When Le Xiaoyue came in, she happened to hear everyone discussing Ye Xingtong's cooking skills.
There were plates after plates of beautiful food on the table, just like the most beautiful paintings.
It's not that Le Xiaoyue didn't know that Ye Xingtong could cook delicious food, but she never thought that she could see what Ye Xingtong cooked.
But now, what Ye Xingtong did was not for her to eat.
But to another girl.
This feeling is very bad.
She didn't go in immediately, but stood by the door and watched everything quietly.
"Almond tofu is made by grinding sweet almonds, adding water and boiling them, then freezing and solidifying them before cutting them into pieces. It is called almond tofu because it looks like tofu. The most famous record is that it appeared in the Manchu-Han banquet. This is a very healthy dessert. Among them, the sweet almond is nourishing, has the effect of nourishing the lungs, and can also reduce the occurrence of intestinal cancer. An An, try it quickly, I believe you will like it." Xiao Mochi introduced the dishes and urged An Song to taste it.
An Song gently forked a little of the dessert with a small fork, then tasted it carefully, squinted his eyes, and nodded with satisfaction.
Indeed, Ye Xingtong’s dessert is very delicious.
Seeing that An Song was satisfied with his dishes, Ye Xingtong also had a smile on his face.
"An An, this is my favorite flower cake. Let me tell you, my second brother is great at making flower cakes." Yaoyao said, pushing the flower cake in front of An Song.
An Song has been abroad before. Not to mention this personality, even the previous personality did not understand many domestic desserts.
So she looked at these things in front of her with a cute expression, tilted her head, and said nothing.
Seeing her expression, Xiao Mochi smiled and said, "Do I need a little science popularization for you? Come on, don't be afraid, Uncle Mochi will turn on the science popularization mode for you now!"
As he said this, Xiao Mochi came over, looked at the flower cakes on the table, and said in a straight tone:
"Flower cakes were born in the Qing Dynasty more than 300 years ago. The flower cakes we eat are made of flowers. They taste good and can beautify the skin, so they are popular all over the country. "Yanjing Chronicles" records that during the Four Seasons If the moon is made of roses, it is called rose cake. If it is made of wisteria flowers, it is called wisteria cake. They are all foods according to the time.
I think back then, the flowering period of edible roses was limited, and this cake only used the petals of edible roses, so it was quite precious and could only be tasted by people of high status. Therefore, at that time, flower cakes were Emperor Qianlong’s favorite palace delicacy. "
An Song listened to the explanation and nodded. It turns out that there are flower cakes like this.
"Here, let's grow it first. If you like to eat it, let Ye Xingtong cook it for you often." Xiao Mochi said with a smile.
An Song was stunned when he heard this.
Yaoyao on the side looked at An Song, who was a little cold at first, and suddenly had a cute expression on her face, and said with a smile:
"What my second uncle means is that I hope you will marry my second brother. Once you get married, you can eat whatever you want from now on."
"Get married." An Song murmured.
It seems pretty good too.
But what will happen between her and that personality?
Le Xiaoyue, who was here, suddenly felt sad when she heard them all talking about getting married.
She had been in the Xiao family for so long and never heard them say anything about getting married, but now?
Now that An Song, who might be mentally ill, came over, they all regarded her as their treasure, and even said they wanted to marry Ye Xingtong.
This man, indeed, has a very crooked heart.
What turned out to be?
She gritted her teeth and walked over while they continued to discuss food.
Then he deliberately looked at a plate of snacks, picked up a small piece, put it in his mouth, chewed and tasted it gently.
The food made by Ye Xingtong is indeed delicious and will not disappoint at all.
It was because it was so delicious that she felt a little bitter.
She sniffed, and then said: "Osmanthus glutinous rice lotus root, also known as honey glutinous rice lotus root, is a unique Chinese dessert in the traditional dishes of the Jiangnan region. Glutinous rice is filled with lotus roots, served with osmanthus sauce and red dates. They are carefully made together and are well-known for their sweetness, crispness and rich osmanthus aroma. Brother Xingtong, I like to eat the osmanthus glutinous rice lotus root you make. Can you make it for me more often?"
Hearing this, Ye Xingtong glanced at her lightly and said very emotionlessly: "I don't have that much time."
The implication is that she likes to eat, but he doesn't want to do it.
With such a straightforward rejection, what else did Le Xiaoyue not understand?
Le Xiaoyue felt a little cold in her heart. She pursed her lips, then smiled bitterly, and said:
"Brother Xingtong, you...don't want to hurt me more."
"Pfft, Xiaoyue, my girlfriend is here. I love you so much. What does my girlfriend think?" Xiao Mochi reminded half jokingly and half seriously:
"So, you must understand your position and don't think about people you shouldn't think about."
When Le Xiaoyue heard this, she felt even more uncomfortable. She curled her lips and said, "Of course I know who I am... But, I don't want to lose a relative like Brother Xingtong. Don't you also want me to follow you?" Have you become relatives?"
As she said that, she looked at An Song with a tea-filled look, "I know I made you very unhappy today, but I think people are prone to making mistakes. You always have to be more tolerant and give me tolerance. In fact, that's Give yourself tolerance, it will be good for you and me."
If it were someone else who made such a statement, they would probably be speechless and not know how to respond.
But An Song smiled and said directly: "Well, we should indeed give tolerance to people like you. Because you have nothing to do with us. How far my thoughts are, I suggest you get out of here!"
"You...you told me to get out?" Le Xiaoyue frowned, how could he not give her any affection like before?
What on earth is this?
Le Xiaoyue felt that An Song was too difficult to deal with, and he couldn't figure out her true thoughts or her tricks.
Ye Ranran no longer liked seeing Le Xiaoyue like this. Her face darkened slightly and she reminded: "If you just want to eat, we welcome you. But if you have other ideas, don't blame me, eh?"
Hearing Ye Ranran's words, Le Xiaoyue's expression changed, she lowered her head and said in a rather pitiful tone:
"Aunt Ranran, you...you said that...I...I feel very sad."
"If you still call me aunt, just swallow what you want to say. It's not easy for any of us, and no one has the obligation to bear all your bad temper. I don't have to be responsible for you, understand?" Ye Ranran reminded.
Although everyone sympathized with Le Xiaoyue's experience, she provoked everyone again and again, and there was nothing worthy of sympathy.
