"Which is tastier?" Fan Pingru looked at the contents of the three small wooden barrels, and didn't know which one to eat for a while.

Steward Cao pointed to Shaqima and said, "Master, eat from this, eat little by little, and the more you eat, the more delicious you will feel." ”

Fan Pingru listened to it and picked up Shaqima and ate it first, this bite, his expression was stunned, he probably didn't expect that there was such a delicious thing, fortunately, Fan Pingru is a son who grew up in Chang'an City, and he has seen and eaten a lot of good things, but he is still attracted by this strange and strange sweet taste.

After eating a piece of Shaqima, Fan Pingru listened to Steward Cao's words and began to eat egg biscuits, and then went to eat a cake that was fluffy and soft when pinched, which really made Fan Pingru, who had seen the world, full of praise.

Until he finished eating the last piece of cake, Fan Pingru actually picked up his finger and licked it like a child, not willing to waste the sweetness on his fingers at all.

After licking it, Fan Pingru still couldn't finish his thoughts: "This thing is really good, where did you buy it, and we will buy it every day in the future." ”

When Steward Cao heard this, his smile became bigger and bigger: "Master, don't worry, the subordinates have already told them that they will deliver them to the door every day in the future, but she said that this thing is more difficult to do finely, and the amount may not be as much as today, because today is the first day of their opening, and no one has bought anything yet, so the slaves can buy so many to go home." ”

"Hmm." Fan Pingru nodded: "You did a good job, it's okay if the price is a little more expensive, this thing is delicious, prepare it every day, let the lady and them eat it every day, and there is no need to go out to buy it." ”

"Yes, sir, don't worry."

Steward Cao bowed: "The slave will definitely do it well." ”

He knew that the master would definitely like these things.

Fan Pingru was eating this thing, looking at the shaqima and egg biscuits and cakes in the wooden barrel, and suddenly had an idea, his father was always unwilling to use this excuse and that excuse, what if this food was sent to his mother-in-law?

My grandmother has always been delicious, and the cook at home was invited back by my father, just to make my mother happy, my father is unwilling to transfer him back to Chang'an, but if he coaxes his mother, what if my mother is willing?

Fan Pingrujue's food in front of him gave him the possibility of being transferred back to Chang'an, but this storage problem was ......

"Xiao Cao, you go and ask the person who made this thing, can this thing be transported over long distances." Fan Pingru said.

Steward Cao nodded hurriedly: "Yes!" ”

......

At the same time, Fan Mansion Fan Ziqing house.

Fan Ziqing is twelve years old this year, and in three years it is the age when it is time to discuss marriage, and now she is still a delicate girl raised in the boudoir, a childish and coquettish, and she is sweetly eating the shaqima and egg biscuits and cakes that Cao Steward bought.

Especially the cake, which is soft and sweet, girls like it, and Fan Ziqing ate a lot in one go.

The girls next to her looked at their young lady greedily, but if the young lady didn't say anything, they could only watch.

Where is Fan Ziqing willing to give, such a delicious thing, only two small wooden barrels, she herself is not enough to eat.

But they could watch, and someone approached Fan Ziqing with a look, walked behind her, and immediately snatched the small wooden barrel in Fan Ziqing's hand, grabbed the cake inside and ate it, and smiled in his mouth: "Little sister, what are you eating?" ”

As soon as he said this, Fan Ziyue's expression lit up and exclaimed, "What kind of delicious thing is this?" ”