pavilion.

Dozens of carriages docked here, and the sisters gathered here to say goodbye to each other.

Some sisters stayed in Jinling, some sisters went to Lin'an in the east, some sisters went to Chang'an in the west, and some sisters went north to Qingzhou and Shengjing.

A group of sisters, who used to get along day and night, but after today, they are from now on, and they have all kinds of feelings in their hearts, all of which are very uncomfortable.

The sisters hugged each other in twos and threes, some talking to each other, some weeping, and some standing alone, pretending to be strong......

Wanwan's small and thin figure, holding a food box in her hand, stood aside, but she didn't know what to say at this moment.

All the aunts who are about to leave are all for her, so they will be far away from their homeland and scattered to the end of the world. What virtue does she have, she can win so many aunts, meticulous love and uncomplaining dedication.

Wanwan's beautiful cheeks, tears gently sliding down. She didn't know how many years it would take for these aunts who loved her so much to see them again.

"Young master."

"Don't cry."

Seeing Wanwan crying on the side, all the sisters gathered around. The reluctance is even more unbearable. After they left, they couldn't rest assured that it was this young young master.

"Okay, Wanwan doesn't cry."

Wanwan wiped away her tears casually, looking at the aunts who were about to leave, she gently opened the food box in her hand, and a faint fragrance of osmanthus emanated.

"Wanwan thanks all the aunts for their love, I can't repay it."

"This is what Wanwan did with her own hands last night."

"Take you on the road to eat."

The sisters looked at the delicate and beautiful osmanthus cakes in the food box, and they were very pleased, but they diluted the sadness of their imminent parting a little.

"Peony, lotus heart, iris, take care of the young master."

"If she misses the slightest, I won't be able to spare you."

Ah Furong, who has always been silent and silent, issued a stern warning to the three sisters who stayed in Jinling at this moment.

"Sister, don't worry."

Wu Ma, Hibiscus, Peony, Rose. The four of them each took the road, but they rushed in different directions.

Wanwan watched the aunts board the carriage and was about to leave, but suddenly thought of something.

"Aunt Peony, do you have Yaoqin in your carriage?"

Wanwan raised her head, looked at the peony holding her beside her, and asked with a little expectation.

Peony shook her head slightly, her carriage traveled on weekdays, and she did occasionally prepare musical instruments, but she did not carry it when she came to see her off today.

Seeing Peony shaking her head, Wanwan was a little disappointed.

"Is the jade flute feasible?"

Iris, who was standing aside, suddenly answered. Iris usually always has the jade flute in her hand, because of this appearance, she feels that she can show a little handsome.

Wanwan heard this, but her eyes lit up instantly, and she nodded hurriedly.

The axle slowly turned, and the carriage was about to leave, when suddenly, a pleasant flute sound came from Wanwan's mouth.

Wanwan doesn't remember its lyrics, but vaguely remembers its tune. This is her father, humming casually when she was little. The tune is particularly beautiful, and she remembers it vividly.

She also knew that this song had a name, called "Farewell".

The carriage creaked, the flute sounded, and tears fell.

"Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road,"

"The grass is green, and the sky is ......"