Fields of Gold

Yu Xiaograss saw two very similar faces, showing the same expression of desire, quite delighted. If the environment were changed, who would have thought that the two people who were fed, such as Eye Baba, were the two most noble people in the Da Ming dynasty?

“When Weishen was idle at home, he thought about several types of mousse cake, and thought it tasted good, so he brought some piety to your elderly family! Mousse cake. Kids love it. His Royal Highness doesn't dislike it.” Yu Xiaograss stood up, put the box on the table in the inner study, gently lifted the box open, inside a small cute cake and presented it in front of the father and son.

Zhu Hanxuan also wanted to clarify: “The palace is no longer a child...” When I saw that delicate and beautiful mousse cake, I threw all my heart behind my head long ago, and the only cake in my eye was those cakes.

As soon as Yu Jie's western point was launched, he became famous in Beijing. Those dense, sweet, and inebriated cakes are particularly popular. However, these are not worth mentioning at all compared to the legendary artisanal chocolate mousse, black forest cake and tiramisu cake made by the owner of Kim An County.

Unfortunately, Kim An County owners make their own western spots, not that people can eat them if they want. Those legendary cakes, they don't sell to the public at all, and only the closest people will have the privilege to taste them. The last time Jing Wang Fu invited the minister and his wife's children to the banquet, when they returned, they passed on that unique pastry to God, and also put a mysterious veil on those chocolate-flavoured western spots.

In the palace, there is naturally no shortage of pastries honored by Yu Xiaoxue. Zhu Hanxuan tasted it once with her mother and immediately fell in love with the taste of chocolate. However, the Father said that as the heir of a nation, he must first suffer his heart, labor his bones, starve his body, and exhaust his body… How can he regain his desire? And most of the snacks sent into the palace went into the belly of the father. Zhu Hanxun seriously doubted that Father's instruction was just to prevent himself from snacking with him!

Master Yu's craftsmanship in making pastries can't be compared to that in the whole of Dawn. Too bad she's too busy! Busy with imperial errands, busy with your own business, rarely drilling for new refreshments. Zhu Hanxun has always missed that particular taste in his memory. Seeing the different forms of mousse cake in the box immediately evoked the memory of his taste buds.

“Your Majesty, slow down, let the slaves test your poison first...” In general, for the sake of caution, you will not bring food into the palace. Before the Emperor ate, the eunuch tested the poison, a long-standing tradition. Su Ligang said it at this time, and it was not over the moment.

But the Emperor kicked him in the ass and scolded: "Get out of the way! You slave, smell the incense and get it together. I haven't tasted Yu's craft yet. You want to get ahead of me. Where it's cool, where it stays, the food box is just a little bit, you can fill a few pieces of pastry, you want to split a spoon, you look beautiful! ”

“Your Majesty, the food brought in outside the palace is usually not..." Su left a footprint on his clothes, and he didn't dare to take it off. Even a face said it was irregular.

“The rules are human! If Yu can't trust me anymore, who else can I trust? Come on, don't give me a reason to snack, why don't you back off?” Why is this guy so blind? If Su Lan was here, it wouldn't be such a mess.

Yu Xiaowei smiled and opened the food box layer by layer. “Your Majesty, Weishen brought four types of mousse cakes this time, each with nine pieces. Why don't you let Director Su Li try it first? ”

“No, no! It's only nine yuan. It's not enough for me to sew my teeth. How can I let someone share a spoon?” Zhu Junfan suddenly took a lychee-shaped mousse when he brought the food box to himself.

“Father...” Zhu Hanxu saw his father completely forget his existence and shouted in surrender. He always felt that Father was intentional and didn't want to share the cake with him.

“Hmm! Look at you. Do you still look like a monarch? If you can't even control your appetite, how will you take over from me?” Zhu Junfan said, stuffing the cake in his hand into the mouth and sipping it intoxicatingly.

Zhu Han's belly defamation: Father, you also have a heavy appetite, didn't you manage Daming River Mountain well? There's no conflict between the two, okay? Are you really prepared to share it with your children?

Son pitied Baba's little look, made Zhu Junfan feel guilty with a boob in his heart. He coughed dry. “Okay! For your recent efforts in reading and practicing martial arts, let me give you one! ”

“Thank you, Father!” Zhu Hanxuan's face immediately turned clear, carefully pinched a piece of cake and sent it to his mouth for a small bite to eat, "Wow! Delicious! It has sweet fruit and a delicate taste of cake. Master Yu, what's the name of this snack? ”

“Returning to Your Highness, this is a ‘fruit mousse', a smooth mousse wrapped in fresh fruit that restores the appearance and flavour of the lychee itself and gives it a more aromatic taste.” Yu Xiaoxue looked at the father and son in sync and suddenly felt that the essence of eating food was probably inherited as well. His Royal Highness is an old Tao himself, and the Emperor loves good food. It looks like His Royal Highness is also a snack now!

“Is this chocolate-flavoured? I love chocolate!” Zhu Hanxuan saw the second layer of cake and immediately threw aside what his father called a piece of cake. He reached over and took one, squeezing his eyes and tasted it satisfactorily.

The emperor stared at His Royal Highness so hard, it was so funny! Yu Xiaograss snorted his mouth and was afraid of laughing: “Your Highness, this is a hazelnut mousse, inside a chocolate shell, first a smooth chocolate mousse, then a moussley wrapped in a crisp hazelnut sandwich. The perfect combination of chocolate and hazelnuts, combined with a small shape, is one of my most successful cake pieces! ”

Zhu Junfan also took one in the entrance, delicate taste, it took a long time to say: “Hmm... bite down, the rich mousse aroma melted in the mouth, accompanied by crisp taste, crisp fruit, this mouthful is really satisfying! ”

Aubergine Mousse, another very realistic piece. Both color and shape faithfully restore the characteristics of the pear, and the sandwich is naturally full of caramelized pears. The taste is self-evident.

“The last one is Cherry Mousse, which you can see is bright and crisp. In a deliberately shrunk moussley for more similarity, Weishen fills as much cherry fruit meat as possible to enhance the palate - you taste it!” Yu Xiaograss introduced the four kinds of mousse, watched the father and son eat only, couldn't even speak in time, and knew that they were satisfied with the flavors of these snacks.

Zhu Junfan, after seeing the Emperor eat one piece of everything, wanted to take something else, hid the food box. “Stop eating, when you eat later, you won't be able to eat again. Save the rest for your mother! ”

Mousse cake, every size but table tennis, eating four pieces, Zhu Hanyi still hasn't finished. However, he was a filial child who stopped saying anything as soon as he heard it was meant for his mother. Mother loves him so much, there are good things to think of first is him, can't grab food from mother and queen.

“Master Yu, are the ingredients of these cakes good? In Yu Ji Pastry Shop, will it be on the market soon?” Zhu Hanxuan is more concerned about this. If it can be bought on the market, he would like to eat it in the future, just let the little eunuch around him buy it out of the palace.

He remembered that the reason chocolate pastries had not been sold to the public before was because the ingredients were rare. It would be a shame if such delicious pastries could not be sold on the shelf if the ingredients were ok. Master Yu won't let go of such a good opportunity to make money

Yu Xiaograss solemnly said: “These muscakes, the most tested pastry chef's craft, are not expected to train for a year and a half, making it difficult to make satisfactory work. However, His Royal Highness does not have to worry. If the Emperor does not promote Weisheng, Weisheng will have time to make some new refreshments and send them to the palace...”

“Master Yu, you are so strange. Everyone else squeezes their heads up for promotion. Good for you, Father, I miss your achievements, I want to give you a promotion and raise your salary, but it's like I hurt you. How about you? Famous and desperate?” Zhu Hanxun was somewhat curious, why she refused to take advantage of this opportunity to join the march.

“Alas… as much responsibility as the official position. I'm a little girl. I'm going to marry my son soon. I travel around my husband's children every day. Where is there so much energy? Most importantly, Weishen remembers officials with more than five pints, to go to the Dynasty...” Yu Xiaoxue accidentally said his worries.

Zhu Junfan burst out laughing, pointing at the grass, hating iron as a steel tunnel: “Turns out the real reason for your repeated excuses is here! Five days early. Is it that hard? ”

“Weishen is highly inert and likes to sleep lazily. Afraid of not getting up, I missed the early morning punishment...” Yu Xiaograss whispered. Just kidding, you have to get up before 4: 00 in the morning. Damn it, little sister, I didn't work so hard when the college entrance exam ran!

Zhu Junfan grunted, “If I spare you your early dynasty, will you? ”

“Uh... after the promotion, still in charge of the Imperial Estate and the breeding base? If there's anything else to worry about, I won't!” Yu Xiaograss is still sober, she knows her abilities are limited, let her do something else, she really can't do it!

“The authority remains the same! If there is any change, there should be more people in charge. We will send other officials to assist you, just develop high-yielding crops!” Zhu Junfan is exhausted! He hastened to be promoted to a higher rank, but he didn't appreciate it.

“Well... okay!” Yu Xiaoxue said that reluctantly, as if he was forced around his neck by a scaffold knife, "then you should send Weishen two capable and friendly officials. Spike or something, forget it! ”

Zhu Junfan: …