Chapter 142： All kinds of cakes.

Luo Jianjia had planned to get up early in the morning to steam the buns, but last night was too noisy and she got up late.

She didn't know when Chu Wei Leng left in the morning, only that he made her noise for a while, but she was too sleepy to wake up.

When she woke up, it was almost Chenzheng.

After washing and going to the main courtyard, Boss Chu has already gone out to the vegetable field, and Zhao is making a jacket in the house.

"Mother, I'm sorry, I overslept." Luo Jianjia said embarrassedly.

Seeing his daughter-in-law's ruddy face and spring look, Zhao guessed what was going on.

Besides, the son told her when he left early in the morning. She already knew how to blame her.

"It's okay, there's nothing wrong at home. How long do you like to sleep? I'll still heat the food for you in the pot. You can go to bed after you have eaten." Zhao said very thoughtfully.

Luo Jianjia got up late today and slept for a long time, and there is no need to make up for sleep. He quickly rejected Zhao's proposal: "No mother, let's go steamed buns and make pies after I have eaten."

Zhao said: "Don't worry, don't worry, you should rest well first."

Luo Jianjia said: "It's really not necessary, mother, it's the same to rest at noon."

Seeing his daughter-in-law said this, Zhao looked at her again, and followed her.

Luo Jianjia had eaten, and Zhao had already sliced ​​the leek and carrots and fried eggs.

Luo Jianjia boiled the red bean paste and started steaming the steamed buns.

After steaming the steamed buns, Luo Jianjia began to mix the fillings.

Now the conditions at home are getting better and better, and the Zhao family is not so economical. He puts a lot of eggs and is willing to put oil.

The chives and eggs are very fragrant when mixed together.

"In the past, everyone thought leek was delicious, but I thought it was not delicious. Now that I want to come, I still have less ingredients, less eggs, and less oil." Zhao said with emotion.

"My mother is right. But you can't put too much, it will look tired."

"That's it. Put a lot of less and eat, and if you put too much, it won't taste good, you still have to be moderate."

When the two were talking, Luo Jianjia took out the pork and chopped it up.

There is no shortage of meat and vegetables at home. Since I plan to make more stuffing pie, I want to make all kinds of stuffing.

The two of them worked in the kitchen for half an hour, talking and working, and finally finished the steamed buns and biscuits.

Although I had just eaten in the morning, the freshly made pie tasted so fragrant, and the two couldn't help eating a pie.

Zhao's ate was the bean paste filling she was thinking of, while Luo Jianjia ate a leek and egg filling.

The three of them ate pies at noon.

When Chu Wei Leng came back in the evening, had eaten, and sat in the room for a while, he couldn't help but go outside and grab a popsicle to eat.

Chu Wei Leng ate while boasting: "The lady is really amazing, she can make such delicious things."

Seeing him eating happily like a child, Luo Jianjia couldn't help but shook his head.

After eating one, Chu Weileng went to get another one.

Luo Jianjia couldn't help but said, "Don't eat too much, be careful about your stomach."

Chu Wei took a cold bite, and said: "No, so small, don't worry about the lady."

As he said, he ate again.

Luo Jianjia didn't want to eat it, but seeing Chu Wei happily eating coldly, he couldn't help but want to eat it.

But a popsicle was too big and too cold, she couldn't finish it.

Xu Shi Luo Jianjia's eyes were too hot, Chu Wei Leng noticed it, and asked: "Lady, I want to eat it? I'll get you one."

Luo Jianjia pursed his lips and said, "No need."

"Huh?" Chu Wei wondered coldly.

"It's too big, I can't finish it." Luo Jianjia explained.

Chu Weilian was startled first, then looked down at the popsicle in his hand, and said, "If the lady doesn't dislike it, why not eat this in my hand?"

Dislike him?

If she really dislikes him, she won't let him kiss him.

Luo Jianjia gave Chu Wei a cold look.

Knowing that he was right, Chu Weilian got up and walked to Luo Jianjia's side and handed her the popsicle.

"Eating here, I haven't bitten here."

With Chu Wei's cold hand, Luo Jianjia took a bite.

At first I felt a little ice, but after I got used to it, I felt very cool and refreshing.

"It's delicious?" Chu Wei asked coldly.

Luo Jianjia nodded.

After Chu Wei took a cold bite, he handed it to Luo Jianjia.

They just ate a mung bean popsicle one bite at a time.

After eating, Chu Wei was unhappy and went to get another one.

Despite Luo Jianjia's reminder, he still ate.

"Why are you greedy like a kid."

"It's not that the lady's cooking is too delicious for her husband."

Seeing that he was pushing the blame on her, Luo Jianjia couldn't help but punch Chu Wei coldly.

Chu Wei Leng didn't notice anything, and he ate sweetly.

Seeing him eating happily, Luo Jianjia felt happy too, and asked, "You like it very much?"

Chu Weilian nodded without hesitation: "I like it."

"How does that compare with big steamed buns?"

Chu Wei Leng hesitated.

Luo Jianjia laughed and didn't tease him anymore, saying: "If you like it, I will make you some other flavors in the future."

Chu Wei Leng's eyes lit up, and he hugged Luo Jianjia and kissed him: "The lady is really nice, thank you lady."

Luo Jianjia pushed her away, touched the cheek that he had kissed, and said disgustingly: "Why, your mouth is all squishy."

Chu Wei cooled down and didn't feel disgusted at all, and kissed Luo Jianjia again, and said, "Or, did you kiss him cleanly for your husband?"

Luo Jianjia blushed all of a sudden and hit him.

Since the events that happened that day, Chu Wei Leng has really become more and more uncomfortable in private.

Now it has entered the twelfth lunar month, and it was Laba in the blink of an eye.

On the day of Laba Festival, several shops in the house no longer serve ordinary porridge, but in front of the shop, they provide people with free Laba porridge.

Seeing what Zhao family and Boss Chu liked very much, Luo Jianjia looked at the oven at home and wondered if he wanted to make some sweets.

Before moving to the General's Mansion, Luo Jianjia had already asked him to make two ovens, but he hadn't used it for so long after moving.

She has a relatively light taste, whether it is spicy, sour, or sweet, she likes to eat, but not so much.

Therefore, she can eat everything, not so particular.

These days, she has been paying attention to Chu Wei Leng's taste, and cooking mostly spicy, greasy, and salty things.

It ignores Zhao's and Chu's boss.

Recently, I saw that Zhao wanted to eat the red bean cakes she made, the sweet mung bean glutinous rice porridge, and Laba porridge, so she wanted to make some delicious sweets for them.

The easiest and best to make is chicken cake.

It’s just that you need a mold to make this food, so Luo Jianjia first went to the shop and decided to make it.

Zhao was very excited when his daughter-in-law said that he wanted to cook something to eat. Early in the morning, he followed Luo Jianjia to the kitchen to help.

Luo Jianjia first beat a few eggs, added sugar to it, and beat them continuously, and then added flour to it.

Finally, squeeze the batter into the mold and put it into the oven.

It didn't take long for the batter to be put in the oven, and the smell of chicken cake came out.

That familiar taste made Luo Jianjia feel that he had traveled to the modern age for a moment.

"It smells so good, what does it taste like?" It was the first time that Zhao smelled this kind of smell. Although he thought it smelled very good, he didn't know how to describe it.

"Mother, it's the taste of eggs and flour mixed together, which is the taste of chicken cake." Luo Jianjia explained to her.

"Is this the smell of chicken cake? It smells too good." After talking, Zhao sniffed and smelled again. "It smells so good, it smells so good. Ask what it tastes like."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao swallowed again, her eyes looking at the oven were a little more fiery and expectant.

After a while, the chicken cake is ready.

The moment the oven door was opened, a stronger chicken cake smell came out.

Not only in the kitchen, but even Boss Chu, who works in the yard, smelled it, and came to the kitchen unconsciously.

"Why are you so sweet, what are your mothers doing?"

"Jianjia made a chicken cake. It's just made. Come and have a look." Zhao greeted Boss Chu with enthusiasm.

Luo Jianjia put on thick gloves and took the four chicken cakes out of the oven.

Look at the appearance, it should be a success.

I just don't know how it tastes.

She didn't give it to Zhao and Chu, she first took the chicken cake out of the mold, squeezed it, broke it open again, and tasted it.

Still a familiar taste.

Throughout the whole process, the Zhao family and Chu Boss stared at her closely.

After finishing the tasting, she nodded at Zhao and Boss Chu, and said, "Daddy, it's a success."

Mr. Zhao and Mrs. Chu were very happy, staring at the chicken cake in the mold.

Luo Jianjia took out the other three chicken cakes and gave them to Zhao and Chu.

Zhao had been looking forward to it when he first started making it, and he could finally eat it now.

Xu was too fragrant. After getting it, Zhao didn't eat it. Instead, he smelled the chicken cake.

The more I smell it, the more I like it. After a few sniffs, I start to eat.

The moment Zhao's mouth was eaten, Zhao's eyes lit up.

"It tastes so good, soft and burnt, with the fragrance of flour, and the fragrance of eggs." Zhao said while eating.

At this moment, Boss Chu has finished eating a chicken cake. He wiped his mouth, and aftertastes the taste just now. After holding back for a long time, he said: "It's delicious, can I make more?"

Boss Chu had never made any request with Luo Jianjia. Since he opened his mouth at this moment, it shows that he really likes it.

Although Luo Jianjia had made chicken cakes before, he made them in an oven.

I did it many times before it succeeded.

Now it is the first time to make it with an oven, and I don't know if it will succeed.

Because it was the first time she made it, she was afraid of wasting ingredients because of failure, so she made a little bit less.

I just didn't expect it to be successful once.

"Father, you eat this first. I'm afraid that I can't do it well, so I will make less, and I will make some more immediately." Luo Jianjia said.

There was only one left. Boss Chu hesitated, looked at Luo Jianjia, and then at the Zhao family.

Luo Jianjia saw the thoughts of Boss Chu and said with a smile: "Father, this thing is not rare, and it is done very quickly. You and your mother divided this one, and I will do it right away."

After hearing this, Zhao said: "No, let your father eat first, let's continue to do it."

Boss Chu originally continued to decline, but Zhao persuaded him: "If you delay it, it will be cold. This is made of eggs. If it is cold, it will be bad if it is fishy. Eat it quickly."

Boss Chu just started eating.

Luo Jianjia and Zhao continued to make chicken cakes again.

Because it just succeeded, Luo Jianjia did more this time.

Later, Luo Jianjia tried to add some honey to it.

After adding honey, the taste is even sweeter.

Luo Jianjia made dozens of them in one go.

At noon, the three of them did not cook anymore, so they simply cooked porridge and ate honey cake.

The Zhao family really likes to eat this little cake. He ate about ten of them in the morning.

Boss Chu also ate a lot.

When Chu Wei Leng came back in the evening, both Zhao's and Chu's boss recommended this little cake to their son.

Although Chu Weilian did not like to eat sweets, he tried it and ate two more.

The next morning, Zhao ate two more chicken cakes.

Seeing that she loves to eat, Luo Jianjia intends to study other ways.

In the next few days, Luo Jianjia and Zhao had been busy in the kitchen.

The effect is also excellent. They baked bread, added glutinous rice flour, red beans and mung beans, and left milk.

Moreover, the baked red bean bread has a different texture from the red bean pie, both of which are delicious.

Boss Chu and Zhao are very happy and eat sweets every day.

They are happy, and Luo Jianjia is also happy.

This is a bitter Chu Wei is cold.

Because of these pastries, I rarely eat food for dinner.

Luo Jianjia also thought about cooking some dishes, but thought that Chu Wei Leng only likes to eat with big steamed buns every day, so he didn't do it.

Chu Wei Leng didn't like to eat sweets. Although Luo Jianjia's cakes and breads are very delicious, but every day he eats sweets, sour water starts to flow in his stomach.

Apart from pantothenic acid in the stomach, this sour water is also somewhat unpleasant.

His wife only cared about her parents and forgot about him.

When he returned to the house in the evening, Chu Wei asked tentatively: "Miss, do you want to bake bread with your mother tomorrow?"

Hearing this, Luo Jianjia removed his glasses from the book and looked at Chu Weileng.

"It depends on what the mother means."

Chu Wei pursed his lips coldly and said, "Why don't you take a day off tomorrow and go shopping outside?"

"Why?" Luo Jianjia asked.

Chu Wei let out a cold cough and said, "Isn't this afraid that you are tired?"

Luo Jianjia was a little suspicious. He looked up and down Chu Weileng, thinking about the events of the last few days, and said: "My husband seems to have a bad appetite recently, and he has eaten a lot less than before, but is there something annoying in the army?"

Chu Wei Leng shook his head.

There are indeed annoying things in the army, but those annoying things have always been there, and they cannot be solved in a moment.

However, he was still very relieved to hear Luo Jianjia's concern.

"No."

"Then why did you lose your appetite so much?" Luo Jianjia asked suspiciously.

Chu Wei Leng had been holding back for a few days, and couldn't help but say at this moment: "Lady, can you cook a bowl of noodles for your husband?"

Cooking noodles?

This is the first time Chu Wei Leng wants to eat supper in the evening.

"You haven't eaten enough for dinner?"

Chu Wei shook his head coldly and said pitifully, "No."

Luo Jianjia frowned slightly.

How could I not have enough to eat?

Although she and Zhao have been studying how to make sweets recently, they have not forgotten Chu Wei Leng. She warms him big steamed buns every day, and prepares some spicy and salty side dishes, all of which he loves. .

"Why haven't you eaten enough?" Luo Jianjia was still puzzled.

Chu Weilen stretched out his hand to hold Luo Jianjia's hand, and said: "The lady makes cakes for parents and mothers every day, but she doesn't cook much."

"Don't you like eating big steamed buns the most? Isn't it the same whether you cook or not."

"How can it be the same."

Hearing what Chu Weiling said, and looking at his performance, Luo Jianjia understood.

So, in the final analysis, although Chu Weilian likes to eat big steamed buns, he also likes to eat other meals she cooks.

There were times when I didn't cherish it, but now no one has done it for him, so he thinks about it.

Luo Jianjia smiled and said, "I thought that Xiang Gong would only need big steamed buns."

Chu Wei Leng looked at the curvy look of his wife, and was not afraid that she would laugh at him.

He squeezed the palm of the lady's hand and said, "As long as there is a lady for a husband."

Luo Jianjia raised his hand and patted him lightly.

After a while, the two went to the kitchen.

Luo Jianjia intends to make a fried noodles for Chu Wei Leng.

First cut the pork belly at home into cubes, and then adjust the sauce.

Pour oil in the pot, add pork belly, put some green onion, **** and garlic in the pot, stir-fry and add the tuned sauce.

Pour cold water into the other pot and boil the noodles.

After the noodles are cooked, take them out, pour the sauce on top of the noodles, and then add the shredded cucumber that has just been cut.

A simple bowl of fried noodles is ready.

When Luo Jianjia was fried with sauce just now, Chu Wei Leng was already too greedy, and his stomach was already grunting.

As soon as he put the noodles in front of his eyes, he immediately started to eat.

Luo Jianjia took out another bowl and put a bowl of noodle soup in front of Chu Wei Leng.

Under the dim oil lamp, watching the man sitting across from him eating noodles, Luo Jianjia felt that his heart was suddenly filled.

Such a peaceful and warm day is what she has always pursued.

"Eat slowly, I'll cook it for you if it's not enough." Luo Jianjia said.

Chu Wei Leng didn't know what to call slow, and quickly finished a bowl of noodles.

After eating, the two went back to the house.

When I walked to the door, looking at the things on the chair at the door, Luo Jianjia said, "Actually, I made watermelon-flavored popsicles for Xiang Gong today. You can taste them later."

Upon hearing this, Chu Wei Leng's eyes lit up.

He knew that his wife would never forget him.

"Well, I'll try it in a while."

Early the next morning, Zhao proposed to open a shop to sell these cakes and breads.

Luo Jianjia had this plan before, and he hit it off with Zhao.

"It's just that there are still a few types now, we have to think about whether there are other flavors." Luo Jianjia said.

"Okay, let's go to the shop and have a look, think about it." Zhao said.

In the next few days, Luo Jianjia and Zhao continued to study.

This time they came up with a lot of flavors, such as chestnuts, and some nuts such as peanuts.

Luo Jianjia looked at the fruits in the greenhouse and thought of getting some jam in the bread.

The two people were studying in the mansion full of energy, and a decree suddenly arrived at the general's mansion.

This decree is not for Chu Weilian, but for Luo Jianjia. Having said a lot of complicated words before, Luo Jianjia only remembered the most crucial sentence, that is, the emperor wanted to make her a third-rank fate.

In this dynasty, women's naming did not follow the official position of the husband. Some people had naming, most did not.

Luo Jianjia has been living far away from the capital, how could he suddenly get his fate?

She hadn't heard that Chu Wei Leng had done anything vigorous recently.

This is really strange.