Chapter 122 Crispy Huangdu

  Xin You was excited and calm.

   What makes her excited is that she probably met Aunt Xia's sister, but no matter how excited she is, she must keep it calm in her heart.

  She didn't know what kind of person Aunt Xia's sister was, what kind of experience she had, and whether she still remembered Aunt Xia.

  Even if they are all good answers, she cannot reveal her identity.

  The overwhelming emotions are like magma, burning Xinyou's heart, but her voice seems to be soaked in autumn spring water, and there is no trace of anxiety at all: "Aunt Gui."

  Aunt Gui heard the girl's sweet voice, inexplicably wanted to cry, and hurriedly responded.

   "I don't know why, when I see Aunt Gui, I feel like I hit it off." Xin You said with a smile.

  Even if she can't reveal her identity, she still needs to confirm whether the woman is Aunt Xia's sister.

   "Me too. As soon as I saw Miss Kou, I fell in love with her." Aunt Gui looked at Xin You with burning eyes.

   This is likely to be Lord Hou's future daughter-in-law.

   She doesn't know how to speak out because she is afraid of being laughed at. She has never been married, and in her heart she regards Master Hou as her own child.

   "If Aunt Gui is not in a hurry, would you like to have a cup of tea?" Xin You asked tentatively.

  Aunt Gui didn't want to know more about this Kou girl, so she agreed.

  Xinyou was thoughtful.

  She took the initiative because she wanted to find out the identity of the woman in front of her, but why did the other party take the initiative?

  Even if you really hit it off, you are no longer a child, and you won't get so close at the first meeting.

  Xin You invited Aunt Gui into the reception room and poured a cup of hot tea.

  It is now October, and the coolness of autumn has turned into the coldness of early winter. A sip of hot tea immediately dispels the chill.

   "Is this the first time Aunt Gui has come to our bookstore?" Xin You asked very naturally.

   "Yes." Aunt Gui looked at the small reception room. A pot of auspicious orchids by the window was as bright as a golden butterfly, adding a bit of elegance to the ordinary room.

   "No wonder I haven't seen Aunt Gui before."

  Xin You pushed the food box in front of Aunt Gui: "Aunt Gui likes to eat dried fruit, or candied fruit?"

   "I prefer to eat candied fruit, it tastes sweet."

  Xin You smiled: "These candied fruits are made by my wet nurse herself, Aunt Gui wants to try them."

  Aunt Gui was not polite, picked up a candied date and ate it, and praised: "This date is well soaked, sweet but not greasy."

   "Then Aunt Gui should eat more."

   "What does Miss Kou like?" Aunt Gui asked casually.

  Xin You glanced at the food box and said with a smile, "I'm average with dried fruit and candied fruit. I prefer pastries."

  Aunt Gui couldn't help but brighten her eyes when she heard this: "What kind of cakes does Miss Kou like to eat?"

  Back then, she was sent by the Empress to be with Lord Hou because she was good at cooking, and what she was best at was making dim sum.

  Xinyou looked at Aunt Gui and said, "Suhuangdu. My favorite pastry is Suhuangdu."

  There is a poem that says: Snow turns over night bowls to cut into jade, and spring cold crisps are cut into gold.

   Steamed taro is sliced ​​into thin slices, wrapped in flour mixed with Chinese torreya, chopped almonds and seasoned with salt sauce, and deep-fried in an oil pan until golden. The soft and glutinous taro is wrapped in the crispy shell, which is really delicious in one bite.

  Aunt Gui's eyes became brighter, and her tone couldn't hide her excitement: "To tell you the truth, Miss Kou, I'm best at making crispy yellow dumplings."

  Miss Kou likes to eat the most, and she is the best at cooking. This is really a predestined relationship!

  Xin You's heart suddenly settled.

  Looks like Aunt Xia, and is good at making crispy yellow dumplings. Her name also has the word "Gui".

   After all, it was the first time they met, Xin You stopped in moderation, and didn't beat around the bush to inquire about anything.

  She has already seen that Aunt Gui also wants to get close to her for some reason. In this case, there will be opportunities to meet again in the future.

   Sure enough, Aunt Gui said, "Are you free tomorrow, Ms. Kou? I'll make some crispy yellow dumplings for you to try."

   "Will it be too troublesome—" Xin You was eager to taste it, to see if it was the taste from memory, but he had to say some kind words.

  Aunt Gui smiled: "How come. I have nothing to do all day long, so I just cook some food to pass the time. Ms. Kou is willing to try my cakes, but I'm too happy."

   "Then thank you, Aunt Gui first."

  Appointing to see you tomorrow, Xin You sent Aunt Gui out of the house, turned around and came in and told Shitou: "Aunt Gui is coming tomorrow, remember to let me know in time."

   Liu Zhou asked curiously: "Boss, who is Aunt Gui?"

   "I don't know. But Aunt Gui said, make some snacks for me tomorrow, don't neglect me." After explaining, Xinyou went back to the east courtyard to write a book.

  Liu Zhou waited for Xin You to leave, and couldn't help sighing with shopkeeper Hu: "My boss really knows how to deal with people."

   People who meet for the first time have to make snacks for the boss.

   Shopkeeper Hu is an old man, so he thinks it's not that simple.

  There is something wrong with the way this woman looks at her boss!

  Could it be the wife who looks after the wife for the nephew?

   Shopkeeper Hu heaved a long sigh.

  He used to always support the male college to marry the female college to marry, especially when facing the original young boss, he dreamed every day that a young grandma would take care of him, if no one cares, their bookstore will be ruined.

  At that time, how could he have thought that he would have today.

  Aunt Gui returned to Changle Hou Mansion in a very good mood.

  Successfully met the person, the girl was cheerful, enthusiastic and thoughtful, so I finally felt relieved.

   Moreover, her favorite dessert is the crispy yellow dumplings that she is best at making.

  This kind of wonderful coincidence undoubtedly makes people feel happy.

  The deep-fried snacks like Crispy Yellow Dull are delicious only when they are made fresh. Aunt Gui fried a plate when she was making dinner. Just when He Qingxiao came back, she brought it to the table.

   "Crispy Yellow Dumplings?" He Qingxiao picked up a piece and ate it, the fragrance remained on his teeth and cheeks, "Aunt Gui hasn't made this dessert for a long time."

  He likes to eat crispy yellow dumplings very much, but Aunt Gui said that fried food should be eaten less, and this snack can only be seen on the dinner table occasionally.

   "Does Hou feel delicious?"

   "Of course Aunt Gui's cooking is delicious."

  Aunt Gui felt relieved: "That's good."

   It’s been a long time since I made this dim sum. Let’s practice my hands today. It seems that the craftsmanship has not deteriorated.

  Aunt Rigui now made crispy yellow dulce, and brought a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus and lychee wine to Qingsong Bookstore.

  Xinyou took a sip and lowered her eyes.

   is the taste in memory.

   "Can it suit Miss Kou's taste?" Aunt Gui asked expectantly.

  Xinyou nodded: "It's the best crispy yellow rice cake I've ever eaten."

  Modity is probably the nature of the people at the time. Aunt Gui laughed and said, "Ms. Kou has won the prize. There are many people who do better than me."

   "How could it be? I can't think of anyone else making crispy yellow that is better than Aunt Gui's."

  Aunt Gui has nostalgia in her eyes: "The crispy yellow dumplings made by my sister are more delicious than mine."

   "I really want to have a chance to taste it." Xinyou showed a longing look.

  Aunt Gui's smile showed bitterness: "It's a pity that she married far away and won't come to the capital."

   So far, Xin You is almost sure that the woman in front of her is Aunt Xia's sister.

  Aunt Xia will definitely not come to the capital. Like her mother, she will stay in that beautiful place forever.

   The practice of Suhuangdu comes from "Mountain Qinggong".

  

  

  (end of this chapter)