in2ebook Chapter 270 Cake
Chapter 270 Cake
Shangguan Qingyue had a bright smile on her face. After kneeling to Xuanyuan Yan, she said:
"Why are you here, sir? Are you satisfied with your snacks?"
There were already five or six plates on the table, filled with the snacks that Dou's mother was best at making. Xuanyuan Yan, who was about to pick up a piece of crystal cake, put down his chopsticks and stared at the tray in Shangguan Qingyue's hand with a little surprise.
"It's open today, so I came to take a look. What are you holding?"
He stared at the tray in the girl's hand without blinking, with a barely perceptible smile on his lips. He thought, this girl's love for green is really deep in her bones, even the snacks she made are this color.
The girl stretched out her slender jade hand, revealing the jade bracelet on her wrist and the pear blossom ring on her index finger, which looked particularly transparent against her fair skin.
It was not until the plate of emerald green triangular cake was placed in front of Xuanyuan Yan that he took his eyes off the other person's hand.
"This is a dessert made with milk called 'Matcha Cake'. It tastes refreshing and delicious. Sir, please try it."
As she spoke, she handed over the bamboo fork.
Xuanyuan Yan took it readily, scooped out a small piece and put it in his mouth. The light green tea fragrance mixed with the rich milk flavor of the cake melted in his mouth.
The originally sweet taste becomes just right under the influence of green tea.
After eating a few bites in a row, he picked up the glass cup on the table, took a sip of the freshly squeezed orange juice, and felt happy both physically and mentally.
"Delicious!" He took out a towel and wiped the corners of his mouth, praising it without hesitation.
Qing Yi, who was guarding outside the door, suddenly widened his eyes. Their master was a very reserved person, and this was the first time he had heard such straightforward praise.
I don’t know how delicious the emerald green pastry is, or if it’s because the person who made it feels special.
After hearing this, Shangguan Qingyue showed a row of small white teeth, and her eyes narrowed into a pair of crescent moons when she smiled.
"It seems that our Shuiyunjian business will be booming soon as we have received such praise from you. This cake also has other flavors. You can come and taste it often in the future."
Xuanyuan Yan was about to reach out to eat the cake when he paused.
"Why later? I want to try other flavors today."
Looking at the various snacks on the table, Shangguan Qingyue couldn't help but laugh:
"Of course, it's because there are already enough sweets on your table. Eating too much at once is not good for your health."
She herself didn't realize that her tone of voice was slightly doting, gentle and patient.
Xuanyuan Yan looked at the snacks on the table and thought they tasted good just now, but in comparison with the matcha cake, they became hard to swallow.
"These are for Bai Er. He loves snacks."
After saying this, he looked straight at the girl opposite him, the meaning of which was self-evident.
"Then I will order someone to pack up all the desserts on the table. This cake takes a long time to make, so please be patient, sir."
After a brief thought, Xuanyuan Yan said:
"I heard that one of the biggest features of the store is that anyone can watch the food being made. I'll go sit on the first floor later."
What Shangguan Qingyue didn't expect was that just a short while after she went upstairs, the downstairs was already full of guests.
The customs of the people in Da'an are quite open, and women will not be criticized even if they go out without wearing a veil or a veil.
Although private rooms are often chosen when dining out or drinking tea, most people choose seats on the first floor of Shuiyunjian because each seat is well shielded from each other, and is elegant and comfortable.
At this time, Baili Nanqing was chatting with a lady from an unknown family. Next to Shangguan Yunxin was a girl of about fifteen years old, who was delicate and gentle. At first glance, she reminded her of Lin Daiyu.
Seeing her little daughter coming down the stairs, Baili Nanqing immediately waved to her. The lady next to her quickly flashed a look of disdain in her eyes.
She really disliked Baili Nanqing's casual personality and always felt that women from military families were mostly vulgar and domineering.
However, my father-in-law is the chief priest of the Imperial College and will have to retire in two or three years, and the successor he is most optimistic about is the husband in front of him. Therefore, even if she is unwilling in her heart, she has to be patient and date him.
When Shangguan Qingyue came over, Baili Nanqing held her daughter's hand affectionately and introduced:
"Yu'er, this is Madam Yu, who brought her daughter to your shop to show her support. The cake you made just now is extremely delicious. Do you have the ingredients to make another one?"
Shangguan Qingyue knelt down and saluted, then said with a smile:
"Since the mother wants to eat it, the daughter will find a way to make another portion."
The cake base took a long time to make, so she asked Dou's mother to prepare more than ten in advance, so she had no shortage of them. It was just a little troublesome to whip the cream, but fortunately there was icing.
The girl sitting opposite had already stood up and bowed to Shangguan Qingyue. She opened her cherry lips and said in a soft voice:
"Jiaojiao meets Sister Qingyue. This Shuiyunjian store is as its name suggests, making people linger here for a long time."
What a sweet-talking girl.
At this time, Shangguan Qingyue also recognized the other person. The girl who had attended the Hundred Flowers Banquet hosted by the Imperial Concubine and was covered in ink was the one in front of him - the only granddaughter of the old chief priest, Yu Jiaojiao.
I remember that the little girl was very shy. When she saw her body was covered with ink, she immediately covered her face and cried. She was a lovely girl who made people feel pity.
After saying hello, she went straight back to the operation room, put on a mask skillfully and began to prepare the ingredients needed for the cake.
Madam Yu looked at Baili Nanqing in disbelief:
"Madam Shangguan, this, this..."
She pointed at Shangguan Qingyue who was busy, then felt that this was indecent and quickly put her hand down.
"Madam Yu, what do you want to say?" Baili Nanqing asked in confusion.
Yu Jiaojiao immediately understood what her mother meant. Although she also felt that it was inappropriate for a lady from a noble family to cook in public, it seemed that her mother should not say it directly.
What's more, they were snacks made for them.
"Madam Yu, do you think it's against the rules for my little sister to show up in public and cook?"
Shangguan Yunxin asked indifferently, feeling very unhappy.
"I only heard that your second daughter opened a dessert shop, but I didn't expect that she would still work as a cook? Isn't this a joke?"
Baili Nanqing's face immediately turned very ugly. If she hadn't been concerned about her daughter's business, she would have slammed the table and stood up! Who dares to laugh at her daughter's joke?
Seeing that something was not right, Yu Jiaojiao immediately said:
"Mother, my daughter is feeling a little unwell. Let's stop here today and come back to the restaurant to enjoy the food another day."
After saying this, he put his hand on his forehead. His already weak and slender body was already looking a little shaky.
She had been frail and sickly since childhood, and had been raised under the care of her family. Mrs. Yu became immediately anxious upon seeing this.
"Okay, okay, let's go home now!"
In such a panic, he didn't care about any rules or etiquette. He took his daughter's hand and walked out.
At this moment, Xuanyuan Yan happened to walk down the stairs from the upstairs, and his handsome figure quickly attracted everyone's attention.
Yu Jiaojiao stood there in a daze, looking straight towards the stairs. This was the second time she had seen Xuanyuan Yan. Last time they just passed by each other, and she didn't know his identity at that time.
With just a quick glance, that tall and stern figure was deeply imprinted in my heart and could never be erased.
When they met again today, she subconsciously stroked her hot cheeks and thought: This must be fate...