"How about teaching you how to make a snack and pastry that your grandmother likes?" Old Madam Hou looked at the third girl in front of her, Su Zhenyi, lovingly.

The little girl's crisp voice sounded in the room: "Teach the same every day, and when Zhenyi learns everything, she will quit the cook in the small kitchen, and Zhenyi will be her grandmother's little cook." ”

"Teach every day, is Zhenyi going to tire your grandmother?" Old Madam Hou teased.

Su Zhenyi, who had bright eyes and bright teeth, stretched out her hand to cover her lips and let out a laugh like a silver bell.

Her good-looking Danfeng eyes were bent into a crescent moon, and her voice was full of coquettishness: "Tired grandmother, Zhenyi can't bear it." It's just that Zhenyi has learned her grandmother's craft, and it's true that she wants to spoil her grandmother. ”

"When the time comes, if the grandmother doesn't call Zhenyi's granddaughter on the tip of her heart, Zhenyi won't do so many tricks for her grandmother to eat."

In fact, the newly returned third girl, Su Zhenyi, has passed the age of Jilu.

Although an ordinary fifteen-year-old girl is still young, if she says some childish words with a face of this age, she should actually look a little delicate and artificial.

But fifteen-year-old Su Zhenyi said and did this, which didn't make people feel hypocritical.

Mama Lian watched from the side, and saw that Mrs. Hou, who was usually serious in front of her juniors, was smiling and stretching out her finger to poke Su Zhenyi's forehead.

"You cheeky man on the tip of your heart!"

This is a treatment that the eldest girl in the long house has never enjoyed.

Although Mrs. Hou originally led Su Zhenyi back to the hospital to raise her brother Su Jinxuan's status in person, but now that she looks, this intention is far away.

The old ancestor seems to really like this third girl from the bottom of his heart.

Even Mama couldn't help but think of the second girl who had always been respectful to her.

The second girl, Su Zhaoning, is only one year older than the third girl, Su Zhenyi. The third girl can make such an innocent appearance, the second girl ......

But no.

Mama Lian recalled Su Zhaoning's appearance of selecting dried osmanthus flowers in front of her before. Ten

The six-year-old girl wore two buns on top of her head, her face was fair, and her eyes were very clear. But the smile is far less dazzling than the three girls.

What does the second girl look like when she laughs?

Even Mama couldn't quite remember Su Zhaoning's smile. A concubine of the Hou Mansion who is not blessed by her biological mother and is not favored by her biological father, she lacks the help of her biological brother, but she has an extra biological sister.

Perhaps, in the hearts of others, it is normal for such a second girl with such a background to have no smile.

"Then Zhenyi will go to send dried osmanthus to the eldest sister first, and then come back to listen to her grandmother's teaching."

Su Zhenyi's words pulled Mama Lian out of her thoughts. Seeing that the third girl was holding the jar of dried osmanthus that was originally prepared for her, even Mama hesitated, but finally did not stop her.

The meal of the king of the stove was quickly prepared, and even Mama personally sent the osmanthus cake made by Mrs. Hou over. The eight girls in the house, except for the six girls who followed the four masters and the eight girls who were too young, the osmanthus cakes made by the other six girls were also sent to Mrs. Hou.

Another bride maid, Mama Xu, who came to the Hou Mansion in Chang'an, helped Mrs. Hou get up and sat in front of the six plates of pastries.

Mama Xu smiled and asked Mrs. Hou and asked, "The other four dishes can be divided into high and low at a glance." These two discs alone are really difficult to distinguish between the top and the bottom, and they are not equal. ”

Old Madam Hou looked over and saw that the six plates of osmanthus Dingsheng cake on the table of the eight immortals of red sandalwood were divided into three rows, and two plates were placed on top of them.

The two plates of pastries in the last row are made of lotus flowers, but this lotus blooms a little bit.

Old Madam Hou smiled and took a piece of the lotus-shaped Dingsheng cake with a more bumpy shape, and took a bite.

"It's a little sweeter, and there's something ...... in it Licorice to taste. Old Madam Hou knew that she had guessed correctly, and told Mama Xu with a smile, "Let the doctor go to see Miss Seven tomorrow, and make up for any medicinal materials that are missing." My grandmother can't take her granddaughter's medicine. ”

After hearing this, Mama Xu knew that this dish of osmanthus cake was made by Miss Seven.

Miss Seven is only six years old, and it is not easy to make a plate of pastries. The craftsmanship is not enough, filial piety comes to make up, Miss Seven moved the licorice in her medicine to the ancestor, and she is already very satisfied.

Another coincidentally made lotus-like osmanthus cake with Miss Seven, but he didn't know which girl it was.

Old Madam Hou couldn't taste every plate, she skipped the middle two plates of ordinary osmanthus cake, and stretched out her hand to the front two plates.

As Mama Xu said, these two plates of osmanthus cake are first-class. Although one is carp-shaped and the other is pine-shaped, both are lifelike and exquisite.

Mrs. Hou first chose the carp-shaped Dingsheng cake on the left and took a bite, she commented: "It looks good, but it tastes bad." Zhenyi girl Haikou exaggerated. ”

Mama Xu did not accompany Mrs. Hou to teach the three girls to make pastries. But after hearing this, she knew that this carp-shaped osmanthus cake was made by the three girls who had just returned to the mansion. Then the other dish is ......

"This plate ......" Mrs. Hou pinched the pine-shaped Dingsheng cake side by side, and was about to enter it, but saw that the color of the cake was a little wrong.

She broke the pastry open and saw that the dried osmanthus flowers inside were a little black.

Although the dried osmanthus is always a little unsatisfactory after drying, even the blackened ones have been removed from even the grandmother who has been in charge of this matter for so many years.

Mrs. Hou chose another piece of Dingsheng cake from the same plate.

She still broke the pastry from it.

Seeing the appearance of the pastry, Mrs. Hou's face immediately sank.

Mama Xu wanted to reach out to help, but was blocked by Mrs. Hou. She personally broke the plate of winning pastries, and then put them back in a rage.

"Nonsense!" Old Madam Hou, who has been unhappy for many years, actually showed displeasure.

Mama Xu cautiously stepped forward to serve, moved the heart-blocking pastry back, and pushed the two neglected dishes in the middle to Mrs. Hou. She persuaded: "Old lady, today is the king of the stove, and the time cannot be delayed." Why don't you take a look at these two discs? ”

Old Madam Hou looked at the two plates of Dingsheng cake that were pushed to the front.

The shape of these two plates of osmanthus cake is very complicated. One dish is a turtle and crane shape, taking the meaning of turtles and cranes of the same age. One dish is the meaning of the three blessings of longevity, in which bats, peach and pomegranate shapes are among them.

It's just that the more complex it is, the more demanding it is. The shape of the turtle and crane is acceptable, but the color is uneven, the ratio of glutinous rice and japonica rice flour to dried osmanthus is obviously wrong, and a dull yellow color makes people unappetizing.

Fushou Sanduo This disc, the color is acceptable, but the shape is ......

Mrs. Hou simply pointed out that there were three different shapes in this dish, and two of them were round, so she guessed that it was Fushou Sanduo.

"Let's get out." A sullen aura rose in Mrs. Hou's heart. Why does she want to make osmanthus cake every year, in addition to her preference, but also because of the auspicious name.

This year, Jinxuan recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors, and Mrs. Hou only prospered and smoothed the Hou Mansion in Chang'an after that day, and the blessings came. But now it doesn't mean a good sign?

Mama Xu looked at Mrs. Hou's expression from the side, and asked tentatively, "Do you want to bring the third girl's over?" ”

"It's a false appearance, I can't fool me, can I still fool the Bodhisattva?" Old Madam Hou glanced at the pastries made by Su Zhenyi, and finally did not loosen the knot on her brow.

The sound of footsteps came, and even Mama's voice came in from outside.

"Old lady, the second young master came to greet you."

Second Young Master. The Hou Mansion finally has roots and seedlings in addition to Jinyu.

Old Madam Hou's heart was depressed a little, and she beckoned Mama Xu to lift the curtain and lead Su Jinxuan in.

Fifteen-year-old Su Jinxuan and Su Zhenyi are twins, although the two have some different appearances, they both look very good.

Seeing Su Jinxuan, who was arrogant, Old Madam Hou's face turned kind again. She asked, "Why didn't Jinxuan go to see the Lord of the Stove?" ”

The prince of the capital has a series of rules, and Su Jinxuan's two sisters and brothers from other places should not have seen them.

Su Jinxuan's ears were slightly red, he took out the pastries behind him, and bowed to Mrs. Hou: "My grandson learned to make Dingsheng cakes from my sister, and my skills are not as good as my sister's, but I also hope that my grandmother can taste it." ”

Feeling that the Dingsheng cake she was holding was not taken by Mrs. Hou, Su Jinxuan added: "The sisters in the family want to serve it in front of the Lord of the Stove, and the grandson's just wants to make it for the grandmother." Since he was a child, his grandson has wanted to eat at the same table with his elders. Today, my grandmother is here, and my grandson is brave......"

Su Zhenyi and Su Jinxuan, two siblings, are said to have lost their mother at the age of three, and their grandmother and grandfather at the age of five.

If it was an ordinary time, hearing Su Jinxuan say this, Old Madam Hou would inevitably feel a little pity. A brother, how precious an existence he is in the Marquis Mansion of Chang'an, but he has to eat and eat in other people's homes and suffer disgust. I didn't eat even once, how mistreated......

But today, after the victory cake like that, Mrs. Hou felt some indescribable troubles in her heart.

She didn't want to doubt, but Mrs. Hou, who was born in a family, grew up in a family, and married into a family, couldn't suppress the doubts in her heart.

In front of her, the third girl picked out a jar of dried osmanthus flowers, and volunteered to send them to the long room in person.

Why did Duduroujia's dried osmanthus go wrong?

Rou Jia is the daughter of the Hou Lord, and in the Hou Mansion, no one dares to embarrass her. In addition to the elders' things, Su Roujia's use ranks first among the girls.

"What did your sister teach you to do?" Old Madam Hou asked.

She only taught Su Zhenyi to make Dingsheng cake today, and Su Jinxuan brought the pastry over before she did. A man learns such things so quickly.

"Yes." Su Jinxuan didn't know why Old Madam Hou had such a question, only that the other party's reaction was too different from what his sister guessed.

If you don't understand, ask and show the most upright side in front of your ancestors.

Su Jinxuan remembered his sister's advice, so he asked, "Grandmother, don't you like the pastries made by your grandson?" ”

"Why does Jinxuan have such an idea?" Old Madam Su asked rhetorically.

It is said that the twins are also similar in temperament, Zhenyi is so childish and coquettish, and Jinxuan is also simple-minded?

Su Jinxuan replied honestly: "I just saw that the seventh sister's pastry had bite marks, and I think my grandmother had tasted it." But Jinxuan made it, but grandmother didn't taste it. Grandmother, what Jinxuan made is better than what Seventh Sister makes. ”

The suspicion in Old Madam Su's heart stretched out like a vine, she suppressed her dissatisfaction, and then asked, "You recognize the pastry made by your seventh sister at a glance." Have you seen the other sisters beforehand? ”

Su Jinxuan nodded and replied, "I've heard people say it first, only my sister and big sister do the best." ”

"Isn't the big sister your sister?" Old Madam Hou asked quietly.

Su Jinxuan replied bluntly: "Of course the big sister is. But Jinxuan knows that in this house, the one who feels the most sorry for me and my sister is still your grandmother. ”

What a straightforward two sisters and brothers! Old Madam Hou laughed angrily.