After eavesdropping on my thoughts, the food lovers all over the country were shocked

Everyone in the Zhou family received the egg yolk pastries that Shen Huazheng had sent, including Zhou Ying and Song Ye.

Zhou Ying was very happy and immediately invited her son to eat together.

"Ye'er, it's a coincidence that you came today. This is a snack made by your cousin. The food she makes is delicious. Come and try it."

"Okay," Song Ye didn't think a piece of dessert would be very delicious, but seeing that Zhou Ying looked very interested, he sat down obediently and accompanied her to have dessert.

He picked up a piece of egg yolk pastry and took a bite. The red bean paste inside squeezed out through the bitten skin, and a sweet and rich taste instantly spread between his lips and teeth.

When he bit into the salted egg yolk at the innermost part, Song Ye was slightly stunned.

The juicy salted egg yolk has a unique fragrance that seems to penetrate deep into the soul. It has a crunchy texture and stays in the mouth forever.

Song Ye's posture of eating the egg yolk pastry was always elegant and proper, without any sign of wolfing it down, but his speed was much faster than at the beginning.

Zhou Ying herself had not yet recovered from the shock of the egg yolk pastry, so naturally she did not notice Song Ye's strange behavior.

Not long after, the egg yolk pastry that Shen Huazheng had sent was eaten up by the two of them.

"How about it, mother didn't lie to you, did she?"

Zhou Ying asked Song Ye with a smile while drinking tea.

Song Ye took a sip of tea, and recalled how he had been a little too "wild" when eating the egg yolk pastry just now, and he felt a little embarrassed.

"It's just as my mother said, the egg yolk pastry is delicious, and my cousin's cooking skills are amazing."

Zhou Ying put down her teacup and began to talk nonstop, "You don't know, your cousin is simply a culinary genius. She can always make some novel and delicious food..."

Song Ye listened carefully. He had always known that he had a cousin who was only a few years older than him, but he had never met her before.

After listening to his mother's story, he became quite curious about this cousin whom he had never met.

When Zhou Ying and her son found Shen Huazheng, she had already started tinkering with other food.

*

Shen Huazheng peeled the kernels of the sun-dried corn cobs and threw them into the pot. She then poured in the sugar and quickly covered the pot. Immediately, the pot began to make crackling sounds.

Qingzhi and Qingtang stood on the left and right of Shen Huazheng, "Miss, what did you do this time?"

Although I knew that the girl was going to make some new and delicious food again, the noise coming out of the pot this time was so loud that it sounded scary.

Shen Huazheng smiled with her eyes curved, "Popcorn."

She went to the kitchen and saw corn, and suddenly wanted to eat popcorn. She wanted to try this quick and easy method.

Under the guidance of Shen Huazheng, Qingzhi held the handle of the iron pan tightly and shook it continuously to ensure that the corn kernels in the pan could be heated evenly and each kernel could be covered with caramel.

After a while, there was no more sound of corn kernels popping in the pot.

Shen Huazheng asked someone to take the iron pot off the stove and put it aside.

After simmering for a few seconds, slowly open the lid of the pot.

As soon as the lid was opened, a strong aroma of corn and caramel wafted out, filling the whole kitchen with sweet fragrance.

Everyone present couldn't help but swallow their saliva because of their greed. They didn't expect that this thing was so terrible when it was in the pot, but it smelled so good when it came out of the pot.

Shen Huazheng picked up a popcorn and put it in her mouth. The outer layer of sugar coating had cooled down a little now, and the sweetness was enough. When she chewed it, she had the unique crunchy taste of popcorn, and the effect was quite good.

"You guys should try it too."

Shen Huazheng took out a bowl, poured some popcorn into it, and asked Qingzhi and Qingtang to share it. She also gave some to the girl who was in charge of the fire, and then walked out of the kitchen with the remaining popcorn.

As soon as the three of them returned to the yard, a servant came to report that Song Ye had arrived.

Duke Weiguo and Song Zhichen came to visit today. Old Master Zhou and Zhou Cheng'an wanted to discuss divorce with them. Unexpectedly, Song Ye did not go with them, but came to her instead.

*

"Ye'er has met her aunt."

When Song Ye saw Shen Huazheng, he immediately stepped forward and bowed. "I haven't thanked my cousin for the egg yolk pastry I sent yesterday. The egg yolk pastry is very delicious. My mother and I like it very much."

Shen Huazheng was still wondering whether she should treat Song Ye as her nephew or the prince of Weiguo when she met him. Now she doesn't have to worry about it anymore.

"It's just a snack, I hope you like it. Come on, take a seat."

Shen Huazheng asked Song Ye to sit down, and the servants had already served tea.

After Song Ye sat down, he picked up the teacup, blew away the hot steam on it slowly, and then took a sip.

When the warm tea goes into your mouth, a slight bitterness spreads instantly, and after a moment only sweetness remains, leaving a lingering fragrance on your teeth and cheeks.

Shen Huazheng looked at Song Ye, who looked like a little adult, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Nine years old is still the age for elementary school students in modern times, but Song Ye behaves like an adult.

But it is also true that Song Ye is not an elementary school student after all. He is the eldest son of the Duke of Weiguo, the youngest scholar in Daliang, and the next Duke of Weiguo.

Being mature at a young age is not a bad thing, it just feels inappropriate.

After thinking about it, Shen Huazheng asked someone to bring the popcorn she had made.

"Ye'er, do you want to try the popcorn that your aunt just made?"

Song Ye looked at the popcorn in front of him. It was a novel style that he had never seen before.

He raised his eyes to look at Shen Huazheng, and was about to speak——

[The popcorn is now cool and tastes just right. ]

Song Ye: ???

He seemed to have heard his aunt's voice just now, but he saw clearly that his aunt did not speak.