"Let's finish the business at the inn in the evening," Yu Sheng said.
The new year is approaching, and General Yu Sheng will go to Yangzhou to celebrate the New Year. Only Guai Zai and Hu's mother will be left at the inn, so he has to finish many things before the new year.
Yangzhou will be extra lively this year, and the photo girls will recreate the Chang'an tradition, and gorgeous fireworks will bloom in Yangzhou on the night of the New Year.
The one who sets off fireworks is a man who lives in an inn and likes to set off fireworks when he gets excited.
After hearing about Miss Zhao's life story, he agreed without saying a word and patted his chest.
In his words, we are all from Chang'an, and it is our unshirkable responsibility to recreate the glory of Chang'an.
While answering the girl's question, Yu Sheng repeatedly folded the stretched dough into dough and made it into a cake base.
Next to it are honey and egg yolk bought from the joint store. Yu Sheng spreads it on and puts the cake base in the oven.
This oven was just made from mud by Uncle Shi according to the drawings provided by the system.
Although it is not as exquisite as the oven in the previous life, the taste is not bad at all.
These snacks are used to serve during the Chinese New Year, and they are also prepared for guests who drink tea at the inn.
Many guests were dissatisfied with the fact that the inn only had tea and no snacks, including He Jinxi, who was mumbling to his unconscious wife all day long, and often complained to his wife.
When the cake dough was baked until golden brown, Yu Sheng had just opened the oven, and a burst of aroma came out, instantly filling the entire kitchen.
"Hissing", Yu Sheng endured the heat, took out a piece of Queen Mother Pancake, and broke it in half. The outer skin was browned and crispy, and the inside had distinct layers.
He handed half a piece to Miss Zhao, and Aunt Qing took a bite and said, "Hmm." It was oily but not greasy, soft and delicious, which whetted one's appetite.
"Okay, Xiao Yu'er, not only is the cooking good, but the snacks are also good."
The girl finally licked the crumbs off her fingertips and praised her for the rest of her life.
Secretly looking away from his aunt's tongue, Yu Sheng said proudly: "That's the number one chef in Yangzhou, regardless of who I am."
"How did you make those meatballs?" Aunt Qing pointed to the meatballs next to her and snatched half of the cake from Yu Sheng's hand.
These meatballs are Lao Yu’s reserved food, and they naturally have to be passed on to him for the rest of his life, so they were fried a little during the Chinese New Year.
As for the taste, because the system does not allow it to be included, Yu Sheng made it by himself, so naturally it is hard to swallow.
"That's an ancestral craft, Lao Yu taught me." Yu Sheng casually passed it on to Lao Yu.
"What are you eating on the sly? The smell has spread throughout the inn." Ye Zigao came in from outside.
When he saw the queen mother's cake in front of Yu Sheng, Ye Zigao's eyes lit up, "Hey, what is this? It looks delicious."
He was not afraid of being burned, so he came up, grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Hey, shopkeeper, you didn't bring out these snacks earlier." Ye Zigao's eyes widened after he took one sip.
Common snacks in Dahuang are fried or sweet. This is the first time he has tasted something as delicious as the Queen Mother Cake.
The Queen Mother Cake already tastes great, and with the freshness, I fell in love with it right away.
Seeing that Yu Sheng didn't bake many, he walked up to grab a few and was about to leave when he was blocked by a sword that appeared out of thin air.
"There are some rules!" Yu Shiyu lifted the curtain and walked in. He calmly took one from Yu Sheng and put it in his mouth.
"Hey, you don't regard yourself as an outsider anymore." Ye Zigao said unhappily.
He wrapped his hand around the sword and said, "I got this cake for Qimei."
In the past few days, Ye Zigao had been chatting with Qimei with Hei Niu on his back, and it had reached the point where they were talking and laughing.
The words that the sharks taught Qimei about the human race were unreliable, but Qimei turned a deaf ear to it and even had several quarrels about it.
"Who did you get it for?" The black girl curled up into a ball and rolled in like a ball.
"Of course it's you." A smile immediately appeared on Yezigao's face.
"No, he said he got it for the seventh sister." Yu Shiyu, who was eating the cake with gusto, sold the leaf without hesitation.
"Okay, you, eat from the pot and look at the broken bowl." Hei Niu snatched the queen mother's cake from Ye Gao's hand and kicked her leg.
The black girl was fighting, Ye Zi was making a fuss, and the two of them walked out of the kitchen while quarreling.
"You can hit me, but don't eat all the snacks." After being beaten, Ye Zi saw the black girl stuffing all the cakes into her mouth.
"Snacks?" Cao'er, Liu Liu, and Uncle Shi who were building a wooden ladder all heard it.
"No wonder it smells so good." Uncle Shi stopped what he was doing, clapped his hands, and walked to the kitchen with great interest.
He trusted Yu Sheng's craftsmanship and couldn't wait to try it.
So everyone in the lobby soon tasted Yu Sheng's new creation, Queen Mother Cake, and the aroma and praises spread outside, making the giant's mouth water.
"Hiss", the bonfire giant swallowed his saliva, lowered his head and closed one eye to look inside the house through the window.
The three monsters who were looking after them also went in to grab the food, leaving only Guagua, staring at them dutifully.
The campfire giant turned back to the Cowardly Giant and said, "When we catch him, we must let him cook us a good meal."
"Hey," the Cowardly Giant sighed, "let's take care of ourselves first."
"What are you afraid of? If the sky falls, there will always be someone high to hold on. Things will always turn around." The bonfire giant was very optimistic.
The Cowardly Giant became even more timid. He looked at the bonfire giant and said leisurely: "We are the tall ones."
The bonfire giant scratched his head and said, yes, the person who coined this sentence was too bad. The sky fell and their giants suffered.
He looked at Guagua and said, "Why don't we run away now?"
"But we are here to capture the son of King Donghuang." The Cowardly Giant said, touching his belly by the way.
They were half-fed all day, and they didn't have much energy even if they ran away.
"Then what do you think we should do?" The bonfire giant was at a loss.
"I can only wait until your nephew comes." The Cowardly Giant looked to the west, wondering where the other giants had gone.
The bonfire giant became optimistic again. He clapped his hands and said, "By the way, then we can work together inside and outside to capture that kid in one fell swoop."
"At that time, let those giants know that we are not here to pretend to be stupid, we are stupid people with stupid blessings." The bonfire giant said proudly.
"Hey, you might as well act stupid." The Cowardly Giant rolled his eyes.
After Yu Sheng made the Queen Mother's cake, he carried the couplets and went out with his aunt, and rushed towards the bamboo forest.
Snow is still falling in the sky, covering the ground flatly, extending under Yu Sheng's feet.
The bamboo forest is glowing white, which is very different from the beautiful scenery in the past. Looking at it makes people feel happy.
So Yu Sheng fell to the ground again, holding Miss Zhao's hand, and walked up the mountain through the snow crunchingly.
There were two lines of footprints left on the pure white path. They walked slowly without saying a word.
Until a bamboo branch couldn't bear the too much snow and fell down, right above the girl's head.
Yu Sheng waved his hand, and the falling snowflake turned into a white snow lotus and fell into his hand.
He stood in front of his little aunt, "Here, I give it to you."
After Zhao girl took it, Yu Sheng helped her tighten her collar.
For Sword Fairy, she can no longer feel the cold, but she will still be used to keeping her warm for the rest of her life.
When they were sorting out their clothes, they were already very close.
Yu Sheng tried to get closer and lowered his head. Girl Zhao didn't resist, so he kissed her gently and took her lower lip in his mouth.
The kiss soon became passionate.
The snowflakes on the head stopped falling and slowly piled up into a handleless umbrella made of snow, which was very beautiful.