On this day, Qingzhi got up on the third watch, put on a thick coat, poured hot water and washed up, and went to the kitchen to check the fresh milk that was put outside after boiling last night.

Sure enough, a thick layer of milk skin floated up.

She carefully fished out the milk skin, added powdered sugar, and began to beat it with a homemade 'whisk' tied together with many thin bamboo strips.

The guide didn't say that whipping cream would take so long and be so tiring.

Qingzhi and Xiyun exchanged hands a few times, and finally made a cream like a white cloud, Qingzhi was once again surprised that the arm strength of the original body was so large, if it wasn't for such a small body, I really had to wonder if the original body was carrying a big bag at the dock.

When the cake base cools, the green branch uses specially made flat bamboo slices and begins to spread cream.

That's a terrible ......

Song Qingzhi stubbornly put the crispy candy of various shapes that Li Fang bought from him around, and decorated some candied fruits of various kinds.

Looks...... It should be delicious, after all, it's all sweet! It's all freshly made.

Afraid of rubbing the cream, the cake didn't dare to put it in the drawer, so it was blatantly put on the cake cart and pushed all the way to Todaiji Temple, Xiyun has been nervously watching, afraid of falling dust.

The return rate is quite high, and everyone who buys a cake asks, 'What is this?' Can you eat it? Many people who didn't buy the cake also asked if they ate it.

Aoeda and Xiyun patiently explained the idea of a birthday cake over and over again.

Before I arrived at Todaiji Temple, I saw Yin'er and Kang Le waiting at the corner of the street holding hands from a distance.

Qingzhi thought of the anticipation of the cake every birthday when she was a child, and her heart was also excited, I hope this birthday cake tastes passable, but I must not leave bad memories of Yin'er's childhood!

The cake cart was pushed to the Kang family's dairy store, and Aoeda carefully carried the cake to the counter.

Kang Le's mother glanced at it, not particularly amazing, nodded to Qingzhi, and thanked her in Zhou Guohua.

Qingzhi pushed the cake cart and went to sell cakes, and he was unsettled all day and night, worried that the birthday cake would not taste good and betray the trust of the Kang family.

The next day, pushing the cart past Kang's house, Qingzhi looked inside nervously, and saw Kang Le's mother waving to her with a smile, and then she became happy.

Looks like the birthday cake is still good.

Just thinking about it, Kang Le rushed out of the curtain, and when he saw Qingzhi, he immediately smiled: "Sister Qingzhi! For my birthday next summer, my mother said that she would like a birthday cake too! ”

He ran to Qingzhi's side, chattering and talking, it turned out that yesterday was Yin'er's fifth birthday, the Kang family loved her, and she did it, and the Kang family in Dongdai Temple knew a lot of Hu people, and the birthday cake was not shared by anyone, but the response was very enthusiastic, and everyone said that they would find Qingzhi to book a birthday cake on their next birthday.

Qingzhi was embarrassed to get up: "Oh, everyone is too polite!" ”

However, everyone was not polite, and soon there was a real stream of people who began to order birthday cakes.

Ji Xiyun hired two ladies to push a cake cart to sell sponge cakes, and added two ovens, so Qingzhi and Xiyun only made a list of birthday cakes.

The dim sum shop is almost booming, and Qingzhi begins to feel that he may have crossed over with the mission of 'enriching the traditional dim sum of the Zhou Kingdom'.

She didn't know that the eldest aunt had entrusted someone and asked Baojia to report Song Qingzhi, a 'black household', to the yamen.

The neighbors automatically believed that Qingzhi was a relative and friend from Yunnan, and no one suspected that she was an unidentified person, but the eldest aunt knew that Qingzhi had amnesia, and she also knew that when she was found, there were no items on her body to prove her identity.

As long as no one reports it, the 'black household' can also live secretly all its life, but if someone 'reports', it will be troublesome.

Song Qingzhi is in trouble right now, she didn't think that she would have to face the problem of 'loss of ID card'!

Ji Xiyun was so anxious that he dotted up and down, remembering that Pan Ba had the best relationship with a clerk before, and asked this person to dredge up the relationship, saying that Qingzhi had amnesia due to the epidemic and was separated from his relatives, so he really didn't know where he came from, please forgive me for a while, seek medical advice, and wait for the memory to recover before making a judgment, etc.

The clerk collected the money, and sure enough, the matter was temporarily suppressed, also because of the outbreak of the epidemic, there were many dead and injured, Qingzhi is really not a big deal, and at first glance, he is a good citizen, not only that, but he also deliberately asked his colleagues to pay attention to whether there is any news from the Song family from the south, there is a daughter named Song Qingzhi, and wants to help Qingzhi find his family.

Ji Xiyun was grateful and gave many gifts.

Qingzhi felt that the management of the Great Zhou Kingdom was quite humane, and began to make cakes again.

The clerk said to help her find her family, but she felt that it should not be so easy to find, and after waiting for a while, there was no news and she was not found.

On this day, when the cake was sold, Qingzhi was boiling apple hawthorn sauce in the kitchen with Xiyun, but someone in front of him asked, "Is the owner of the dim sum shop there?" The voice was Lang Lang, and when I heard it, it was a young man who looked very energetic.

It is inconvenient to go out, so I pushed Qingzhi to ask what was the matter.

Song Qingzhi wiped his hands and walked out.

Tut-tut, what a Zhilan Yushu, chic and elegant 80s costume drama male one!

Could it be that I'm wearing an ancient martial arts script? Not a gastronomic motivational script?

She stood there waiting for the man to ask a question, thinking that she had come to order a birthday cake for the family, but the man stared at her with a smile and did not speak.

"This ...... Childe, what's the matter? ”

The man's eyebrows raised: "Qingzhi, you don't remember me?" "'I'm so handsome, you can forget about me!' The way it looks.

This man knows the original body! Oops!

Qingzhi's brain was running rapidly, and finally decided to tell the truth: "I lost my memory after being infected with the epidemic, and I can't remember anything, may I ask my surname?" ”

"Meglo." The man smiled slightly, his eyes flashed, he thought for a moment, and added: "You are my wife who has not passed through the door, and you went to Beijing to marry me. God pity! Qingzhi, you are still alive! ”

After speaking, he took a few steps forward, with a posture of holding the green branch tightly in his arms.

(?? ｀?? Д????)!!

Song Qingzhi was completely shocked.

！！ This turned out to be a 'marriage first, love later' script!!

She forced herself to calm down quickly, and began to look the 'male protagonist' up and down.

With a Chinese face, sword eyebrows, starry eyes, a tall and upright nose, and well-shaped lips, Qingzhi noticed the silk he was wearing, which only the big bosses wore in a few streets near the dim sum shop, and he wore the waist badge of the yamen around his waist.

Oh my God! It's a rich civil servant!

Qingzhi couldn't wait to wear it back to the modern era, pulled her mother and told her, "Look! The son-in-law of your dreams! ”

Before the crossing, Qingzhi was fat, and the blind date always failed, and her mother always said that we should not be too picky, implying that as long as it was 'male and live', it would be fine, but Qingzhi understood that the favorite boy in her mother's heart was this kind of tall and handsome civil servant.