Lu Feng held the hairpin and carefully pulled the folded willow towards the outside of the house.

And Jiang Ning, alone, carried a bamboo plate and entered the dining room with the recipe.

She skillfully put the hawthorn into a metal basin, soaked it in salt, and carefully cleaned each hawthorn, put it into a white disk, and prepared to string hawthorn skewers.

Jiang Ning had just set up the hawthorn, ready to reach out to the bamboo stick.

When I stretched out my hand, I touched a thin metal stick.

Jiang Ning instantly understood, this was also the result of folding willows and looking for bamboo sticks.

Sure enough, this palace was full of gold and silver treasures, Jiang Ning sighed secretly.

She picked up the long stick and began to string hawthorns.

The hawthorn has a thick skin, a smooth surface, and the long skewer is not easy to pierce through, and it took Jiang Ning a while to string it up.

The strings of hawthorn are neatly stacked on the white disk, and the round and full hawthorn fruit looks more and more ruddy and translucent against the background of the white porcelain bottle.

Jiang Ning looked at the neatly stacked gourd strings, and at that moment, Jiang Ning seemed to feel his teeth penetrate the thin, crisp and sweet sugar coating, exposing the sweet and sour hawthorn meat.

She felt every corner of her mouth be activated in an instant, and saliva poured in from all directions with that subtle stimulus, instantly filling her entire mouth.

Jiang Ning forcibly swallowed the saliva in his mouth, and quickly walked to the side and began to make a fire with familiar movements.

The work of making a fire is not difficult for Jiang Ning, but when she asked the vendor to learn from her before, the other party repeatedly told her that she must control the heat, otherwise the sugar boiled out will be bitter.

So she tossed in and out for a long time from the firewood, and finally burned it to a proper size.

The hot air rose from the iron pot, Jiang Ning reached out to probe the temperature, and without hesitation, he took the water he had prepared and poured it into the pot, poured the sugar brought back by Zheliu, and took out the iron spoon from the side and put it against the edge of the pot and began to stir it quickly.

When heated, the cotton sugar quickly melts into a viscous liquid, and bubbles of various sizes continue to emerge as it boils.

A rich sweet aroma rose from the pot, and Jiang Ning raised his head and looked out the window.

In a corner outside the window, Lu Feng's cheeks were flushed, and he was carefully twisting the hairpin and sending it towards the hair of the folded willow.

Ori Willow smiled shyly and brightly.

The corners of Jiang Ning's mouth unconsciously raised a faint smile, and her hand holding the iron spoon stiffened slightly.

She hesitated, then changed her hand and began to stir again.

The bubbles on the syrup in the pan gradually become large and sticky.

Jiang Ning thought about it, dipped a little syrup with chopsticks, and put it in cold water.

When the syrup is cold, it instantly condenses into an irregularly shaped lump.

Jiang Ning looked at the bowl with some regret, took the sugar cube out of the water, she was about to bite it down, the sugar cube instantly made a crisp sound, shattered between her lips and teeth, and the sweet fragrance instantly swept Jiang Ning's entire mouth.

She got up, extinguished the embers in the stove, and took a flat cutting board and placed it on the stove.

I took a few strings of hawthorn skewers, put them neatly on the cutting board, and scooped a large spoonful of syrup with a large iron spoon, and poured them evenly on the surface of the hawthorn skewers from top to bottom.

"Niangniang, what are you doing!" Zheliu rushed in from outside the house quickly, and looked into the pot with a curious face.

Jiang Ning smiled slightly, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw the peacock feather hairpin between her buns.

"Make sugar gourds." She stared intently at the rock sugar crust on the gourd skewers, which continued to become solid and translucent.

"This peacock feather hairpin looks so good on your head."

Jiang Ning praised from the bottom of her heart, she looked at Zheliu, and a very subtle feeling suddenly arose in her heart.

She feels that she and Zheliu are like two sisters who were born in a poor family.

Zheliu's cheeks were slightly red, and he touched the peacock feather hairpin on his head with a smile.

"Mother, you're so bad." Oriliu said this, but her face did not reveal half a point of reproach.

Her body was crooked, and her whole person leaned on Jiang Ning, her posture was like a coquettish child.

"It's good if you just let Lu Feng give it to the slave maid, you have to let Lu Feng participate in the auction to make the slave and maid frightened."

Jiang Ning picked up a string of sugar gourds from the table and handed them to Zheliu.

"If that's the case, how can you know that Lu Feng is sincere to you?"

Zheliu tilted his head and looked at the rock sugar gourd string in his hand, showing curiosity.

"It turns out that this is the rock sugar gourd you said." She looked at the gourd string in her hand, and there was a look of surprise in her eyes, "It's so beautiful." ”

Zheliu hesitated to put the rock sugar gourd to his mouth, took a bite, and a crisp sound sounded instantly.

She bit the hawthorn ball and peeled it off the long stick.

The hawthorn ball propped up a bulging ball on the side of her face.

"It's delicious!" Zheliu instantly smiled, closed his eyes and chewed the sugar gourd in his mouth with his eyes closed and his face full of intoxication.

"Eat it, mother! Eat! You're amazing! Zheliu sent the sugar gourd to Jiang Ning's mouth.

Jiang Ning leaned in and took a bite, and the moment her teeth penetrated the sugar coating, she even felt that she had no regrets in her life.

A whole bunch of sugar gourds, three or two strokes of hard work has become an empty lot.

Zheliu put his arm around her waist, and sprinkled coquettishly, smiling and sighing how good it would be if such a life could go on for a lifetime.

In just a while, all the hawthorn strings have been made into rock sugar gourds by Jiang Ning.

Zheliu was about to run out of the house with a string of sugar gourds.

"Wait a minute." Jiang Ning shouted in time to stop her.

Zheliu's leg that was about to step out stopped in place, and Jiang Ning handed a plate of rock sugar gourd that he had already filled to Zheliu.

"You send this plate to the emperor."

Zheliu was stunned, and then held the rock sugar gourd in Jiang Ning's hand with joy on his face, "Niangniang, you have finally opened your mind!" ”

Jiang Ning nodded approvingly, this Mu Jingzhao is wealthy, but her biggest customer, of course, she has to take care of it.

"I'll just say, we women, it's best to find a caring man to spend your life in peace, look at me, how happy I am when I meet Lu Feng."

"Let's go." Jiang Ning didn't let her continue, but nodded to herself and persuaded her to leave.

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On the other side, in the imperial study, Mu Jingzhao was bowing his head and reading the folds.

"Your Majesty, this is sent by the palace maid Zheliu in Concubine Ning's palace." The red-nosed old eunuch Li Zinian ran to Mu Jingzhao's side with a sugar gourd and whispered.

Mu Jingzhao paused his hand, raised his head, and faced the plate of red and clear rock sugar gourd, and he muttered a sentence of confirmation, "Concubine Ning? ”

"It's Concubine Ning, Niangniang really has a heart."

Mu Jingzhao picked up a string of sugar gourds with some hesitation, brought them to his mouth and bit them, and in an instant, his frowning brows that were tight because of handling official business instantly relaxed.

He didn't say anything more, he kept biting the sugar gourd, and ate a whole bunch in the blink of an eye.

"I didn't expect Concubine Ning to have such skills." He licked his lips meaningfully, "How did she know I have a sweet tooth?" ”

"Concubine Ning's palace is full of people coming and going, and it is not difficult to know the emperor's preferences."

Mu Jingzhao twisted the long stick with his fingers and slowly rotated, "So, she specifically went to ask the workers about my preferences?" ”

Li Zinian smiled brightly, "The slave said that Concubine Ning really has a heart. ”