Jiang Sheng was quite grumpy when she woke up. She quickly put on her clothes and shoes, rushed out, and shouted, "What are you laughing at? Do you think I'm all fat for nothing? It's just because I get hungry too quickly."
Because I get hungry quickly, I eat a lot, and that's why I gain weight.
This logic is completely valid.
Fang Heng, holding the plate, suppressed a laugh. "Alright, alright, I know you're hungry. Here are some freshly baked wisteria flower cakes. Would you like some?"
So it was Third Brother. Considering he had just returned home, Jiang Sheng decided not to argue with him and instead focus on Teng Huabing.
Wisteria flower cake, as the name suggests, is a cake made with wisteria flowers.
Usually in February or March (lunar calendar), when the wisteria flowers are about to bloom, the tender little buds are picked, mixed with flour and water until thick, and then fried in oil over low heat.
Eat it while it's hot; the wisteria flower cake is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Even when it's cold, you can stew it with meat. Although the color is strange, the taste is truly wonderful.
I still remember when I was in Ansu County, the season when the spring breeze was blowing was the time to eat wisteria flower cakes.
Jiang Sheng was both surprised and delighted to find this food in Fengjing. She took a small bite and found it to be the familiar taste.
"Eat without worry, there's plenty." Fang Heng smiled. "Jiang Yi found the wild wisteria flowers when he entered the city. He picked some this afternoon, so we'll have pancakes tonight."
As the two walked and talked, they saw half a courtyard full of flowers and leaves, as well as eight ginger plants that had become lifeless while they were picking flowers.
There were no four guards, nor that tall, imposing figure.
Was everything that happened at noon just a long dream?
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