As the head chef, Yan Qiushu will be the first to taste it.
She first gave a bowl to Shui Yu and Aunt Xu, saying, "This is for you."
"Thank you, Miss!" Shui Yu and Aunt Xu happily accepted it.
The small porcelain bowl is beautiful in itself, filled with tender white milk tofu, and the red bean paste on top makes this double skin milk perfect like a work of art. When the small silver spoon is inserted into it, its beauty is destroyed.
Shui Yu held the small spoon and hesitated for a while. Seeing that people on both sides had already started eating, she reluctantly inserted the spoon in.
It's so beautiful that I don't want to break it.
Yan Qiushu was busy eating and didn't care about this. She applied a little force with her hand, and the delicate 'milk tofu' broke open, lying soft and tender on the spoon. As she moved, the whole thing swayed, like water waves but condensed and not dispersed.
When she put it in her mouth, her eyes narrowed with joy.
The sweetness of double skin milk itself is not too strong, but a little light, but with the rich milk aroma and the delicate and smooth taste, it is really sweet but not greasy, fragrant but not smoky, just right.
Of course, this flavor is for people who don't like sweets.
Children prefer sweeter food. At this time, scoop a little red bean paste and put it in your mouth. Apply a little force with the tip of your tongue, and the soft red bean paste will mix with the milk tofu in your mouth. The sweet taste makes the eater feel happier.
Yan Qiushu ate bite after bite, but the small porcelain bowl was not big, so she finished it in a short while. She sighed with regret and wanted to eat more.
But it won’t work. She didn’t do much for this share, and by then she’d have lost every cent.
I can only bear it.
At this time, Shui Yu and Nanny Xu had also finished their meal, so Yan Qiushu asked Shui Yu to pack the food box and followed her to see Madam Xiao.
Actually, she had also lived in the Xiao family for quite a few days, but since Madam Xiao seldom went out, she herself seldom went out either. Apart from that meeting, the two had never met again. However, Shui Yu and Nanny Huang always came to visit each other, because she always sent food over, and they also always sent some jewelry or cloth over.
The Xiao Mansion was quite large, and it took Yan Qiushu several minutes to get there.
After entering the yard and waiting for Nanny Huang to report, Mrs. Xiao appeared in front of him, looking much more energetic than when they first met.
The sallowness on her face had faded a lot, her gait had become steadier, and her eyes were no longer so depressed. Although she still couldn't be called a healthy person, she was in better shape.
Madam Xiao habitually pursed her lips tightly, but the moment she saw Yan Qiushu, her facial muscles relaxed a lot, and the wrinkles around her lips became less: "Ah Shu."
"Auntie." Yan Qiushu stepped forward with a smile: "I'm so sorry to bother you on purpose. I happened to bring some red bean double skin milk. Auntie, please try it and see how it tastes."
As she spoke, Shui Yu opened the lunch box and handed one of the portions to her.
Yan Qiushu handed it to Madam Xiao, who took it steadily.
She had thought it was a flowing liquid, but when she saw the real thing, a hint of surprise flashed across Mrs. Xiao's eyes. Her serious expression softened as she praised, "You are really skillful. This dessert is really beautiful."
Yan Qiushu pursed her lips and smiled, looking at her expectantly.
Mrs. Xiao also smiled. Over the past few days, she had come to trust Yan Qiushu's cooking skills and directly scooped a spoonful to her mouth.
When she opened the lid, she could smell the rich aroma of milk. When she ate it, it was even more fragrant, just like eating a tender and milky egg. After she tasted it carefully, she looked at the girl in front of her with a pair of slightly cloudy eyes: "It looks good and tastes good, but you brought it here in person, what's the matter?"
Yan Qiushu scratched her head sheepishly, leaned over to her, and whispered, "It's like this. Yesterday I made a roasted whole chicken for Dongdong, but the Second Emperor's grandson was so eager to compete with Dongdong in eating that he burst into tears. Although the Young Madam and General Xiao both told him not to worry about it, I still feel uneasy. Dongdong also feels a little guilty and thinks he's gone too far. He wants to make it up to his classmates, so I thought I'd ask my aunt if we could make some food and send it to the Imperial College so that the children in Dongdong's class can taste it and ease the tension between the children."
After she finished speaking, she remembered something and added, "I had something to trouble the young lady yesterday, so it was not convenient for me to go again, so I came to ask my aunt."
Although he agreed to Dongdong, he was someone else's child after all, so he had to get the parents' consent before feeding him. It was impossible to let Yan Qiushu do this, so he had to ask someone for help.
Mrs. Xiao ate in small bites while listening to what Yan Qiushu said, with a smile in her eyes.
She raised her eyes slightly and saw the little girl staring at her anxiously.
Those eyes seemed to be able to speak, and just looking at them made people soften their hearts. They revealed a sincere trust in their children. Children nowadays are so smart, but it is rare to see through them at a glance.
Madam Xiao said softly, "You are thoughtful. The eldest lady came to pay her respects and told me about this matter. If she came to apologize, it would be a big deal. But this little thing is just right."
"Thank you, auntie!" Yan Qiushu said happily when she saw her nod.
However, Mrs. Xiao's apology was a bit funny. It should be because she wanted to let the parents taste the food before giving it to the children. After all, according to the Xiao family's character, they would not apologize for something that did not involve a direct conflict.
But she does have to do more.
Seeing that the work was done, Yan Qiushu couldn't wait to run out, saying, "Aunt, I'll go do more first. I heard there are eight children over there, and there are many teachers. Dongdong also has a friend in the yellow class. They all need to go, no one can be left out."
"Go ahead." Mrs. Xiao smiled and waved her hand.
Yan Qiushu left quickly.
The next task is quite heavy!
The Third Prince's Mansion
The Third Prince and his wife were discussing this matter instead.
The Third Prince was very busy yesterday. It was already late when his son came back from school. He happened to be out for a social event and was not at home. So now, after the morning court session, when he returned to the mansion to rest and catch up on his sleep, the Third Prince's wife told him about it.
As a prince, in his impression, his family is the supreme power in this country, and no one can make him lose face except his father and the crown prince.
Therefore, the first time he heard about this, he shook his sleeves and said calmly: "It's just a matter of asking the Xiao family for a nanny who can cook, and then making food for the eldest brother, right?"
The Third Prince's wife was shocked by the firm tone for a moment and hesitated, "Will the Xiao family agree?"
The Third Prince smiled and said, "Why would you disagree? It's not like you want their family's title."
The Third Prince's wife was strangely silent for a moment. Although what she said was similar to what she said to her son that day, she always felt that the Xiao family would not be so easy to bully.
Just as she was thinking about it, the maid beside her came over to report: "Madam Xiao's personal attendant, Madam Huang, brought a small gift. She said it was for the Third Prince and the Princess, as an apology for her grandson's disrespect yesterday."
She handed over a food box and said, "This is the gift."
The Third Prince's wife asked, "Are you sure it's Nanny Huang?"
The maid nodded affirmatively: "It's Madam Huang, I won't make a mistake."
The Third Prince's wife subconsciously looked at her husband.
Sure enough, the Third Prince also revealed a puzzled expression at this moment: "It's just a servant who cooks, is the Xiao family so nervous? Could it be that they are really afraid that His Highness will settle accounts with me because of the children's playful behavior?"
If that were the case, the censors would probably report him to death.
The Third Prince's wife was speechless. "It's definitely not for the servants, Your Highness. The one who made Qin'er cry was her own grandson. Even if the Xiao family is a tough nut to crack, they still have to bow their heads in this situation."
The Third Prince narrowed his eyes slightly, then suddenly smiled, saying with a hint of malice, "The Xiao family has become a bit more tactful than before. Could it be that they've become afraid after so many people died?"
"It's hard to say." The Third Prince's wife smiled and said, "Your Highness, let's see what this is."
At her glance, the palace maid immediately opened the food box, and immediately a pleasant sweet aroma hit her nose. After the initial heat, what caught her eye were two porcelain bowls filled with something that looked like steamed eggs.
But unlike steamed eggs, this one is pure white, full of milk flavor but without the fishy smell, and topped with a ball of red bean paste.
In addition, there were two servings of delicious-looking chicken wings, one spicy and one non-spicy.
The maid brought out the porcelain bowl, placed a spoon on the lid, and whispered, "Madame Huang said this is called red bean double skin milk. You can eat it directly. The chicken wings are boneless and can also be eaten directly."
When the Third Prince's wife saw the double skin milk, her eyes lit up slightly and she felt a bit fond of it. She was about to take a closer look and was curious about how it was made, but the Third Prince next to her had no such idea and just picked it up and started eating.
After taking a spoonful, he raised his brows, seeming satisfied but also a little disgusted.
The Third Prince's wife thought it looked good but not tasty, but the next second he brought the entire bowl to his mouth, scooped a large spoonful and ate it, then nodded in satisfaction: "Mm, this spoon is so delicate."
The Third Prince's Consort: "..."
She laughed and took a bite, then exclaimed in admiration: "This cook is quite ingenious. No wonder Qin'er was clamoring for it. It looks good, tastes good, and is also novel."
The Third Prince finished the meal in a few bites, smacked his lips, and went to pick up the chicken wings. Just as the palace maid said, there were no bones, the shell was thin and crispy, and the taste was salty and fragrant with pepper and numbing flavors. He liked it more than desserts like double skin milk.
After eating, he sighed again: "I really want to ask this cook to come over."
In the academy of the Imperial College.
Just after the hour of Si, the eight children from the enlightenment class quickly came to the cafeteria and sat down to wait for the meal to be served. However, they were acting a little casually before, but now they were very clearly divided. Even the group with more people looked at the only two people with caution, as if they were on guard against something.
Occasionally, the two children's eyes met, and they both snorted coldly and turned away.
It was not until several palace servants appeared in the cafeteria with food boxes of the same style that the tense atmosphere between them was broken.
The leading palace attendant smiled at the young masters, placing portions of food in front of them one by one, and explained, "These are snacks specially sent by Madam Xiao to serve as a snack for you all."
Xiao family?
Everyone subconsciously looked at Dongdong, who had already gathered with Zhou Zhaoheng from the Yellow Class, looking forward to what he would eat for lunch today. Dongdong also looked at them blankly, not understanding what was going on.
Didn’t Sister Shu tell him?
And he wants to give his family’s things to the annoying second prince?
Dongdong was about to pout when the palace servants who served him had already opened the food boxes and placed small and exquisite meals in front of him. There was a double-skin milk that was sweet and delicious, honey-glazed chicken wings that were salty and sweet, and popcorn chicken that was crispy and delicious.
Finally, add a bowl of sour plum soup to relieve the greasiness.
This set meal, which has captivated countless children, successfully made him smile before he could even show his displeasure. "Wow! Chicken wings! Popcorn chicken! What is this?"
"It's red bean double skin milk, sweet, eat with a spoon." The palace servant handed over the spoon and said, "The person who brought the food said that Miss Ah Shu made this especially for you. She hopes that if you have any delicious food in the future, you can share it with us so that everyone can eat more."
Dongdong secretly curled his lips. Who wants to share with them? The little brat who cries when he can't eat wants him to be his study companion. He doesn't like it!
Even though he complained in his heart, when Dongdong ate the food, he still swung his legs and shook his head happily and happily, feeling extremely happy.
Suddenly, he noticed that the other students were looking at him, and he calmed down a little. He coughed lightly, and said with a reserved and somewhat hostly demeanor:
"You guys eat it, this is delicious. It's made by our sister Ah Shu. Especially the chicken wings, they are my favorite. She doesn't make them very often, so I've only eaten them... three times!"
He tried to raise three fingers, feeling very sad.
Sister Shu said that we shouldn’t eat too much fried food. Come to think of it, it’s all thanks to them today, right?
Zhou Zhaoqin was a little disgusted at first, but seeing his expression like this, his expression improved. He thought this was a good thing, so he reluctantly picked up the chicken wings and ate it. After taking a bite, his eyes lit up. Obviously, the cook at home had also learned this, but it was not as delicious as the one made by the Xiao family.
No wonder he can't compare to Xiao Pingzhou!
It turns out it was the cook’s fault!
Zhou Zhaoqin rolled his eyes and said, "You always talk about Sister A Shu. Who is she? Does she really make delicious food for you every day?"
Dongdong was quite polite. Even if he didn't like someone who spoke nicely, he would still answer politely: "No, she's our guest. She said she likes to eat, so she likes to cook. We have a big oven at home! We can make a lot of delicious food in it. The best one I've ever eaten is grilled lamb chops, but she doesn't let me eat too much..."
Speaking of this, Dongdong was full of complaints, but there was still some boasting in his words: "But she made me roasted oranges, roasted chestnuts, and roasted corn..."
"Wow!" This time it was the other children who exclaimed in surprise. Although they knew what many things were, they had never experienced eating them in this way, and their mouths were watering for a moment.
I think his oven is a treasure, it can make so many delicious dishes!
Zhou Zhaoqin was also very eager: "Can I go and see it?"
As soon as he spoke, some of the children following him also spoke up: "I want to go see Sister Shu too!"
"And me, can I go?"
Dongdong hesitated, but seeing them staring at him, he felt like if he didn't agree, they'd probably cry again. But what if they got addicted and went there every day? Wouldn't they eat all the food at home?
After all, Sister Shu only cooks a little bit every day, and no one else’s food is as delicious as hers.
Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he said seriously, "My birthday is in a few days. Last year, grandma invited a lot of people, so I'll invite you this year too."
After saying that, he looked expectantly at his best friend beside him: "Ah Heng, you must come. I'll ask Sister Ah Shu to make you a lot of delicious food!"
Zhou Zhaoheng had been eating. Upon hearing this, his eyes lit up even more and he nodded vigorously: "Yes! I will definitely go!"
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