Although the business of Meng Kee Pastry Shop has passed the opening discount period of the first three days, and the price has returned to the original price, because the things are delicious, the overall price is very appropriate, and the appearance is strange.

When Su Wenqing was eating lunch, he brought the autumn pear paste that Tie Dan took to his home and handed it over to the Yao family for safekeeping.

Yao Shi saw that the jar was very tightly sealed, and said with a smile: "The person who makes autumn pear paste is really careful, and if he seals it with wax, he can put it for a longer time, and he is not afraid that it will be bad after a few days." Hey, who sent this? ”

"Shen Wenzhong brought it, and said that Miss Shen did it, so he specially asked him to bring it." Su Wenqing replied.

The smile on Yao's face suddenly froze: "It's a heart." ”

Finally, he shook his head: "It's a pity." ”

"It's not a pity, it's not a pity that the matter of the Lu family has not been decided at this time, and the family affairs of Xiuyuan will have to wait for another year to be decided, and then it will be decided." Su Wenqing waved his hand: "Hurry up and set up the meal." ”

"Hmm." Yao hurriedly went to bring out all the dishes prepared in the stove room, and called Su Xiuyuan, who was studying hard in the study, to come out to eat.

As soon as Su Xiuyuan sat down, he saw the small white porcelain jar on the table: "Sir, what is this?" ”

"This is ......" Su Wenqing paused slightly, and was about to hesitate to tell him the truth, Yao handed the chopsticks to Su Xiuyuan and replied first: "This is the autumn pear paste I bought in the town, moisten your throat and relieve cough, when you go back to the academy, take it away and drink it." ”

After all, Shen Xiangmiao's name was not said.

What Yao was afraid of was that Su Xiuyuan would be distracted and delay his future.

Su Wenqing knew her good intentions, and she never broke it.

"Mr. has to give lectures every day and waste his throat, so it's better to leave this autumn pear paste for Mr. to eat." Su Xiuyuan politely refused, lowered his head and ate a bite of rice, raised his head and said, "Sir, master, I want to leave for the academy the day after tomorrow." ”

"So early?" Yao put down his chopsticks in surprise: "It's the Mid-Autumn Festival in three days, why don't you go after the festival at home?" ”

"I should have gone to the academy earlier, but because Mr. Qingmei was discussing studies with his former friends, we could go to the academy later, and I guess Mr. should come back in the future. On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, there will be a poetry competition in the academy, and those who have won the first place in previous years can get a copy of an ancient book, but it is difficult to buy, so you must not miss it. Su Xiuyuan said with a smile.

"In this case, then as you said, let's set off the day after tomorrow, and it is estimated that it will be there in one day, but it will not delay the Mid-Autumn Festival." Su Wenqing nodded and agreed.

Shen Xiangmiao was busy until dark, and as usual, she packed up her things and was taken home by Shen Fuhai.

After arriving home, he rested for a while, and chatted with Tie Dan and Lu Shi for a few words, and Shen Xiangmiao began to make lo-mei as before.

When Lu was at home, he began to pack up the chicken, duck, fish, and fresh vegetables that were sent to him, so that Shen Xiangmiao could marinate them when he came back.

At this point, everything is basically cleaned up, except for some lotus roots that have not yet been peeled.

"Today's lotus root is a little more than usual." Lu Shi said while peeling the skin neatly.

"Well, I specially asked Jean to send some more, and I'm going to make something else later." Shen Xiangmiao took the old soup out of the portable kitchen and prepared to boil it.

"Oh?" Lu Shi was immediately interested: "What are you going to do?" ”

"Well." Shen Xiangmiao blinked mischievously, stuck out her tongue, and said with a smile: "When I make it later, my mother will know what it is." ”

Looking at his own daughter's eccentric, Lu Shi scolded with a smile: "You ghost spirit, okay, my mother is waiting for you to taste it first after you are ready." ”

Shen Xiangmiao pursed her lips and smiled, and soaked the cleaned glutinous rice in her hand in clean water.

Put the ingredients that should be in the old soup and slowly marinate, Shen Xiangmiao began to make this mysterious dish.

Rinse the peeled lotus root, choose the thicker end, and cut it.

Subsequently, the glutinous rice that had been soaked for about half an hour was fished out, carefully stuffed into each hole of the lotus root, and if it was not easy to stuff, it was taken with chopsticks to pass through, and the holes of the entire lotus root were stuffed with glutinous rice, and then the cut lotus root was re-taken with a small bamboo skewer and tied back to the lotus, which was equivalent to sealing the mouth, and the glutinous rice could not run out.

After filling more than ten sections of lotus root in a row, seeing that the number was almost the same, Shen Xiangmiao put the lotus root packed with glutinous rice and sealed mouth into the cauldron, poured in an appropriate amount of water, and then put in some red dates, and began to boil.

Boil two cups of tea over medium heat, and then simmer on a slightly smaller heat for half an hour.

The flames jumped one by one, licking the bottom of the pot, and the hot steam came out of the cracks in the lid, with a strong fragrance of red dates and lotus roots, Shen Xiangmiao estimated that the hour was almost enough, opened the lid of the pot and took a look, the soup also changed from the initial colorless to a reddish-brown, and the color of the lotus root also became darker.

Later, put the soup of boiling lotus root into sugar, put honey to taste after collecting the juice, and then pour the mixed sweet juice on the lotus root that has been fished out, after soaking for a while, Shen Xiangmiao fished out the smallest section of lotus root and cut a few slices.

Deliberately dipping the sticky soup, Shen Xiangmiao took a piece and handed it to Lu's mouth: "Mother, can you taste it?" ”

Lu Shi opened his mouth and took a bite.

When the lotus root is boiled, it is very long, although the crispness has disappeared for most of the time after a long time of stewing, but it still has a crispy taste, the sticky sweetness of the glutinous rice and the crispness of the lotus root are completely fused together, and with the sweet soup, it is delicious and has an endless aftertaste.

"This lotus root and the glutinous rice in it are really delicious." Lu Shi praised, and subconsciously licked his lips, licking the soup that stuck to his lips when he ate lotus root just now.

Such a small action makes people feel more and more unsatisfied.

Lu Shi smashed his mouth: "This lotus root has glutinous rice added to it, it's really delicious to boil, Xiangmiao, what's the name of this?" ”

"This is called glutinous rice lotus, the time to soak in the soup is still short, the sweetness is not too delicious, and after soaking it all night, it will be more delicious if you take it out tomorrow." Shen Xiangmiao said with a smile.

"It tastes so good just after soaking for a while, and I'm afraid it will be even more delicious if I soak it overnight." Lu's eyebrows and eyes were crooked when he smiled.

"In fact, this glutinous rice root was originally called osmanthus glutinous rice root, if you put osmanthus when boiling, the taste will be better, but we have no osmanthus tree in the north, there is no fresh osmanthus, change Ming'er I will see if there is osmanthus sugar or osmanthus sauce to sell, back to this glutinous rice lotus, the taste will be better." Shen Xiangmiao smiled and covered the rest of the glutinous rice lotus soaked in the soup with a lid.