Not only Zhao Ruo was confused, but also Qin Yu and Qian Yuhe. They didn't know what this birthday cake was.
"What is that?"
How to explain this? Qi Chuchu thought for a while and said, "It's a snack like longevity peach cake? You can put candles on it and let the birthday person make a wish. It has a good meaning. Grandma might like such a thoughtful creation."
Zhaoruo thought for a while and nodded in agreement.
"Chu Chu, what should we do?"
The group of four people they met by chance went back to Prince Duan's Mansion. Qi Chuchu wrote down the method of making cakes from memory and gave it to the people in the small kitchen to do it.
There was no cream, so she asked the chef to make taro paste instead. After some decoration, it was a little bit interesting.
Zhaoruo asked Yuzhu to memorize the steps for making the birthday cake, and chatted with Qi Chuchu for a long time before leaving the palace and returning to the palace.
Mu Chenduan returned to his house very late that night. When he went to look for Qi Chuchu, Qi Chuchu had already gone to bed.
He had to wait until the next day to find Qi Chuchu again.
Not long after breakfast, Qi Chuchu was exercising to digest food. When Mu Chen arrived at Luanqi Pavilion, he pulled her out of the palace without letting Qianyu follow.
In the carriage, Qi Chuchu and Muchen Duan sat on each side, very distant.
"Where are we going?" Qi Chuchu asked. She felt that she had been sitting for a long time, but the car hadn't stopped yet.
"Outside the city."
"What are you going to do outside? Your Majesty, you are not going to take me to do things now, are you?" Qi Chuchu said in surprise. It happened that the carriage was not going smoothly at this time, and she fell forward as a result of a wheel. Mu Chenduan's arms.
The car was silent. Qi Chuchu couldn't see the curvature of the corner of Mu Chenduan's mouth, but felt embarrassed. She wanted to sit down again, but Mu Chenduan pulled her to his side.
"This is the way this road is. If you don't want to be like just now, just sit still."
As soon as he finished speaking, the girl on the side was indeed peaceful. Qi Chuchu opened the curtain of the carriage and looked outside. This seemed a bit like a mountain road, right?
After walking bumpily for a long time, the carriage finally stopped. When we got off, we saw a small bamboo house courtyard next to green water and green mountains, which was very elegant.
Moreover, they were traveling lightly. Besides the groom, the two of them were accompanied by Zhan Yiming.
"Now that we're here, it's time for the prince to tell you what to do." Qi Chuchu asked.
"The person who lives here is a worldly master, and he has many paintings and monuments in his possession. I would like to ask Cui Yi's "Mountain Dwelling" in his possession to be given to the imperial grandmother as a birthday gift. The eldest princess of Jiashan has extraordinary painting skills. I must You can help me."
After saying that, Mu Chenduan turned to look at her with a determined smile.
Another congratulatory gift from the Queen Mother? Why do both of them need my help? Qi Chuchu was a little suspicious, but before she could recover, she was pulled into the small courtyard by Mu Chen.
As soon as they entered, they smelled the aroma of roasted chicken. Looking around, they saw an old man with gray hair and baggy clothes eating deliciously in the courtyard.
Mr. Fu had already met Mu Chen Duan once. Seeing that he had brought a girl with him this time, he quickly waved his hand to let him go.
When Qi Chuchu saw this, she thought Mr. Fu was inviting them to eat together. After all, the old man didn't say anything.
She sat down and was about to tear up the grilled chicken wings happily when Mr. Fu slapped the back of her hand. It hurt instantly and was greasy, which made her frown and feel disgusted.
"Madam, please don't be rude to Mr. Fu." Mu Chen said seriously, feeling very nervous, fearing that Qi Chuchu would anger Mr. Fu.
Before Qi Chuchu could say anything, Mr. Fu swallowed the meat in his mouth and said, "You all get out of the way and don't disturb me while I'm eating! Otherwise, I won't even see you."
Hey! This smelly old man has quite a temper! Qi Chuchu sighed, but thinking of Mu Chenduan's purpose of coming here, she didn't dare to be presumptuous, so she gave a fake smile.
"Sir, please forgive me, my little girl may have made a mistake." Qi Chuchu stood up and stepped away, going to the creek outside the road yard to rub the oil on her hands.
"It's strange, old man. You eat so much oil so early in the morning. Be careful! Huh, you still hit me?..."
After talking to himself for a while, Qi Chuchu got up and went back to the small courtyard. At this time, Mr. Fu had just finished eating and was striding towards the house. Mu Chenduan and Zhan Yiming were following behind.
"Are you here because of Cui Yi's paintings?"
"Yes, Mr. Fu. My grandmother's birthday is coming soon. My grandmother likes calligraphy and painting, so I would like to give you my best." Mu Chen cupped his hands and Zhan Yiming took advantage of the situation and presented two boxes of antiques.
Mr. Fu nodded, but his eyes were attracted by Qi Chuchu who was wandering around in his room, "I bought some of the paintings here by chance, but later they were hard to find. So many people asked for them, and some It was by chance that it came into my hands, so my paintings are always available to those who are destined to get them."
"You, this young man, seem to have no connection with Cui Yi's paintings."
After saying this, Mr. Fu pushed the two boxes back. Although Qi Chuchu was wandering around the room, she was also paying attention.
Seeing Mu Chenduan was silent for a moment, she answered, "Then, sir, can you tell me what counts as a destined person?"
"If I want to say something, I will say it. If I don't want to say something, I won't say it."
Okay, the arrogant old man, Qi Chuchu was not going to spoil him, so he replied, "Is it possible that you want to raise the price? Or is it that you treasure Master Cui Yi's paintings and are just looking for excuses?"
Mu Chenduan saw that Mr. Fu's expression turned ugly, and he immediately stood up and whispered to Qi Chuchu to stop talking.
Qi Chuchu broke away from Mu Chenduan, walked to Mr. Fu and sat down.
"Sir, you have so many famous calligraphy and paintings here. I wonder how good your skills are?"
