"This is osmanthus cake?" Nangong Yin looked at the piece of pastry that Zhan Chenyi pushed in front of him, and looked at Zhan Chenyi with some uncertainty and said.

"Hmm," Zhan Chenyi listened to Nangong Yin say this, and looked at Nangong Yin with gentle eyebrows, "Taste it, this taste should satisfy you." ”

Nangong Yin listened to Zhan Chenyi say this, and a touch of curiosity appeared in his eyes, and he picked up the osmanthus cake: "I've done it before, but I don't know why, I always feel that there are shortcomings." ”

Zhan Chenyi listened to Nangong Yin say this, looked at Nangong Yin and smiled silently.

Nangong Yin slowly picked up the osmanthus cake and tasted it, the pastries that Zhan Chenyi brought over were all kinds, each kind of pastry was delicate and small, Nangong Yin could almost take a bite of a pastry.

Nangong Yin didn't eat it in one bite this time, she only ate half of the osmanthus cake, and at the moment of the entrance of the osmanthus cake, Nangong Yin knew that the pastry she made was there!

This osmanthus cake tastes sweet and delicious, with a strong osmanthus fragrance, sweet but not greasy, and the most important thing is that it melts in the mouth and leaves a faint fragrance of osmanthus in the mouth.

"Brother Chenyi, you taste it!" Nangong Yin picked up the remaining half and looked at Zhan Chenyi and said excitedly.

Zhan Chenyi looked at the half-eaten pastry handed to him and slowly opened his mouth, and his heart was also filled with joy when he looked at Nangong Yin like this.

"How? Isn't it, it's so delicious! Nangong Yin looked at Zhan Chenyi who was eating, his eyes were shining, and he looked at Zhan Chenyi and said.

Zhan Chenyi listened to Nangong Yin say this, nodded with a smile, and then Zhan Chenyi slowly spoke: "Collect the fresh osmanthus flowers, squeeze out the bitter water, soak them with sugar, and mix them with steamed rice flour, glutinous rice flour, cooked oil, and sugar, and sell them in a box, named osmanthus cake." ”

Nangong Yin listened to Zhan Chenyi say this, her eyes flashed, and she looked at Zhan Chenyi: "Brother Chenyi, did you check?" ”

Zhan Chenyi looked at Nangong Yin, whose eyes were shining, and smiled gently: "In the future, we can plant an osmanthus tree in our yard, and when the osmanthus is fragrant, I will make you osmanthus cake." ”

"Really." Nangong Yin listened to Zhan Chenyi say this, looked at Zhan Chenyi with some expectation, and said.

Zhan Chenyi looked at Nangong Yin, who looked at him expectantly, and smiled, "When did you see me deceive you." ”

"Pull the hook." Nangong Yin listened to Zhan Chenyi say this, stretched out his little finger to look at Zhan Chenyi, and said with anticipation in his eyes.

Zhan Chenyi looked at the little finger raised in front of his eyes, smiled gently, and hooked up with Nangong Yin.

"Don't forget it!" Nangong Yin looked at Zhan Chenyi, who was hooking up with him, and said many times uneasy as if he wanted to be a child.

"I won't forget it." Zhan Chenyi said to Nangong Yin over and over again, the current Nangong Yin is really like a child, but this kind of Nangong Yin makes Zhan Chenyi love it more and more.

"You're tasting this!" Zhan Chenyi and Nangong Yin finished pulling the hook and pushed a pastry in front of Nangong Yin.

"What is this?" Nangong Yin looked at this pastry, looked at Zhan Chenyi, blinked his eyes and asked.

"Isn't this the donkey rolling you've been thinking about?" Zhan Chenyi listened to Nangong Yin say this, brushed Nangong Yin's head, and the broken hair on both sides of his head said softly.

Nangong Yin pursed her lips and smiled when she heard Zhan Chenyi say this, then picked up the pastry and looked at it, "It is said that a queen mother was tired of eating the food in the palace and wanted to taste something new, so the imperial chef thought about it and decided to make a new dish with Jiang rice noodles wrapped in red bean paste." ”