Once the meringue was set, Su Jiaoniang skillfully spread it out on a frying pan to make a soufflé, and then garnished it with some fresh dried fruit.
He picked it up and placed it in front of Gu Xizhou: "Try it!"
Gu Xizhou rubbed his wrist, picked up a warm soufflé and put it to his lips. The soft and fluffy feeling was an experience he had never had before, like sleeping on a cloud. The sweet taste made him feel happy.
"It's delicious."
Gu Xizhou said.
This is different from the cake I had at the Cai family's house that day. The cake was also soft and fluffy, but it tasted delicious in a different way.
"Hasn't Madam Feng approached you for cooperation yet?" Gu Xizhou asked.
Su Jiaoniang smiled. There was indeed no news from Madam Feng yet, but she figured it was because of She's death that Madam Feng probably didn't know how to face her.
There's no rush.
Moreover, even if the people in Madam Feng's kitchen saw the entire process of her making the cake, the probability of them learning it after watching it once was not that high.
You should know that geniuses do exist in this world.
However, it's impossible for it to be everywhere. A small pagoda has already been built in Lucheng, which has probably used up most of the local talent and natural resources.
Su Jiaoniang was certain that Madam Feng wanted to make a cake and would come to her again.
So there's no rush.
Seeing Su Jiaoniang living a leisurely life, selling fried chicken, cleaning feathers at home, or preparing various nourishing dishes for her three children, Lu Wujiu suddenly began to like this repetitive and stress-free life.
In this small courtyard, he seemed to experience a warmth he had never felt in his entire life.
Although he knew in his heart that he was just an accessory.
The next day!
Fu Tu seemed to be in good health. He followed Su Jiaoniang toward the mouth of the county town, chewing on a piece of donkey-hide gelatin cake. The cake was sweet and much better than the raw donkey-hide gelatin that Doctor Liu had.
This was made by my mother.
So delicious!
He put another piece of donkey-hide gelatin cake in his mouth.
Upon entering the county town and parting ways with Su Jiaoniang, he knew what Jun Chaoyang liked and headed towards the largest bookstore in the town.
He walked in slowly but did not see Jun Chaoyang. Even the scholar reading inside did not mention the topic. Jun Chaoyang was still very young, in his early twenties, and had no wife or children. Many people would introduce him to potential in-laws when they saw him.
Only Jun Chaoyang could withstand such pressure.
They still chose to walk the most difficult path.
For him, without a wife and children, there are no weaknesses.
This will allow you to better pursue the path you are looking for.
In his dream, he respected his arch-enemy, but of course, while he respected him, he also felt a great deal of disgust towards him.
Unable to find Jun Chaoyang, Fu Tu's face showed a hint of disappointment.
He turned to leave this place where the scholar was full of ideals.
Suddenly, a low, shrill voice came from beside him. Futu stopped in his tracks, and his face turned white.
"Sir, we have news about what you asked us to investigate. The goods were accidentally seized by a peasant woman in a mountain village, and the local magistrate sent men to capture them."
“A peasant woman? She’s really got some nerve, managing to stir things up even with a peasant woman.” Rong Zhen’s voice came out.
Sweat beaded on Futu's forehead.
In his dream, he lost his mother when Yang Fugui broke into his home, and Xiao Ya was also taken away and sold. As for him, he was sold to human traffickers by Lu Dashan, and eventually ended up in the palace, slowly climbing up from the bottom!
Among them, the person with the most aggressive voice has the greatest impact on his life.
He is Rong Zhen.
The chief eunuch of the Directorate of Ceremonial.
He is in charge of all matters under heaven.
Jun Chaoyang didn't come; instead, it was this person... Dreams and reality intertwined, and Xiao Futu couldn't sort out everything that was happening before his eyes.
He stumbled out of the bookstore and headed toward the fried chicken stall on the street.
Su Jiaoniang's fried chicken was selling very well. When Xiao Futu arrived, she had already packed up her stall and was preparing to go home.
They even wanted to share the recipe for fried chicken with the children at the orphanage so that they could make it themselves.
With summer drawing to a close, the sale of smoothies is time-limited. After the sweltering summer, who will still want to eat smoothies?
After tidying up the toy cart, he noticed the pagoda approaching, squatted down, and wiped the child's sweat: "What's wrong? Did you go out to play and come over now?"
I miss home.
I want to go home, but the outside world seems a bit dangerous.
In the dream, Rong Zhen was a vicious character, and in the end, he died at Rong Zhen's hands.
It was nothing more than being torn apart by five horses.
In his dream, in order to rise to power, he had no choice but to kill Rong Zhen. After all, the positions in the Directorate of Ceremonial were all filled by one person at a time, and if Rong Zhen didn't die, he would only be a lowly eunuch.
The lives of junior eunuchs were very insecure.
"Then let's go home. Shall we go to the orphanage first?" Su Jiaoniang pushed the cart, glancing back at Futu every now and then.
Futu nodded.
Quietly following behind Su Jiaoniang.
As you enter the children's home for the disabled, you can hear laughter and joy from afar. Pushing open the door, you see children playing with beanbags. The children are gradually letting go, already understanding joy and life.
Su Jiaoniang was happy to see such a scene.
She put down the cart and went over.
After playing with him in the courtyard for a while, Tiger Girl took Little One-Eyed, who was interested in fried chicken, and taught him how to make it. Since there was no chicken in the cart, Tiger Girl went outside and bought a fresh chicken from the nearby market. She stood aside and watched Su Jiaoniang teach her.
There were still quite a few breadcrumbs left, which Su Jiaoniang left for Hu Niu and Little One-Eyed Su Qing to use.
Su Qing was a name he chose himself. His original name didn't matter anymore; ever since he decided to live in the orphanage for the disabled, he had the surname Su.
Moreover, the brothers living here have all changed their names. The lame man reading under the shade of the tree named himself Su Tong, and the one over there who is missing an arm named Su Bi.
Even Tiger Girl changed her name to Su Girl. The whole family changed their surname to Su, and only then did they feel like a family.
Living here, you have no worries about food and drink, and you can even run a smoothie business. Although there may be some harsh and sarcastic remarks every day, those are things you have to experience on the road of life.
They have started to live on their own two hands.
Being able to support yourself means you are an independent person.
Su Jiaoniang liked the unity and positive spirit here. Looking at the energetic children, she couldn't help but push the child next to her, who was all four limbs intact but had a gloomy face, towards her.
“Play with them!” Lu Futu played with the children for a while.
A short while later, he ran up to Su Jiaoniang and said, "Mother, I also want to change my name."
What do you want to call me?
“Su Futu!” the child said.
Su Jiaoniang reached out and patted Xiao Futu on the head: "What nonsense are you talking about, little kid? Your surname comes from your father and has nothing to do with your uncles and grandparents or those weirdos. Even if you are called Lu Futu, you are still my son. Besides, your father is different."
Lu Futu listened to Su Jiaoniang's words, but he didn't quite agree with them.
Even when selling pigs, you have to check the pen; the Lu family is the kind of people who behave like that.
Can you raise good people?
His father, who died young, was probably no good either.
Unfortunately, he died too young, and his naive mother didn't notice.
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