Leng Yunmo was a little confused: "What kind of lotus wine? I've never drunk it before."
Grandfather Su Dong said shamelessly: "The prince also got ten cans."
Leng Yunmo glanced at him: "Prince, are we still good brothers? How can we secretly hide and drink good wine?"
"If you shut up now, I'll give you a can later and take it back." Leng Yichen's deep voice sounded.
Because he was too noisy, he obediently shut his mouth for a sip of wine.
Unknowingly, his grandfather has lived in the palace for eight days, and the prince has become accustomed to Su Lele holding him to sleep every night. He feels that the quality of his sleep in the past few nights is better than before.
"Grandpa, tomorrow is the birthday of the Duke of Laozhen. What gift are you going to give to your old friend?"
Su Lele and her grandfather Su Dong were eating snacks and chatting in the courtyard.
"Send me a can of lotus wine, please be generous!" Su Dong glanced at her, waiting for praise.
"That's so generous." Su Lele laughed to save face.
I don’t know what gift the prince gave to the Duke of Laozhen. It is probably very expensive. Then she went with the prince to celebrate his birthday, so she shouldn't need to give any other gifts. But the old prince was an old friend of her grandfather after all, so she would give some cakes and peanut snacks that no one had ever eaten as gifts.
After his grandfather returned to Yanyu Pavilion to take a nap, Su Lele moved to the dining room over at Chenxiang Pavilion. She plans to make some peach blossom cakes, beef tongue cakes, and plum cakes.
Instructing his servants to prepare the required materials, Su Lele planned to make some beef tongue cakes first. When she was in modern times, she also loved to eat it, and she liked its crispy skin and fragrant filling.
First make the puff pastry. Su Lele poured the lard into the flour and kneaded it into a ball. Then make the water-oil crust. In another plate, pour flour, oil, sugar, milk, and a little honey, stir evenly, and knead into a ball.
Then put the fried sesame seeds, pepper powder, salt, egg white, and sugar into an empty bowl and stir evenly, then add a little cooked flour, knead them into a small ball, and the filling is ready .
Knead the pastry dough and water dough into equal portions.
Then wrap the pastry dough with the water-oil dough, let it rest for a quarter of an hour, roll them into a rectangular shape with a rolling pin, and then roll up the dough. After letting it rest for another quarter of an hour, roll the rolled dough into an oval shape, add the filling dumplings, wrap them up, and then use a rolling pin to gently roll them into an ox tongue shape.
After placing the prepared beef tongue cake on the iron plate, Su Lele ordered his servants to bake the beef tongue cake for a quarter of an hour.
Then Su Lele made a more complicated peach blossom cake, and also made some sour and sweet plum cakes.
In the evening, Leng Yichen returned to the palace after handling official duties at the Criminal Department. When passing by Chenxiang Pavilion, the aroma of pastries hit his nostrils. He wanted to go back to Yijing Pavilion, so he diverted and entered Chenxiang Pavilion.
Lengfeng had been working with his master for a day. He was already hungry. Suddenly he smelled the fragrant smell and couldn't help but take a breath: "Your Majesty, the Princess is probably making new products again. It's really amazing."
"Um."
I don’t know whether the prince’s simple reply was in response to him saying that the princess had made new products, or in response to him praising the princess for her greatness.
The master's heart is always unpredictable.
The busy Su Lele looked up just in time to see Leng Yichen returning, and smiled sweetly: "My lord, you are back. Are you hungry? Do you want a piece of cake?"
Leng Yichen's heart was pounding at this moment. He had always been calm and composed, with no emotion on his face. He smiled faintly at her unconsciously: "You're back, are you making new products? Are you too tired?"
Su Lele was stunned for a moment. Did the prince just smile at her? It was so rare that he even cared about whether she was tired.
"It's okay. Try this beef tongue cake." Su Lele placed the plate with beef tongue cake in front of him.
Leng Yichen took a piece, put it into his mouth gracefully and took a bite, his eyes widened immediately.
Su Lele looked at him: "Are you surprised why it's Xiankou?"
"Yeah, it has a very unique taste. The skin is very crispy and the salty flavor is strong."
"Would you like to try this peach blossom cake? The filling is red bean paste, and this plum cake is also good. It's sour and sweet. They're all freshly baked, so they taste better when eaten hot."
Seeing her chirping, Leng Yichen didn't feel noisy: "Okay."
Su Lele had actually seen the two guards next to him swallowing their saliva a long time ago: "Cold wind, cold rain, come and have a taste, eat it while it's hot."
The two glanced at their master.
"Um."
After hearing his master's agreement, Leng Feng impatiently stretched out his cute big hand to take out a piece of beef tongue cake, took a big bite, and praised in a very stupid way: "Princess, how come everything you cook is so delicious?" It’s delicious, and it’s a small blessing to be able to eat what you cook!”
Everyone likes to hear good things, and Su Lele is the same. She smiled and teased him: "How about you follow me from now on, and your share of the delicious food is indispensable."
Leng Feng suddenly felt that the beef tongue cake in his mouth no longer tasted good. He looked at his master and then at the princess.
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore."
Leng Yichen tasted a piece of pastry each and then took a sip of tea: "Do you want to take these pastries to the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion tomorrow?"
"Well, wouldn't it be too shabby?"
"No, in addition, I have asked the butler to prepare gifts. Compared with these expensive gifts, I think the pastry you made is a unique gift. I think the Duke of Old Town will be very happy after receiving it."
Su Lele was very happy after hearing this: "Really! My lord, when is your birthday, I will make you a unique pastry."
"There are still more than three months."
"Okay, I remember."
Due to time constraints, Su Lele did not make many of these three pastries. Send a box to the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion, and give some of the rest to your family to taste. Tomorrow, the Su Mansion is also invited, and the Prince's Mansion is also invited, and they are also given to the Prince and his family to taste.
Zhenguogongfu
The Duke's Mansion was very lively today, with many officials and wealthy businessmen coming to congratulate him.
Yun Zhishu, the daughter of the minister, also came with her father and mother to congratulate her today. She had long heard that the second prince would be coming today, so she got up early and dressed up just to get his attention.
Several official ladies were sitting at the table in the pavilion, chatting and eating snacks.
"Zhishu, you look so beautiful in this outfit. I would say that there are not many women in Dayun Kingdom who are both talented and beautiful. You are one of them. I have always felt that you and the second prince are a perfect match."
"Yes, I don't know why the second prince suddenly married the daughter of a ninth-grade official, and now he is out in public doing business."
"I heard that she is good at cooking, but not good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."
Everyone was praising Yun Zhishu, the talented woman around them.
I saw her saying something over tea: "Although she doesn't know how to play chess, calligraphy and painting, I guess the prince likes to eat the snacks she makes."
After hearing this, everyone felt that she had a general understanding and was a better match for the prince.
The object of everyone's discussion: Su Lele, who followed the prince and grandfather to the Zhenguo Palace.
"Happy birthday, old friend." Su Dong congratulated the Duke of Old Town and handed him the can of lotus wine.
"Just give me a can of wine. They are all very generous in giving me banknotes, precious paintings and calligraphy."
The old man touched his white beard with his left hand and pointed at some old friends beside him.
