Chapter 59: There are many snacks that can be eaten with tea
Zhou also nodded and said, "Mother also thinks that the cake will be very popular. Whether it is eaten at home or given as a gift, it is a good choice."
No one who loves sweets can resist cake. Even those who don’t like sweets on weekdays may fall in love with this unique pastry after tasting cake.
Shen Huazheng hummed softly, her eyebrows slightly curved.
"My daughter also has this plan."
After taking over Lianxiangzhai, Chen Huazheng has been running it carefully, and whenever she has free time, she would think about cakes and pastries suitable for selling in Lianxiangzhai.
In addition to cakes, there are many other delicious snacks.
For example……
[There are many snacks suitable for eating with tea. In the future, I can make wife cakes, blind man cakes, chicken cakes, almond cakes, crispy cakes, chess cakes, crispy candies, sugar onions, duck neck candies, rice squares, rice run, bean paste... ah, just thinking about it makes my mouth water.]
Zhou: ...
Zhou Ying: …
Princess Lejia: !!!!!!
Zhou and Zhou Ying looked at Shen Huazheng's calm face, suppressed the smile on their lips, and continued to eat the cake.
Princess Lejia's expression did not change, but she was as excited as Shen Huazheng.
Zheng Zheng can cook so many dishes.
Just hearing the name makes me want to eat it!!
A few people drank tea and chatted while eating all the cakes on the table.
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Weiguogong Mansion
Song Ye finished the homework assigned by his teacher and then returned to his own yard.
As soon as he returned to the room, he smelled a faint sweet fragrance.
The servant said respectfully, "Sir, this was sent by the eldest daughter of the Zhou family. She said it was a snack made for you."
Ever since Zhou Ying and Song Zhichen divorced, Song Ye no longer allowed the servants in the mansion to call her "Madam".
Instead, she was called Miss Zhou.
Song Ye said "hmm", and his brows relaxed immediately. "Got it, go down."
Ever since he ate Zhou Ying's rice rolls last time, she would have someone send some fresh food to Song Ye every once in a while. Song Ye and the people in his courtyard have gotten used to it.
After washing his hands carefully, Song Ye looked at the novel-looking snacks on the table.
Small square pastries of tender yellow color with milky white filling in the middle.
He picked up a piece, put it to his mouth and took a gentle bite.
The light yellow cake is extremely soft and fluffy.
The milky white cream in the middle is thick and smooth, with a delicate and dense taste.
As you chew it, the rich aroma of milk mixed with the fragrance of eggs instantly explodes in your mouth.
When Duke Weiguo arrived at Song Ye's courtyard, he happened to see him holding a small square cake, eating it with bulging cheeks and white cream on the corners of his lips.
He didn't expect that his grandson, who had been calm and introverted since childhood, had such a side to him, and was stunned for a moment.
Song Ye did not expect that Duke Weiguo would come here at this time and see him eating cake.
Although it was a bit embarrassing, Song Ye calmly swallowed the cake in his mouth and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief.
"Grandfather, are you here to talk to your grandson?"
"Nothing." Duke Weiguo coughed dryly, "You will be going to the Imperial College in a few days. Grandfather just came to see if you have prepared everything."
The Imperial Academy prohibited students from bringing in attendants and book boys, and there were also strict requirements on the age of admission.
Because he was too young, Song Ye did not study in the Imperial College.
This year he successfully passed the Imperial College's examination and was granted admission as an exception.
But compared with other students, Song Ye is still much younger.
He was about to start school in a few days, and Duke Weiguo was a little worried, so he came to check on him.
"Grandfather, don't worry. I have arranged everything. There will be no trouble in the Imperial College."
Song Ye didn't need attendants or book boys to serve him. For him, studying in the Imperial College was not much different from studying in an academy.
"That's good." Duke Weiguo nodded with satisfaction. Song Ye really never needed anyone to worry about him.
Unlike that bastard son of his!
Thinking of that rebellious son, Duke Weiguo's mood suddenly became heavy.
He was silent for a while, then said, "Before going to the Imperial College, go see your father. After all, they are father and son."
How can there be any overnight hatred between father and son?
Song Ye lowered his eyes to hide the emotion that flashed across his eyes.
"Grandson understands."
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