Just as Mu Yunsheng expected, Zhao Mian's pink face turned red at the mention of Qi Xuan. Just now, he threw away all the momentum of researching the eight trigrams. He just held Mu Yunsheng's half arm and said, "good sister, don't mention him. This hot weather makes me blush."
While they were talking, the boy brought in the prepared desserts in the well. Zhao Mian was about to eat a lot of food when he saw that what he was bringing today was not something with soup and water, but a celadon food box tightly fastened.
This food box is obviously just fished out of the well, and its smooth surface is full of cool air. Mu Yunsheng gently opened the lid of the box, and at the bottom of Zhao Mian's expectant eyes came out a small white porcelain plate in the food box, on which were neatly stacked six half pink and half white flower shaped cakes. Yuxue was lovely, which made people move their fingers.
"I don't know you've come so suddenly today, but only six have been prepared. It's the first time I've done it. If it's wrong, I'll improve it next time. " Mu Yunsheng then handed the chopsticks to her hands, "eat slowly, don't choke."
At present, where does Zhao Mian listen to what Mu Yunsheng says? He picks up one and puts it into his mouth.
The half powdered and half white pastry was chilled by well water, but it was cool. Once it was put into the import, it was refreshing and comfortable. In this hot summer, it was really popular with Zhao Mian. After taking a bite, Zhao miancai found that the crust of the pastry was not pastry. It was like the taste of boiled protein after cooling, and the filling was sweet enough. She couldn't put it down. Before she swallowed the food in her mouth, she was excited and said: "sister mu, what's the name of this time?"
Judging from Zhao Mian's expression, Mu Yunsheng estimated that the taste was not much different from what he expected, so he picked up a chopstick and tasted it, saying: "there's a name for it, which is called" transparent white ", that is to say, it's beautiful in color and transparent in white."
"How to do it? Is there a prescription?" As soon as Zhao Mian's eyes turned, he pulled Mu Yunsheng's clothes and said, "good sister, since my brother asked you to take charge of the Liuxian building, I really don't have such good luck at home. You don't come back to live every day, and my small kitchen has been empty for a long time. Last time, I was told by my father that I was too extravagant and wasteful. "
Mu Yunsheng smacked his tongue and said, "come on, look at the skill of coquetry I don't want to be coquettish with your brother Xuan. But this recipe is not difficult. I tell you, if you want to eat it in the future, ask the cook to do it. I don't want to sell the recipe
Zhao Mian was waiting for her to say this. She called Yinghong, who was waiting at the door, and said, "I've taken the ink."
When Yinghong brought the brush and ink, Mu Yunsheng said slowly and asked Zhao Mian to remember: "this' transparent white 'is made of red bean sand. Then it's made into Zanba with good glutinous rice. The Zanba is translucent. Wrap the red bean sand with Zanba and put it into the well water for ice. You can eat it when you take it out."
Zhao Mian was smart. He stopped writing and tilted his head to think about it. He said, "sister mu, the best red bean paste is not made at this time, is it? This is not the best time to make this snack. "
Mu Yunsheng said with a smile: "you are smart. Do you remember what day it is today? "
Zhao Mian thought about it and said innocently: "you made my brother sick and lay at home for the third day?"
“……” Mu Yunsheng coughed and said, "can't you stop talking about your brother in front of me? No, guess again
"That's the fifth day since I last met brother Xuan." Zhao Mian is very determined.
"Wrong." Mu Yunsheng's denial is powerless. He doesn't want to deal with this silly girl who is full of love but her brother. She took a pen from Zhao Mian's hand, dipped it in ink, and wrote two words on the paper: mangzhong.
"It's mangzhong today. Farmers pay more attention to this solar term. For girls, it's a day to send flowers to God of flowers. I think it's just right to send flowers today. " Mu Yunsheng said with a smile.
Zhao Mian opened his eyes and looked at the words left by Mu Yunsheng for a long time. Finally, he couldn't help calling her: "sister mu."
"Why?"
"Your word
On the rice paper, the sunlight comes in through the window sash and falls on the word "mangzhong" written by Mu Yunsheng. The beginning of the word "mang" is heavy and light, and there is no stroke at all. The word "Zhong" next to it is even worse. The left and right structures are completely out of harmony. In the end, there is no ink, and the strokes are very pale.
Zhao Mian was brought to a private school by his family since he was a child. Although he said he was not going to school, he had a good hand at writing, but it was OK to write in regular script. In this way, the few lines on the paper that describe the transparent white method of the menu and the bottom two words are extremely incompatible, it's really funny to see.
Mu Yunsheng was stunned when she finished writing. She realized that she had come to this world for such a long time. It was the first time that she had ever written. It's just that this first time was not so good. After all, she had no foundation for calligraphy in this world. When she came here, she kept company with pots and pans all the time. She practiced her wrist power in different ways. The words she wrote were completely out of her control, just like two big ants crawling on paper.
Zhao Mian finally held back his smile and patted Mu Yunsheng on the shoulder to comfort him: "well, well, I won't tell you. My brother's handwriting is pretty good. When he gets well, you can ask him to teach you how to writeZhao Jin's illness is gradually improved, but this is not because of drinking Chinese medicine has been effective.
As a matter of fact, when Zhao Mian came home that day, she said something about Mu Yunsheng to Mrs. Zhao. Mrs. Zhao immediately thought that her son didn't like to bear hardships. If she could ask Mu Yunsheng to serve Zhao Jin with medicated diet instead of traditional Chinese medicine for a few days, she might get better faster.
In this way, the carriage stopped at the gate of Liuxian building that night. Since it was Mrs. Zhao's intention, Mu Yunsheng naturally could not shirk his refusal by not wanting to see Zhao Jin, so he had to get on the bus and go to Zhao's house.
Of course, Mrs. Zhao's move has other profound meanings.
Her own son, she knows better than others that Zhao Jin, who would never look at any woman in the past, suddenly has a lot to do with the servant girl she bought from somewhere, which really makes her a little concerned.
Mrs. Zhao doesn't care about her status and family background. After all, it's useless to care. Her son has rejected more than one lady from a big family. Even if she likes it, Zhao Jin will never give in. Since there was no hope of getting married for the time being, Mrs. Zhao thought of the rumors in the market. Just taking advantage of this opportunity, she wants to give Zhao Jinna a concubine first, and accept his heart.