Ban Fang

Chapter 68 Pastry
"Little sister is beautiful! I'm also willing to pick the stars and hold the moon for my sister, don't bother with people from other places." Yan Ji was reluctant and handed over snacks.

Cheng Yun couldn't refute these words, but he was heartbroken, and Li Qiu also burst into laughter.

"Look at your sweet mouth! I'll accept it!" Fan Xuelan was really annoyed by this finely crafted little girl, she knew that if she didn't extend her hand, the little girl was about to fall off the boat.

There was only a light silk veil in the drapery, and the red rope of the tube top was looming, making it more charming and charming. Half-lifting the light veil, the white jade lotus arm was protruding, just like the long fingers of the spring and tenderness took the lotus seed cake and placed it on the small table beside him. superior.

She couldn't tell whether she couldn't carry the pair of water spirit pupils outside the curtain eagerly, or was attracted by the snow-white and crystal clear lotus seed cake, Fan Xuelan picked up the lotus seed cake marked with four petals of plum blossoms, and bit gently under the cover of a fan.

The yam is sweet, the lotus seed is elegant, it melts in the mouth, and the dense aroma blooms in the mouth. After entering the stomach, it remains slightly cool and fresh, and it is not like mint and cool teeth, sweet but not greasy.

She has never tasted pastries that can enhance the aroma of the ingredients themselves without stealing the flavor of the ingredients, and can make her heart sweet. She has eaten all kinds of snacks in the streets and alleys of Beijing, and her eyes are like the bright autumn light that can't hide the surprise.

With this one bite, you know yourself, and you're hooked!She fell in love with sweets.

She remained elegant and calm and finished eating the cakes in her hands. Yan Ji smiled sweetly and hurriedly handed over the prepared Mingqian Longjing.

Fan Xuelan bit her lips lightly, holding back her desire to touch the cake again, without lifting the light curtain, she was half-sitting and half-leaning on the edge of the boat, holding the rich and noble peony embroidered dough fan and rocking gently.

Seeing that the momentum was good, Yan Yan brought another plate and said with a smile, "Little sister, try it, this is lotus root flour and sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Fan Xuelan was again attracted by the crystal clear lotus root starch osmanthus cake. The osmanthus petals were blooming on the clear lotus root flour cake, and she could smell the elegant and refined fragrance of osmanthus through the light curtain. The hand exerted force for three points without a trace.

"Little sister has such good craftsmanship, it seems that Xiao Langjun doesn't know how to eat." Fan Xuelan pretended to smile casually, and did not take the cake for a long time.

"Yes! It's still the little sister who knows the goods." Yan Ji glanced at Chengyun who was behind her and pouted, "It's not like some people are bullied! Look at the little sister, don't you smell it?"

In this flower boat on the Canglan River, she Fan Xuelan recognized the second, and who would dare to say the first?
These pastries can enter her mouth, but worry that no one will like them in the future?The huge capital courted Fan Xuelan's rich sons and noble children, who didn't know how picky she was about desserts?

Fan Xuelan propped up her elbows, her chin rested lightly on her two fingers, her eyes like autumn water looked at the girl who was just beginning to laugh through the curtain, and her eyes did not retain the look of seeking others, making her behind the curtain amused. Keep laughing.

There are many noble and exquisite painting boats on the Canglan River, and I have never seen that serious person who dared to stop her painting boat like this, so which serious girl would be interested in them?

Don't they all think for the sake of fame and festivals, how far do they run when they see their flower boat approaching?
The two did not give in to each other, one supported and the other held, the atmosphere was so subtle that it was impossible to tell who was holding and who was holding up?

Fan Xuelan rubbed her hangover and aching forehead. The elegant fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus kept disturbing her. She wondered how to eat it and had to hold on to the scene. God knows how hard it is for dessert lovers to not eat the dessert in front of her.

In the early morning, it is not yet bright, and it is not a simple seedling for a little girl to conjure up a whole table of desserts on the table. Please eat so diligently, who will fall into the trap of whom?

If it weren't for the fact that she stopped the boat by herself, she would have thought that the pit was dug for her to jump in.

Thinking of this, she no longer resisted, half-lifting the veil to retrieve the cakes, and putting a piece of lotus root starch sweet-scented osmanthus cake under the fan. Special comfort and cool feeling.

Fan Xuelan saw her painting boat and her favorite lotus seed milk cake, and Liu Mei raised her eyes lightly, hinting at Yan Ji.

"okay!"

Yan Jing readily agreed and handed over the lotus seed custard cake.

It was only then that Fan Xuelan realized that Yan Ji's right hand was hanging on her chest, and she couldn't ignore it when she ate her mouth.

With such a serious internal injury, the little girl who is still alive and dancing looks like a headache.

For some reason, she suddenly sympathized with the two people behind her.

If nothing happened, I picked up the lotus seed milk cake and took a bite. I didn’t know that the milk that had been concentrated several times just melted in my mouth.

Fan Xuelan looked at Xiaowaer again, the original guard in her eyes had all been lifted, her eyes ignited the crazy enthusiasm for dessert, and then she looked at the jade lotus seed cake that Chengyun had just despised.

Yan Ji tilted her head in disbelief. Most people don't treat guests with eaten pastries. Fan Xuelan's non-joking request made her hesitate for a while, and then Na Na asked:

"Sister, are you sure?"

"Sure." Although she couldn't wait to know what the tender green pastry was, Fan Xuelan maintained her elegance and leisure.

Yan Ji handed over the last plate of cakes on the table, seeing that she put the cakes into her mouth a little faster this time than before. This relatively quickness made the corners of her mouth rise involuntarily.

The jade lotus seed cake is engraved with rose petals, and the taste of pea puree is different in different shops. As soon as you enter the mouth, the fragrance of fresh green tea overflows and melts on the lips together with the soft and sweet lotus seeds.

A few desserts came together, Fan Xuelan had completely surrendered to the cakes, Yan Ji brought the white fungus and lotus seed soup, and Fan Xuelan also asked the servants to lift half of the curtain and fix it happily.

She scooped up the crystal clear light crimson crystal clear colloid and asked, "This is?"

Tremella lotus seed soup is common, but I have never seen a soup with this stuff.

"This is the peach blossom tears, little sister try it, it's a beauty product!" Yan Ji's eyes were full of anticipation, and Fan Xuelan was convinced and put the spoon into her mouth.

Another dish that made Fan Xuelan obsessed with soup!

The white fungus almost melted in the soup, and the lotus seeds were as fresh as freshly picked. The sweet taste was the same as the soft and smooth peach blossom tears. It released a unique sweetness and sweetness in the mouth, which made people want to take another sip.

After entering the half cup, Fan Xuelan thought that there was the last cup on the table, and put down the soup.

Yan Ji hurriedly waved her broken hands together, and responded in a panic, "Little sister should save me some breakfast! All I have left is lotus seed porridge."

Fan Xuelan laughed and said, "Yes! My little sister's breakfast is on the slave's table." She didn't care about her face and adjusted her gauze, covering up her long white legs and half-exposed pink. With tender and crisp breasts, even though she was still the flirtatious Fan Xuelan in red gauze, the look in Yan Ji's eyes was no longer light and sloppy.

"Although the boat was stopped by the slave family, the slave family still suspects that this table of desserts was deliberately given to me by the little sister."

Yan Ji threw both hands anxiously again, Fan Xuelan shook her head helplessly, and Tuan Fan bullied her left hand and pressed down the wound on her left hand, with a smile on the corners of her eyes and brows: "Don't say it! The slave family is yours, or the slave family will leave."

When Yan Jing heard this, she quickly covered her mouth, which made her laugh so fast.

Fan Xuelan changed her flirtatiousness and weakness, and said in a calm tone, "The slave family agrees first, and if you can't eat it later, the slave family will set a fire for your boat!"

Yan Ji couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth when she heard it, did she anger at the crown for dessert?
Fan Xuelan's feigned casual gaze fell on the man behind Xiaowa'er. Yan Yan followed her line of sight and looked back. The man who was about to spit the cake on the river was swallowed by the sight.

Fan Xuelan leaned over and bit Yan Ji's ear and said, "Next time, if he doesn't want the snacks, the slave family will want them all. This little man has no talent for eating dim sum, but the slave family has it."

She is convinced that eating dim sum requires talent. How many people can have this talent for tasting?

Except for her, Fan Xuelan, who can talk about a good piano, no one on the Canglan River can come out on top, and she can be left with the difference between tasting dim sum. Who dares to recognize the right?

Yan Ji covered her mouth and snickered when she heard it, and she had to ask why this little man was afraid of dim sum!

In this way, who will she look for in the future to test her heart?
"The shop will open in a few days, and I will send a message to the little sister, but where should the little sister send it?"

Fan Xuelan took out a piece of gilt skylark paper from her bosom and handed it to Yan Ji, the fan swayed gently, and she said with a smile: "This paper will be left to my sister, not only those who carry it on the boat will not stop you, even if they will be on the boat in the future. The immortal moon can also be cleared immediately."

Yan Ji took the paper, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, and looked at it carefully. There was Fan Xuelan's elegant body fragrance on it, and everyone saw that she was still close to her nose, and her face was suddenly filled with embarrassment.

"Little sister is amazing! I'm afraid there are not many people who can imitate this gilded booklet, and few people can have the liuxia fragrance on this booklet alone."

"Look, you're also a well-informed person, let's talk! If you continue to boast, the slave family will have no time to rest." Fan Xuelan, who had taken off the coquettish mask, didn't plan to put it back on.

The little girl has the whole table of desserts in her boat, what else can I hold?
"Little sister can provide you with three types of snacks at four hours a day, and the same is not repeated for a month. If any customer asks, please feel free to share the source of the pastry."

"The little girl's business has been brought up by the slave family! After eating this way, it won't take a year to become a Zhongyuan sacrifice." Is it easy to maintain this slim figure?

No matter how much she likes dim sum, she doesn't dare to eat it every day, although the little girl's proposal made her heart pound.

Yan Ji smiled like the first melting of spring snow, so she bit Fan Xuelan's ear and said, "Little sister, don't worry, eating my sister's snacks will definitely not damage your body, it will only make your skin smoother and smoother."

"Really?" Fan Xuelan looked back in surprise and became even more moved.

"Of course! If I believe my sister, I can ask Xiao Langjun to prepare a bottle of Xieyang's famous wine Yu Lizui and a hard-to-find Huiyan Dew for my sister, how about it?"

I advertise myself like this everywhere, and I don't know that people can't buy it!
"Little Langjun has this ability?" Seeing Chengyun's sad face, Fan Xuelan finally swallowed the cake, and the corners of her mouth kept rising.

"Yes! Of course! This time he came to Beiyong to buy and buy, and he is familiar with Director Ye of Guiwu Mountain!"

The two people behind them were talking about Yan Ji's words, and the corners of their mouths were obviously drawn.

The most familiar, isn't she? ? ?

(End of this chapter)