The feeling of disgust in his heart turned over the river, He Jinzhi held back the discomfort in his heart, and said: "I gave it to you, and I gave it back to you." ”

"But you are not allowed to touch the ones I just made, and I will bake them myself when I get back."

"Don't worry, senior, I will definitely keep it for you, and I won't touch the moon cakes you made."

With Qiao Jinyu's assurance, He Jinyi ran away without a trace, and hurriedly ran to wash his hands.

The little guy and the cook next to him couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw this.

Fortunately, there is no need to eat the moon cakes made by He seniors, otherwise in this life, they will not want to eat moon cakes again.

Qiao Jinyu's movements were very fast, and when He Jinzhi came back after washing her hands, she had already made more than twenty mooncakes.

She laid out the mooncakes one by one on the iron plate, including the few balls of excrement made by He Jinzhi, and asked He Jinzhi to help open the oven.

In ancient times, there were no ovens like modern ones, but most large households had ovens built of bricks and earth.

I usually make a roast chicken, duck and shortbread, and I bake it in such an oven.

Just now, she had already asked the little maid to light a fire in the oven, and now the oven was already hot, just put the iron plate in it.

The iron plate was put in and He Jinzhi was kept aside, and Qiao Jinyu continued to make all the remaining flour and fillings into moon cakes, which were neatly arranged in several columns on the cutting board.

When the last batch of mooncakes was baked and baked, she happened to be busy here.

"It smells so good!"

The rich aroma of moon cakes wafted in the air, and He Jinzhi sniffed and looked happy.

He couldn't wait to take out a few iron plates from the oven and put them on the table, looking at the moon cakes with a special style he made, his expression was quite satisfied.

"Yes, yes, the old man's hands are dexterous, not only can save people, but also make moon cakes, look how beautiful these moon cakes are."

Listening to his intoxicated words, the little servant and the cook curiously came to the table to see if the mooncakes he made were really reborn after baking.

At this glance, the flesh on his face twitched again.

Seniors, do you have any misunderstanding about the word good-looking?

If you hadn't witnessed the whole production process with your own eyes, you wouldn't know that it was a mooncake, and you could say that it looked good?

However, I don't agree with it, but no one dares to say that the mooncakes made by He Jinzhi are not good-looking.

This has to be said, what if he starts a fire and directly grabs the mooncakes and stuffs them into their mouths?

The two of them looked at the mooncakes made by Qiao Jinyu that were baked golden and translucent, and couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

It smells so good.

This moon cake is definitely not worse than that made by the fragrant building in Beijing.

Qiao Jinyu heard the sound of the two swallowing saliva, and smiled and picked two mooncakes for the two.

"Eat, taste and see how it tastes."

The two of them were really hungry, so they didn't be polite to Qiao Jinyu.

After thanking her, he took the mooncake and took a small bite.

The fragrant smell spread in the mouth, and the two of them were about to fly with satisfaction.

"Good times, good times." The two praised inarticulately.

Seeing that the two of them were eating so happily, He Jinzhi also grabbed a mooncake made by himself and took a bite.

The moon cakes are a little ugly, but they are also Qiao Jinyu's seasoning, and the taste is naturally not bad.

At the moment when the familiar taste eroded the taste buds, those memories that were buried deep in He Jinzhi's mind were also awakened little by little.

Familiar pictures floated in front of him, and He Jinzhi's eyes were unconsciously filled with sporadic wetness.

Yu'er, how do you ...... It's gone......