Chapter 5 Purple Chrysanthemum
The garden became lively from time to time. Song Youan followed and admired the beautiful purple chrysanthemums in the flower garden.
It was a chrysanthemum with a very strange color. Song Youan had never seen it before. The petals were purple and yellow in color, layered on top of each other, very enchanting and gorgeous.
When everyone arrived, they sat down together in the pavilion in the garden.
As soon as they sat down, Liang Wanjun, the daughter of the Minister of Etiquette, said with a smile: "Sister Ling's sudden invitation is not just for the sake of admiring flowers, right?"
The rest of them all looked at each other. They all knew Zhu Ling's character. How could he post something so impromptu to them about something as ordinary as tasting tea and admiring flowers? There must be another purpose.
Zhu Ling raised her eyebrows proudly, and then winked at the maid Hatsumo who was standing aside. Hatsumo raised her hand and patted it twice, and saw ten maids from the mansion slowly coming with trays. On the exquisite porcelain plate are various exquisite small cakes.
Everyone present except Li Chuyou widened their eyes in curiosity. The delicate and unique appearance of the cake alone was enough to attract the attention of these ladies.
Seeing everyone's reaction, Zhu Ling was even more proud: "I found some new and good things, so naturally I want to share them with my sisters."
"Sister Ling, what is this?"
"Is it a snack? It's so beautiful!"
“More chic than the ones made by Man Yue Lou.”
Girls all like beautiful things, and food is no exception. The ten cakes are all different in shape. I was dazzled for a while and couldn't help but make a sound of surprise.
Zhu Ling raised her chin with a proud look and said, "This thing is called cake. Sister Chu You and I accidentally tasted it yesterday at Sister Sang Qian's place. We both thought it was very delicious, so we specially found it for everyone to try today." Taste.”
Everyone's eyes subconsciously looked at Li Chuyou, who nodded lightly: "It's really delicious, you might as well try it."
Usually, everyone eats snacks directly with their hands, but cakes require the use of cutlery. Fortunately, each cake comes with a small spoon when you buy it.
Zhu Ling and Li Chuyou had eaten it once and knew that this thing couldn't be used directly, so they picked up a small spoon and gave a demonstration.
Upon seeing this, the other ladies followed suit and carefully took out a spoonful and put it into their mouths.
"Hmm...it's delicious!"
“Such a soft and dense texture!”
"The piece I ate also had fresh fruit."
"The flavor of the piece I ate was mellow, and the aftertaste was slightly bitter, but it was not as strong as the bitterness of Huanglian or the bitterness of decoction, but a novel bitterness mixed with a light aroma, so special. Sister Ling, What is this cake? It’s so different from the snacks we usually eat!”
Zhu Ling couldn't explain the reason, so he turned his head and looked at Song You'an: "Please explain to Sister Rong."
Song You'an's energy has been highly concentrated, for fear of making the slightest mistake. Hearing the words, he stepped forward and said calmly: "The cake the lady just tasted is called tiramisu..."
“Tiramisu?”
When everyone heard this strange name, their eyes became more interested. Another person hurriedly asked: "What about this piece? What is it called?"
Song Youan said: "This piece is called red velvet."
"What about this piece?"
"This piece is called Mango Melaleuca."
There are also Napoleon, soufflé, taro mud snow clams, etc...
The names of these modern cakes sound novel and fun to all the ladies, and the most important thing is that every piece is particularly delicious! "Girl, did you do all this?" someone suddenly asked.
Although Song Youan didn't want to lie, he couldn't tell the truth, so he had no choice but to nod.
Everyone's eyes lit up, and someone said: "Then you are really good. You can even outshine the pastry chefs at Man Yue Lou. This cake will definitely become a blockbuster in Kyoto in the future."
"Thank you for your kind words, Miss." Song Youan lowered his head and said.
Fortunately, these ladies don't care about how the cake is made. After all, they are all people who don't touch Yang Chun Shui. Even if Song Youan really understands what he said, they can't understand it at all, because most of the ingredients are traceless in Dazhao. Find.
In fact, Song You'an had already thought of her words. If she was really asked, she would say that the technique was passed down from her ancestors and would not be easily leaked. Presumably these ladies would not embarrass her.
The ten pieces of cake were eaten by seven or eight people in a short time, and everyone was still unsatisfied. Everyone has different tastes due to their personal preferences.
"Girl, I'll book tomorrow's cake with you in advance. It's exactly the same as today's ten pieces. I want my father, mother, and brothers to have a taste of this good thing!"
"I want it too, I want it too!"
"And me, my grandmother loves sweets the most, she must like them!"
"Then I want one too!"
Even Li Chuyou said: "I still have a share. I wonder if the girl can make so many copies tomorrow?"
Everyone present must make a reservation with her. Ten yuan per person is eighty yuan!
"Okay, I won't bother you ladies to run out of the house tomorrow. The daughter of the people can deliver the cake to your house." Song Youan said.
"That's really the best." Li Chuyou said and looked at Zhu Ling: "Then I can trouble Sister Ling to ask someone to write down the addresses of each prefecture, so that this girl can deliver the goods tomorrow."
"Sister Ling is so generous, she thought of us immediately for such a good thing!"
"Yes, thank you sister Ling..."
Someone complimented Zhu Ling very much. When he was happy, he ordered: "I will give this girl an extra one hundred taels of silver."
"Thank you for the reward, Miss. It's just that a common girl wants something else, so I dare to ask Miss for a favor." Song You'an said in a calm tone. At this time, the anxiety in her heart about entering the house for the first time had long dissipated, and she became calmer.
Zhu Ling was in high spirits and asked, "Oh? What do you want?"
Song You'an lowered her head slightly and said: "The daughter of the people is lucky enough to follow the young lady into the mansion. It is the first time in her life that she has seen the elegance of the golden chrysanthemum. I wonder if I can ask the young lady for a golden chrysanthemum? The girl of the common people will definitely take good care of the information."
Hearing this, several other ladies pursed their lips and smiled.
Although this golden chrysanthemum is rare among the people, it is not difficult to find in the gardens of noble families. Compared with one hundred taels of silver, a purple golden chrysanthemum is not that expensive.
Li Chuyou said softly: "Sister Ling, this purple chrysanthemum is indeed a rare thing for ordinary people. This girl is willing to exchange a hundred taels of silver for one. She must like it from the bottom of her heart. Why not just Give her one?”
"It's just a flower. If you really like it, I'll give it to you." Zhu Ling didn't care about the patches of golden chrysanthemums in the flower bed. He immediately ordered the maid: "Go dig two golden chrysanthemums and give them to this lady." …”
Zhu Ling looked at Song You'an and asked, "What's your name?"
"Folk girl Song You'an."
Zhu Ling said: "Reward this Miss Song."
There are two plants, not one.
Song You'an was overjoyed, thinking that this young lady from the Fuyang Hou family was really not a bad person, at least she was generous enough!
(End of chapter)