Qianshan stood aside and was a little anxious, urging Ning Nanyou, "Why don't you say anything else? The lady likes it so much, don't you tell me how to get this tassel cake?"

Ning Nanyou lowered his head, obviously embarrassed to say it.

Qianshan continued along the way: "My lady doesn't know... The lord asked me to go to the market to purchase the ingredients needed for this tassel cake a few days ago. Because the sweet and soft cake in this tassel cake is completely different from the pastry next to it, I carefully prepared a special food introduction to join it."

Jiang Chengjia blinked and looked at Ning Nanyou. Seeing that he was silent, he asked Qianshan: "What special food inducement?"

"The reason why tassel cake has a unique natural aroma is because the water it uses in the production process is the dew stained on the petals in the morning. The dew dyes the aroma and nectar, then adds it to the flour and kneads into a ball, and the natural dew smell of the nectar is integrated into it to make tassel cake with such a strong aroma." Qianshan said in succession, and then added: "There is also a ingredient in tassel cake that is very troublesome to brew in the early stage. You need to soak the petals in the rice brew for five days, then mix and stir with the prepared thick honey for one day, and add fabric to form a soft and glutinous petal mud. Let it sit for another day before the wine in the rice brew can be evaporated. Finally, you can use this soft flower mud as a tassel flower pad to cut out such fine tassel ears."

The process is very complicated, but Ning Nanyou patiently took the maids to do it one by one. It is precisely because of this intention that Qianshan felt that perhaps Jiang Chengjia could be happier than in this life, and perhaps the endings of the two of them would be different.

"If you don't say anything next to it... If this pastry needs to be collected from the petal dew from Chuchen, it will be even more difficult to collect it, let alone collect the dew that can make so many tassel cakes..." Jiang Chengjia learned how careful Ning Nanyou had to write down her preferences and the taste of her missing.

Her nose became sore and she said sadly: "Thank you."

Seeing her staring at him with such grateful eyes, Ning Nanyou blushed quietly, cleared his throat unnaturally, coughed twice, turned his face, looked at Qianshan, raised his chin and pretended to be cold and said, "Nothing is so complicated?"

Qianshan was stunned and stopped talking.

The atmosphere suddenly calmed down. Ning Nanyou glanced at Jiang Chengjia, wanting to see her crying expression in surprise, but she didn't want to be too obvious, so her eyes floated elsewhere, but her face turned sideways, and said indifferently: "Don't be too moved, this is just a trivial matter for me."

Jiang Chengjia was amused by his pretending to be careless and said, "Okay, okay, Erlang is calm and determined in everything he does. These are naturally small matters. Zuo just needs to waste his thoughts for several days before he can prepare the ingredients."

She quipped a little naughty.

So, the young man in black clothes in front of him didn't know what to do like a child. He lowered his eyes, closed his mouth and stopped talking.

"Male and female, please have some food quickly. The servants are both hungry and hungry when they are holding the food table. It's really not possible!"

Qianshan watched from the side, knowing that Ning Nanyou was ashamed to express the rich emotions hidden in his heart, so he hurriedly relieved him.

Jiang Chengjia also knew the significance of Qianshan's smoothing scene at this moment, so she followed her words: "Even so, I can't finish such a lot of pastries, so why don't you all eat a few pieces of tassel cakes together."

Ning Nanyou is a withdrawn person and can't say anything sweet or do something to make people happy. He is so careful that he treats Jiang Chengjia so gentlely, which is enough to show how much he likes her.

The master and servants used breakfast lively, and the laughter and laughter from the yard in the north made the servants who were constantly coming and going curious.

Jiang Chengjia seemed to have forgotten what had just made her unhappy. After Qianshan led the servants and maids to take the food and leave the North Courtyard, she gradually calmed down her smile.

"Erlang, how do you... know how to make this tassel cake?" She was very curious about this.

What about Liusu cake? Only two people in the world know about it, but one of them has long lost the memory of his previous life and is in trouble. He is just an ordinary mortal. This person is Fu Yang. Jiang Chengjia is convinced that after Ning Nanyou turned into a mortal, all his divine power was disintegrated, and it was impossible to remember the events of his previous life again. Even if he was natural, he was very familiar with the way of making this pastry, and he would never make the taste of the pastry exactly the same as she remembered. Moreover, Fu Yang in this life is a person who never touches the kitchen...

The other person in the world who knows how to make Liusu cake is the only one who is Fu Yang's mother, He Yuyang.

The signboard of Liusu Tower was made by Hemu.

He's mother went to the mortal world with her to find Fu Yang. In order to gain a foothold in the huge Jiuzhou Guanglu, she built a water pavilion, while He's mother built a restaurant on both sides of the water river in the south of the Yangtze River, named it tassels. The unique tassel cake and the unpredictable magical fragrance are the main source of attracting customers to the tassels for thousands of years.

But later, He's mother suddenly disappeared, and no one knew where she went. Jiang Chengjia once came to Liusu Building on the bank of Jiangnan River alone, trying to find her whereabouts, but heard from the Jin clan who guarded the building that the original Liusu cake had left Jiangnan many years ago, leaving only the land deed of Liusu Building and the secret recipe for Liusu cake making, and requested them to stay in this restaurant for generations.

The Jin family kept their promises and guarded this old restaurant year after year, and the shopkeepers of the restaurant have changed generation after generation. Regardless of whether the Jiuzhou continent is fragmented, smoke everywhere, or whether it is peaceful, the world is united. Liusu Tower stands tall for thousands of years under the protection of the Shui Pavilion.

But the tassel cake in Liusulou is not the real tassel cake. Even though the Jin family has inherited the secret recipe of the pastry, they can't make its unique taste. Perhaps, the little bit of slight changes in the pastry can't be tasted, but she still remembers it fresh.

She would not remember the taste of the savory cake, after all, it was her most unique memory with Fu Yang.

"When I was a child, I remember that there was an old mother who taught me to make tassel cake. My mother also loved this pastry. In the past, in order to please my mother, I often ordered people to buy the ingredients needed for tassel cake and then make them by myself." Ning Nanyou said lightly, and before he knew it, a trace of sadness flowed out in his eyes, and he said with a little self-deprecating: "Later, my mother hated this pastry very much."

Jiang Chengjia was silent, knowing that he had touched his wound again inadvertently.

"Are you surprised that the old mother who appeared beside me when she was a child would make the only treasure cake from the Jin family of Liusulou?" he suddenly asked.

Jiang Chengjia froze for a moment and nodded.

Ning Nanyou sighed, "I am also confused. The taste of this pastry is still fresh in my memory. After the old man disappeared for some reason, I accidentally passed by Liusulou and bought the pastry there and tasted it. But I found that the taste was almost exactly the same as the pastry I had eaten in my childhood. I didn't know when I was a child... The pastry made for me was Liusuo cake. After tasting this world-renowned snack, I was shocked and I asked the shopkeeper Jin of Liusulou. I thought the mother was from the Jin clan. I also wanted to find her and thank her very much. But the shopkeeper Jin said that his family had a single lineage, and there were only a few veins of ancestors. Women in the clan only knew how to carve, while men inherited the craftsmanship of kneading dough. It was impossible for me to have the old man I mentioned who could both carve and knead dough.

Later I didn't continue to ask. With a hint of intuition, I thought that the old mother had nothing to do with Jin. Because, in my impression, I vaguely felt that the pastries made by the old mother seemed not exactly the same as those of the Liusulou. I don't remember where the pastries made for me. I only remember that I loved Liusu cake very much at that time and liked Laomo, but she said she couldn't stay with me. She once taught me how to make this pastry very seriously. She told me that if one day I remembered her, I would make pastries and taste the flavor, which would be equivalent to being by my side."

This rare bit of warmth in my memory comes from a stranger, so Ning Nanyou remembers it very clearly.

Because of these words, Jiang Chengjia was surprised.

Could it be that the disappearing He Yuyang has reappeared in the world?

But... why did Hemu disappear over the years?

Jiang Chengjia couldn't understand the connection, and frowned tightly and fell down.

Seeing that she was motionless and lowered her head, Ning Nanyou felt strange and said, "What are you thinking?"

Jiang Chengjia replied: "Nothing."

The young man stared at her for a while, but didn't read anything from her sad face. Then he slowly withdrew his gaze and said, "It's getting late. Although we had a bad time with Song Zong, we still have to prepare for our discussion with him this afternoon. You can rest in Fu Garden."

He gave a serious and serious advice.

Jiang Chengjia laughed at him and said, "I know, why are you as nagging as my brother?"

Ning Nanyou fell on her forehead and kissed her gently, smiled slightly, then stood up and left Beixiang.

When he left, Jiang Chengjia leaned on the bedding and pillow and fell into deep thought.

I don't know how long this round of meditation lasted, but she didn't even hear Qianshan's screams.

After Ning Nanyou left, Qianshan turned back from the small hall in front, walked around several corridors, and returned to the north of Fuyuan.

When she entered the private room, she saw Jiang Chengjia sitting blankly on the bed, dazed.

With several consecutive calls, Jiang Chengjia sat motionlessly, as if he had closed his hearing.

"Girl!" Qianshan tried to call again.
Chapter completed!