"My little sister is beautiful! I was willing to pick the stars and hold the moon for my little sister. Don't argue with outsiders." Yan Jue was unwilling to give her some snacks.

Chengyun couldn't refute these words and could only feel heartbroken, and Li Qiu also laughed.

"Look how sweet you are! I'll accept it!" Fan Xuelan laughed angrily at this exquisitely crafted little girl. If she didn't reach out, she would almost fall off the boat.

Walking through the curtain, she was only wearing a camisole-colored gauze, with a looming red string on her tube top, which made her more charming. The curtain was half-lifted to reveal her white jade lotus root arm, and her long fingers, as tender as green onion and snow, took the lotus seed cake and placed it on the table next to her.

superior.

She couldn't tell whether she couldn't bear the eager expectation of the pair of watery eyes outside the curtain, or whether she was attracted by the snow-white and crystal clear lotus seed cake. Fan Xuelan picked up the lotus seed cake with the four-petal plum blossom mark and bit it gently under the cover of the fan.

The yam is sweet and the lotus seed is elegant. It melts in the mouth, and the dense aroma blooms in the mouth. After entering the stomach, it remains slightly cool and fresh, not like mint that cools the teeth, sweet but not greasy.

She has never tasted a pastry that can enhance the aroma of the ingredients without taking away from the flavor of the ingredients, making her heart and mouth sweet. After eating all kinds of snacks in the streets and alleys of the capital, her eyes were like the bright autumn light and she could not hide her surprise.

This time she knew she had fallen into a trap! She loved sweets and fell for it.

She remained elegant and calmly finished eating the cakes in her hand. Yan Juan smiled with a clever smile and quickly handed over the prepared Mingqian Longjing.

Fan Xuelan bit her lip lightly, resisting the urge to touch the cakes again, and did not lift the curtain again. She was half sitting and half leaning on the edge of the boat in a graceful manner, holding a dough fan embroidered with rich peony and shaking it gently.

Seeing that the momentum was good, Yan Juan brought another plate and said with a smile: "Little sister, try it, this is lotus root powder and osmanthus cake."

Fan Xuelan was attracted by the crystal clear lotus root powder osmanthus cake again. The osmanthus petals were blooming on the crystal clear lotus root powder cake. She could smell the elegant and refined fragrance of the osmanthus through the light curtain. She closed her eyes lightly and held the fan.

The hand exerted force for three minutes without leaving any trace.

"My little sister is so good at cooking. It seems that the young man doesn't know how to eat." Fan Xuelan pretended to smile casually, but did not take the cake for a long time.

"That's right! My little sister still knows the goods." Yan Ju glanced at Chengyun behind her and pouted, "It's not like some people are being bullied! Little sister, take a look and smell it, doesn't it smell good?"

This flower boat on the Canglan River, she, Fan Xuelan, thinks she is second, but who dares to say she is first?

These pastries can go into her mouth, but she still worries that no one will like her in the future? In such a big city, there are rich young men and noble children who please Fan Xuelan, who knows how picky she is about desserts and snacks?

Fan Xuelan propped up her elbows and rested her chin lightly on two fingers. Her autumn-like eyes looked through the curtains at the girl who was smiling and smiling. Her eyes were unreservedly asking for help, which amused her behind the curtains.

Laughing all the time.

There are many noble and exquisite boats on the Canglan River, but there is no serious person who dares to stop her boat from leaving. Which serious girl would be interested in them?

Don't they all run as far as they can when they see their flower boats approaching for the sake of reputation?

The two refused to give in to each other, one supported and the other held up. The atmosphere was so delicate that it was hard to tell who was holding up and who was holding up.

Fan Xuelan rubbed her hungover and sore forehead. The elegant and delicate fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus kept disturbing her. She was thinking about how to eat while keeping up the scene. Who knows how frustrating it would be for a dessert addict not to eat the snacks in front of her?

It's early in the morning and the sky is still dark. It's not easy for a little girl to conjure up a whole table of snacks on the table. Who is falling into who's trap when they are so kind to invite you to eat?

If she hadn't stopped the boat on her own, she would have thought that the hole was specially dug for her to jump into.

Thinking of this, she no longer resisted, half-lifted the gauze curtain to retrieve the cake, and put in a piece of lotus root powder and osmanthus cake under the fan. The lotus root powder tasted extremely elegant, sweet and delicate, and the elegant fragrance of the osmanthus melted on the taste buds, and then the taste came again.

Special comfortable and cool feeling.

Fan Xuelan saw that her favorite lotus seed milk cake was on board, and her eyebrows raised slightly to hint at Yan Jue.

"okay!"

Yan Juan happily agreed, and Peipianpidian handed over the lotus seed milk cake.

Only then did Fan Xuelan realize that Yan Ju's right hand was hanging in front of her chest. She couldn't ignore someone's soft talk. She took the pastry and felt for her pulse without any trace, then she frowned with a complicated expression.

A little girl with such severe internal injuries who is still able to bounce around seems to be a pain in the ass.

Somehow, she suddenly felt sympathy for the two people behind her.

As if nothing had happened, I picked up the lotus seed milk cake and took a bite. The milk that had been condensed several times melted in my mouth. The milk was fragrant and fragrant. It was different from the soybean flavor of grinding green beans into soy milk, but mellow milk!

Fan Xuelan looked at Yan Ju again, her guard had been blown away, her eyes were ignited with crazy enthusiasm for dessert, and she looked at the Jade Lotus Seed Cake that Cheng Yun had just rejected.

Yan Juan tilted her head in disbelief. Most people would not treat guests with pastries that have been eaten. Fan Xuelan's request, which was not a joke, made her hesitate for a while, then she asked:

"Little sister, are you sure?"

"Confirmed." Although she couldn't wait to know what the tender green pastry was, Fan Xuelan still remained elegant and leisurely.

Yan Ju handed over the last plate of pastries on the table, and saw that she put the pastries into her mouth a little faster than before. This comparative speed made her involuntarily raise the corners of her mouth.

The Jade Lotus Seed Cake is engraved with rose petals, and tastes like pea puree according to different shops. As soon as you enter the mouth, the aroma of fresh green tea overflows and the soft and sweet lotus seeds melt on your lips and tongue.

Several snacks came together, and Fan Xuelan had completely surrendered to the pastries. Yan Juan served Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup, and Fan Xuelan also asked the servants to lift half of the curtain and fix it to accept it happily.

She scooped up the crystal clear light crimson colloid and asked: "This is it?"

Tremella and lotus seed soup is common, but soup with this ingredient has never been seen.

"This is Peach Blossom Tears, little sister, try it, it's a great beauty product!" Yan Jue's eyes were full of anticipation, and Fan Xuelan was convinced and put the spoon into her mouth.

Another soup that made Fan Xuelan obsessed with soup!

The white fungus almost melts in the soup and melts in the mouth, but the lotus seeds seem to be freshly picked. The sweet taste is especially similar to the soft peach blossom tears. The taste is sweet and sweet in the mouth, making you want to take another mouthful.

After filling half the cup, Fan Xuelan put down the soup as she thought there was still one last cup on the table.

Yan Juan hurriedly waved her severed hands together and responded in a panic: "Sister, you should save some breakfast for me! All I have left is lotus seed porridge."

Fan Xuelan burst into laughter when she heard this and said, "That's right! My little sister's breakfast is already on the servant's table." She didn't care at all that she had straightened her face and covered up her long white legs and half-exposed pink robe.

Although Fan Xuelan is still the voluptuous figure in the red gauze with her tender breasts, her eyes when looking at Yan Juan are no longer carefree.

"Although I stopped the boat on my own, I still suspect that the snacks on the table were deliberately placed for me by my little sister."

Yan Juan waved her hands anxiously again, Fan Xuelan shook her head helplessly, and used a fan to press down on the injured area of ​​her left hand. With a smile on her eyes and brows, she said: "Don't say anything! I will treat you as your own, otherwise I will leave."

When Yan Ju heard this, she quickly covered her mouth. Her reaction was so quick that she laughed.

Fan Xuelan changed her coquettish and weak tone and said in a calm tone: "I have made an agreement first. If you don't get it later, I will burn your boat!"

Yan Juan's mouth twitched when she heard this. Is this just for dessert?

When she saw Fan Xuelan, she glanced at Chengyun. She followed her gaze and looked back. He was about to spit out the snack in his mouth, but the two women looked at him and bit him back.

Fan Xuelan leaned over and bit Yan Ju's ear and said, "Next time, the Nu family will take all the snacks he doesn't want. This young man doesn't have the talent for snacks, but the Nu family does."

She firmly believes that eating snacks requires talent. How many people can have such a talent for tasting?

Except for her, Fan Xuelan, who is good at talking and playing the piano, no one on the Canglan River is better than her. She can taste the difference between good and bad dim sum. Who dares to recognize the right person?

Yan Jue covered her mouth and snickered. She had to ask the young gentleman why he was afraid of dim sum!

In this case, who will she turn to for dessert in the future?

"The shop will open in a few days, and I will send the post to my little sister, but where should I send it to my little sister?"

Fan Xuelan took out a piece of gilt skylark writing paper from her arms and handed it to Yan Jue. She gently swayed her fan and said with a smile: "I will leave this writing paper to my sister. Not only will the people on the boat not stop me from taking it with me, but even if I go on board in the future, I will leave it to my sister." Lan Xianyue can also clear the level immediately."

Yan Jue You Le You took the paper as thin as a cicada's wings and looked at it carefully. There was Fan Xuelan's elegant body fragrance on it. When everyone saw her, she even leaned their noses closer, their faces full of embarrassment.

"My little sister is amazing! I'm afraid not many people can imitate this gilt writing paper, and not many people can imitate the fragrance of the flowing clouds on this writing paper."

"Look, you are also a well-informed person. Tell me! If you continue to boast, the slave family will not have any rest." Fan Xuelan, who had taken off the mask of Yaoye, had no intention of putting it back on again.

The little girl has the entire table of snacks on her boat, what else can she put on it?

"My little sister can provide you with four kinds of snacks, three kinds a day, and they will not be the same every month. If any customers ask, please feel free to share the source of the pastries."

"Little girl, the family's business has gone to the head of the slave family! If you eat like this, it won't take a year to become a Zhongyuan sacrifice." How easy is it to maintain such a slim figure?

No matter how much she loved dim sum, she would not dare to taste it every day, even though the little girl suggested it and was extremely excited.

Yan Jue smiled as if the snow had melted in spring. She bit Fan Xuelan's ear and said, "Don't worry, little sister. Eating my sister's snacks will definitely not cause any damage to your figure. It will only make your skin smoother and smoother."

"Seriously?" Fan Xuelan looked back in surprise and became even more excited.

"Of course! If I believe my sister, I can also ask the young man to prepare Yuli Zui, a famous wine from Xieyang, and a bottle of Hui Yan Lu, which is hard to find from Dongshi Street, for my little sister. How about that?"

I advertise myself like this everywhere but I don’t know if people are satisfied with it!

"Young gentleman, do you have such ability?" Fan Xuelan saw that Chengyun had a sad face and finally swallowed the cake, and the corners of her mouth kept rising.

"Yes! Of course! He came to Beiyong this time just for shopping, and he is familiar with Mr. Ye from Guiwu Mountain!"

When Cheng Yun said that Li Qiu was Yan Juan, the corners of his mouth twitched obviously.
Chapter completed!