The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Zhu Houzhao looked at his sister motionless with wide eyes.

Seeing her laughing, he was drunk, and he was very satisfied.

Seeing Zhu Xiurong's intoxicated look, Zhu Hou Zhao opened the flower with joy, and kept asking, "Do you like it? Do you like it?"

Zhu Xiurong looked at him, and no longer concealed his inner joy, he simply nodded and said: "Like."

"Brother is good to you?" Zhu Hou Zhaole happy.

Lao Fang just has a way to make this cake, so he can have this wonderful effect.

"Good!" Zhu Xiurong replied briskly, without any trace of muddy water.

Zhu Houzhao was excited and danced with his hands: "Now I know that Brother is good to you?"

Zhu Xiurong was thoughtful and a little fascinated, still concentrating, and looking at the cake, it seemed unexpected.

"Sister, are you crying?"

Zhu Xiurong suddenly realized that his eyes were slightly red.

Zhu Houzhao saw her sister like this, blinked, and the corners of her eyes were a little wet. This is a sister of a mother's compatriot. It may be the future. Her only relative in the world. When she saw Zhu Xiurong's tearful eyes, Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but say: "No cry Sister, how good it is to be so curious. "

Zhu Xiurong wiped tears, sucked his nose, and choked: "Brother, you are so kind to me."

"Of course." Zhu Houzhao said with a smug look: "I'm just your sister, no matter how bad you are, I hurt you too."

"..." Zhu Xiurong couldn't help but wanted to sue again.

Zhu Hou Zhao took the dagger happily: "Come, come, come, cut the cake first."

He said, but suddenly found that it seemed as if there was no ceremony.

Busy is calling back: "Liu Jin, what about candles?"

"Come ... come ..."

Liu Jin was busy on this cake, carefully inserted a few small candles, lit the candles, and ran away happily, extinguishing the lights in all corners of the hall.

Under the candlelight, under the candlelight, Zhu Xiurong's pretty face seemed extremely attractive, her head dropped gently, the fire reflected deep in her eyes, and her eyes were still staring at the 'If you are well , It is "Sunny" character, nibbling thin lips.

Zhu Houzhao urged seriously: "Make a wish, make a wish, and then put out the candle. This wish is very spiritual."

"Xu ... wish?"

"Close your eyes, hurry!" Zhu Houzhao salivated, he ... hungry.

Zhu Xiurong lowered his eyes and said solemnly.

"Thinking about your wishes, thinking, at this moment, what do you want most, do you want to go to the edge of the town, raise the knife and cross the horse, on the yellow sand of the ten thousand miles, cut down the Tatar Head. Or maybe, do you want to ... "

Zhu Xiurong closed his eyes, and unconsciously came up with some scenes that could be described but could not be spoken to.

On the face, there was a hint of Hao Ran's shy look, and the timid eyes slightly seemed to want to cover up, and busy was to brag the candle gently.

In the temple, suddenly fell into darkness.

With this layer of protective colors, Zhu Xiurong felt relieved, but immediately, the eunuchs lit the lights in the palace, and then placed her under the lights again.

Zhu Houzhao really wanted to know Zhu Xiurong's thoughts, so he couldn't help but ask, "Sister, what did you wish?"

"I ..." Zhu Xiurong was somewhat stunned.

Zhu Houzhao suddenly thought of something. He was busy knocking on his head and could n’t help feeling: “I ’m so stupid. I do n’t want to talk to anyone. If I say it, it wo n’t work. Well, do n’t say, do n’t say, say I do n’t listen, well, we eat cake. "

He said while holding a dagger, he cut the cake apart.

Zhu Xiurong saw that the eight characters were shattered by Zhu Houzhao's decomposition, and his heart was breaking.

Zhu Houzhao carefully placed the cake on the plate and sent it to Zhu Xiurong, like a treasure: "Sister, come and try it."

Zhu Xiurong took the plate, looked at the cake above, scooped it gently with a small spoon, and carefully placed the cake in his mouth.

Suddenly, a sweet and fluffy taste began to stimulate her tongue and taste buds. This is a very strange feeling, very ... delicious!

"It's delicious." Zhu Xiurong's eyes and brows were all smiles.

She can almost imagine that the owner of this pastry must have spent countless thoughts on it, sweet entrance, warm in her heart.

"I knew it." Zhu Houzhao cut out pieces of cakes and sent them to Zhou, Hongzhi and Zhang.

Before there was no fresh yeast, all pastries were solid.

The biggest problem with solid pastries is that although it is easy to relieve hunger and taste, it is much worse and easy to dry.

Because of this, when people eat pastries, they have to drink with tea, otherwise, it is difficult to swallow.

Even when many people eat steamed cakes, they still need to soak the dry steamed cakes first and then eat them in one bite.

It's almost ... it's almost like eating squishy.

The scary thing about fresh yeast is that it can make all pasta swell, which not only makes the food soft and delicious, but also more conducive to eating. Therefore, after the appearance of fresh yeast in the east, buns in the eyes of future generations came into being Steamed buns instantly became a staple food, which became popular all over the world.

In the West, people learned from the Egyptians the techniques of making and cultivating yeast, which made bread a staple food that continues to this day.

Emperor Hongzhi took a bite of the cake, and immediately felt the taste is long, with no flavor, and could not help but nodded: "When did Fang Jifan learn cooking again."

"He did it for his disciple Tang Yin, saying that Tang Yin's birthday is coming, so he tossed this cake out."

Zhu Hou Zhao said with a smile.

Emperor Hongzhi eats and secretly tells him, it is so sweet, what kind of father this child is, can he be born and do anything better than others.

Even the food here is more tricky than a professional cook and has a good taste.

Zhu Xiurong's pretty nose wrinkled slightly, but she still smiled.

She didn't believe what Zhu Hou Zhao said, besides, Fang Jifan would not tell the truth.

Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help but say: "Really? Unexpectedly, I have only heard of Fang Jifan's harshness on the disciples, but I never expected that there is such a side. This cake is very sweet and has no flavor."

Zhu Xiurong bowed his head while eating, chewing slowly, and devoted himself to listening to the gossip of Emperor Hongzhi and his son.

Zhu Houzhao said rightly: "Father Emperor, Fang Jifan is stricter with his disciples, but there is a saying that is not good. The so-called son does not teach, the father and the son live, the teaching is not strict, the teacher's fall."

"Really? Do you also understand this truth?" Emperor Hongzhi looked at Zhu Houzhao strangely, his eyes dark.

"Why don't you know, the father emperor really thought that his children know nothing." Zhu Houzhao was not convinced.

Today is not the same as before. Now that Empress Dowager and Empress Zhang are there, Zhu Hou is full of confidence.

Emperor Hongzhi was upset and took a bite of the cake, saying: "It's good if you can understand."

Zhu Hou Zhao said: "Children will naturally understand."

The Empress Dowager is old and has few teeth, so she can only eat some porridge water. When everyone sees the cake, she smiles in her heart, and the **** holds the cake in front of her, and she waves her hand.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Hou immediately said, "Great-grandmother, you also have to taste it, and you will be happy."

Zhou's just shook his head: "Ai's family is old, how can you nibble, you eat it."

"It's very soft." Zhu Houzhao's eyes widened and said seriously: "The great-grandmother would know it after a try."

Emperor Hongzhi suddenly thought of Zhou's rise. He looked at the fluffy cake and thought about it.

Ordinary food is too hard. Even if it is soft, it tends to stick to the teeth. The cake is soft and delicious. The mouth melts in general, but it does not stick to the teeth. He ca n’t help but say: "Please try your grandmother. . "

Zhou's hesitation.

Sometimes if she eats something that is too hard, her teeth will hurt badly. With this lesson, she will be a little wary of any food.

Usually for the meal of the Empress Dowager, the Imperial Dining Room can be said to have exhausted its thoughts, and boiled the porridge for the Empress Dowager. No matter how many tricks have been changed, this cooked food will inevitably be greasy.

As Sun Chen, Emperor Hongzhi had long seen it, but he did n’t mention it. He was afraid of Zhou ’s sadness and touched the pain, but now ... he has no thought of eating cake all at once ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ cake again It's delicious, and it's not as good as Zhou's smile.

So, he took a spoon and scooped a little cake, very diligently dipped this small piece of cake with a little cream, and personally stepped forward to Zhou.

"Her grandmother try it."

Zhou hesitated for a moment and couldn't help saying: "I'm afraid the tooth will hurt again when it's too late."

However, seeing what the emperor Hongzhi looked forward to, Zhu Xiurong, who is the Shouxing, seemed to be expecting something, and smiled: "No, just try it."

Emperor Hongzhi no longer hesitated and fed the cake to Zhou's mouth.

Zhou's looks very careful. This cake entrance, a long-lost sweet, instant entrance, stimulates the tip of the tongue, Zhou's eyes are closed, and he dare not use his teeth, but one entrance, as a small piece of cake, instantly changed It was soft, but the soft feeling suddenly fell into her heart.

I swallowed it slightly, and the creamy sweet thing entered my throat.

After eating porridge water for several years, in other people's words, her old lady enjoyed a lot of blessings, but everything in the world is cold and warm.

The older you get, the worse your teeth will fall. What you wanted to eat in the past is not dared to come out, and you dared not try to eat what you used to eat.

Today, Mo is a cake, but it is an ordinary osmanthus cake. The old lady is still thinking about it, but she dare not eat it, she is afraid of being uncomfortable. Therefore, the taste stimulation this cake brings to her is not only magnified tenfold , But a hundred times, a thousand times.

Suddenly, Zhou Zhang Zhang looked at Hongzhi Emperor, Queen Zhang, Zhu Houzhao and Zhu Xiurong all motionlessly.

Zhou's lips twitched one or two, subconsciously, licking a little cream from his lips, and he said: "It's delicious and delicious, delicious!"

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