Farmers' group pet: the blessings of powerful ministers are soft and deceitful

Chapter 93 Chicken Cake

So after more than ten days, at the beginning of June, the letter from Lianxi Academy arrived at the Zhaohe Town Bookstore.

Mr. Zou replied two letters, one was addressed to the shopkeeper of the bookstore, and the other was addressed to Master Xu.

The letter to the shopkeeper was naturally to thank him for donating the book Yunyun, and told him that if there is such a good thing next time, please never forget him.

The letter to Mr. Xu is much thicker, after all, there are still many articles in it.

The shopkeeper saw that Mr. Xu would not come to the town for a while, so he saw whoever was going to Huatian Village or passing Huatian Village, and took the letter there.

This wait lasted another four or five days, and by the time Shen Chenlan actually received the letter, it was already mid-June.

At this time, the rice in the fields had already grown ears, and every household was busy looking at the rice seedlings in their own fields, and they would go for a walk every now and then, for fear that those birds would nest in their fields.

Some people made some scarecrows, covered them with straw hats, and pretended to be watched by people in the field to scare the birds away.

So when Shen Chenlan got the letter at home, the people in the village were already ready to start harvesting. They were all sharpening their sickles and cleaning the warehouses to make room for new millet.

Master Xu came to the door with the letter himself, and Shen Chenlan happened to be at home, so he hurriedly welcomed him into the house.

As soon as he entered the door, Master Xu smelled a fragrance. He didn't know what it was, but it was very fragrant!

After taking two puffs, he felt that it was not very polite, so he quickly called Shen Chenlan to a stop, and said, "Forget it, I won't go in the house, you take the article, I asked other gentlemen to review it for you, you read it carefully, it's great for you Useful."

After that, he waved his hand and turned to leave.

It was still Shen Chenlan who caught him quickly and said, "Wait a minute, now that Master's house doesn't have to rush the farming, there is still time to sit down and have a sip of tea."

He had already seen it just now, when Master Xu entered the door and smelled it, his stomach seemed to growl.

Shen Chenlan pursed her lips to hide her smile, and asked someone to sit down.

Now that Jiang Ning makes cakes at home every day, he is used to the smell, and other people who have never smelled this smell will naturally find it novel.

Moreover, Jiang Ning just made a lot of new dim sum today, and let them taste it early in the morning, and they thought it tasted good.

So he asked Jiang Ning to take out a few pieces of chicken cakes newly baked in the oven, put them on the table with freshly brewed tea, and said, "Master, try this, this is the chicken cake made by my wife. It tastes very good."

Master Xu was about to leave, but was dragged into the house by Shen Chenlan.

Seeing that the tea had been brewed, it was not easy to save his face, so he sat down.

But when Shen Chenlan took out the small plate of snacks, he was stunned.

Apart from the rich people in the city, who can eat this kind of dim sum nowadays?
He immediately felt ashamed of receiving it, so he waved his hands and said, "No need, I'd better keep this expensive thing for myself."

It is not easy for any family or household, so he will not take advantage of others.

Shen Chenlan said: "Master, don't worry, there are still many in the oven, just treat it as a gift from the younger generation to thank the master for sending a special letter, and the master also specially asked someone to help me read the article, the younger generation should come to the door to thank you. "

Master Xu quickly waved his hand: "There is no need to come to thank you."

After all, he felt that Shen Lan was too long-winded, so he immediately reached out and took a piece of chicken cake.

The surface of the chicken biscuit seems to be oily and watery. It is not as pink as other pastries when held in the hand, but it is still a bit greasy.

He put it in his mouth and took a bite, and the salty and sweet taste spread in his mouth. He thought that even if it was delicious, it would not be so delicious.

When he was studying in Lianxi Academy before, he also tasted the dim sum of Caizhizhai, but he thought it was nothing more than that.

In addition, a scholar should not focus on his appetite, even if it is delicious, he can only taste a piece of it.

(End of this chapter)