Reborn 1980's Petite Wife

Chapter 159 The Same Taste
"Brother Yuheng... Are you exaggerating too much?"

Xu Jiaren was very pleasantly surprised when she saw several big boxes in "Liu Ren Fang".

The cakes of Liurenfang have been popular for decades since the 80s.

Even with the development of online takeaway in the future, it is still hard to find a box of pastries in Liurenfang, and there is always a long queue whenever you go.

At this time, all the cakes in Liurenfang can only be bought in a limited amount of one catty a month.

And it is limited to the citizens of Nanfeng City, and they must have a supply ticket.

But the box in front of me looked like at least a dozen catties.

Most importantly, Xu Jiaren especially likes to eat the cakes from Liurenfang.

I remember in the previous life, whenever she went on a business trip to Nanfeng, she would ask her assistant to carry a few boxes.

It's just that Liu Mingyang didn't like desserts at that time, and the relationship between Xu Jiaren and her mother was inseparable. Every time she had a few boxes of pastries, she didn't share them with anyone, and in the end it became something she rewarded her subordinates.

She had imagined before that if there was someone in the world who could share delicious food with her and taste delicious food with her, then she would definitely leave Liu Mingyang.

Even if that person is plain and ordinary.

It's a pity that she didn't wait for such a person after all, and died tragically under Liu Mingyang's hands...

"The pastries here are delicious. I have loved them since I was a child. So I brought them here for you to try."

When Shi Yuheng saw the little guy's big eyes filled with surprises, he was also very interested, opened a box of pastries, and introduced: "This sesame cake is full of sesame flavor, the black sesame cake is sweet, and the white is salt and pepper. Taste... this five-flower cake is stuffed with bean paste, sweet but not greasy, and this egg yolk cake..."

A box of pastries is about ten pieces, and each flavor has only one or two pieces.

Xu Jiaren's eyes were a little moist, and the pastry in the box was still exactly the same as the pastry after more than 20 years, and there was even a kind of pastry that had been out of production for many years.

"What's wrong? Is this pastry not to your taste?" Shi Yuheng panicked a little.

The big eyes that were full of surprise just now turned into teary eyes in the blink of an eye?

"No——" Xu Jiaren picked up her favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake, wiped her eyes, and said with a smile, "I just think there are too few sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. Among these cakes, my favorite is sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Unfortunately, there are only two pieces in this box.

Among the cakes in Liurenfang, Xu Jiaren's favorite is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

However, Liurenfang, Osmanthus Cake, was discontinued later, and Xu Jiaren was still sad for a long time because of this.

When Shi Yuheng heard Xu Jiaren say that her favorite was sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, her deep eyes were like lighted stars, bright and frightening for a moment, and her pitch-black eyes flashed with excitement.

"Oh yo-"

Hearing this, Shi Dong came over too, blinked at Shi Yuheng, and teased: "Xu Jiaren, you are really a match for our Young Master Heng!"

"Huh? Why did you say that suddenly?" Xu Jiaren asked curiously.

She said before that she and Shi Yuheng were made for each other, but Shi Dong was still full of disdain.

What's wrong?Have you changed your attitude towards her after a year?
Shi Dong didn't talk nonsense, he turned around and took out another box of pastries from the box and opened it.

A whole box of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes!

"This is……"

"My favorite is sweet-scented osmanthus cake, so... I want to bring you a taste."

Shi Yuheng's voice was like a warm breeze, passing through Xu Jiaren's scarred heart, and the wound in her heart seemed to be healing little by little.

"Brother Yuheng—"

Xu Jiaren hugged Shi Yuheng's neck, and buried her face in his chest, unable to stop her tears.

There is really one person in the world,

There will be someone who loves the same food as you and is willing to share it with each other.

The clothes on his chest felt a little damp, Shi Yuheng picked up the little guy, and said to Ai Shan, "Let me borrow your room."

"Okay, okay." Aishan nodded immediately.

As soon as the door closed, Shi Dong shook his head with emotion.

Unexpectedly, this little girl and Shi Yuheng really have a tacit understanding.

On the way here, he even laughed at Shi Yuheng for bringing several boxes of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes.

It's better to bring a roast duck.

Unexpectedly, this sweet-scented osmanthus cake is the little girl's favorite?
I don't know if Shi Yuheng knew about it long ago, or the two really have a tacit understanding?
……

"Okay! Crying on a piece of cake? Others will laugh at you."

Shi Yuheng sat by the bed with the little guy in his arms, patted her on the back lightly, and comforted her: "If you like sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, I'll have someone bring them over for you. The pastry chef of that shop, I We know each other."

"It's not about a piece of cake." Xu Jiaren sniffed and raised her head from her generous chest.

Seeing that her eyes were red and swollen, and she was still holding a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her hand, Shi Yuheng couldn't laugh or cry.

"It's not about one piece of pie? That's two pieces?"

"Nah!"

Xu Jiaren lightly smacked Shi Yuheng's chest with her small hand, raised the cake in her hand and said, "Is this a feeling?"

"Feelings? How should I put it?" Shi Yuheng didn't quite understand.

"If you know that this delicious pastry will no longer be produced in the future, and will disappear from Liurenfang...then you will miss the taste you once tasted."

Shi Yuheng thought about it seriously, and said: "Osmanthus cake is the signature of Liurenfang. I don't think it will stop production... If one day it really stops production, it must be because Mr. Ye is not here."

One sentence awakened the dreamer. After many years, the production of sweet-scented osmanthus cake was discontinued. Is it because the master passed away?
"Then the old master confiscated his apprentice?"

"Master Ye's sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing is a secret recipe handed down from the ancestors, and it is not passed on to outsiders... It is a pity that Mr. Ye never married in his life, so... this secret recipe cannot be passed on to the outside world."

"I see……"

After the osmanthus cake was discontinued, Xu Jiaren also went to many dessert shops to buy similar osmanthus cakes, but they always tasted different from Liurenfang.

After buying it a few times, she was completely disappointed, so Xu Jiaren gave up looking for it.

The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus lingered in her mouth, as if the feeling of standing under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree had stopped in the depths of her memory.

At that time, Xu Jiaren also complained that Liurenfang had no vision, and even stopped the production of the most delicious pastries.

Now that I heard Shi Yuheng's explanation, I can understand why this sweet-scented osmanthus cake was discontinued.

That master passed away, Liurenfang didn't want to smash the signboard, so it didn't imitate it, but stopped production directly...

"It would be a pity if such delicious sweet-scented osmanthus cakes were lost."

Hearing Xu Jiaren's emotion, Shi Yuheng smiled lightly and nodded her nose: "You don't have to worry so much, Master Ye once wanted to pass on this secret recipe to me, but I was not interested in learning how to make cakes, so I refused .If you really like it, why don't I go to Master Ye to learn the art!"

"Didn't you say that this secret recipe will not be passed on?" Xu Jiaren asked with wide-eyed eyes.

"It's not rumored, but being a son is different."

"God son?! Forget it, forget it."

Xu Jiaren waved her hands again and again, directly denying it.

Although the sweet-scented osmanthus cake was delicious, she was not willing to let her brother Yuheng recognize him as a father.

(End of this chapter)