Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Master Nguyen is in his early fifties, the chef of Pillow House, a master specially invited by Lu Zhishan, who specializes in making southern Xinjiang dishes for Mu Nanzhi.

Master Ruan rubbed the jujube stuffing in his hand, and smiled to Mu Nanzhi with a smile: "The princess really killed slaves this way. The princess can remember the slaves, and the slaves are very happy."

"I heard that the snowy moon cakes in Nanjiang are delicious, so I thought that Master Ruan would definitely make it, so I was bothered by the master to take this trip," said Mu Nanzhi with a smile, walking over, watching the table case. The stuffing on the plate and the plate were very curious. Pointing at those plates of stuffing, I asked Master Ruan, "Master Ruan, have you prepared so many fillings? Are they all used to make snowy moon cakes? I haven't seen several things. "

"Yeah, this is the jujube stuffing," said Master Ruan, putting the dumplings in his hand on a plate, and pointing at the other plates to Mu Nanzhi one by one. "This is the quicksand stuffing. This is Milky stuffing, this is black sesame stuffing, this is red bean stuffing, this is rose stuffing. "

"There are quite a lot of species," Mu Nanzhi's eyes lighted, and he couldn't help giving Master Ruan a thumbs up. "Master Ruan, I also admire you more and more!"

"The princess is too famous." Master Ruan was so embarrassed by Mu Nanzhi that in his view, Mu Nanzhi was a junior and had a good temperament. No wonder Master Ruan especially liked her and gave Mu Nan the usual Zhizhi made a special effort when he made meals, and now he has won the praise of Mu Nanzhi, and he is even more careful.

"Then you will teach me to make snowy moon cakes for a while!" Mu Nanzhi rushed to Master Ruan, and then he was too busy to walk in, and asked the chef who was in front of him, "Well, I like to eat what you make most Moon cakes, I was looking forward to the Mid-Autumn Festival a month ago, but I just want to eat the skin moon cakes you made. "

Zhou Yan smiled with pleats, and said to Mu Nanzhi: "When will the princess want to eat, as long as the order is made, the slaves will follow."

"Hey hey, aren't you tired of letting 嬷嬷 tired?" Mu Nanzhi smiled, and stirred the filling in the bowl while he was a little curious, "Well, where is this ham made? Really? Fragrant."

"It was delivered by Jiangnan. The princess ordered to make ham moon cakes early in the morning, so this ham was delivered half a month ago," Zhou said as she began to scramble the dough, "said it was Jiangnan Here comes the Zhuangzi from the side. "

"Oh, I remember, Song Fu talked to me," Mu Nanzhi took his sleeves and went to a dough. He kneaded after learning Zhou's gestures, and then wrapped in stuffing. Once again, the dough was covered with lard on the dough, and it was greasy. Mu Nanzhi's fingers were covered with lard. Mu Nanzhi couldn't help laughing, "I heard that many balms are made of lard. Yes, if you deal with lard every day, your skin will be very good. "

"What the princess said was, look at the slave's hand." Zhou Yan raised her hand in front of Mu Nanzhi with a smile. Her hands were fair and smooth, and she looked younger and tighter than her face.

"Really," Mu Nanzhi stared at Ji's hand for a while, with a smile, "Cousin always refuses to go to the kitchen. If I know that there is such a benefit in going to the kitchen, I won't stop it in the future. Me. "

"The prince is distressed by the princess." Zhou Yihan smiled, while putting the dough in the mold, and when it was poured out again, the moon cake had been printed with the pattern of "flowers spend a full moon for a long time", very delicate good looking.

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