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The prototype of millet cake is fa cake, but it tastes better than fa cake and has richer layers.

Dacheng pastries are rich in variety and can be made in many ways. The Duke's Mansion naturally has no shortage of pastries, so there are simple pastry molds in the kitchen.

Luo Yao took out a plum blossom-shaped mold and pressed a ball of dough into three layers of millet cakes for steaming.

After Ah Shi finished chopping the fish meat, the millet cakes were ready.

This millet cake is fragrant and sweet. As soon as the steam comes out of the steamer, the people below start drooling.

Now that they are out of the pot, everyone stretches their necks, wishing they could be longer. Who wouldn’t love baskets of plum-shaped, white, plump, and soft cakes?

Luo Yao hadn't noticed the hungry looks in their eyes yet. He sprinkled a little bit of osmanthus powder on each cake, thinking his younger brother would like it.

Luo Xinchen originally wanted to come to the kitchen to watch his brother cook, but Luo Yao was afraid that he would get burned, so he didn't let him in and asked him to watch Ah Shi kill the fish outside. After the fish were killed, he followed his brother Ah Shi to dig yellow mud and pick lotus leaves, and had a lot of fun.

He could smell the fragrance and hopped around the kitchen door with his short legs.

The people blocking the door were so fascinated that they didn't notice Luo Xinchen. Luo Xinchen was small but strong, and his small head squeezed into another small head.

She tried hard several times but couldn't squeeze in. She got anxious and pouted and called for her brother.

"Young Master!"

"What are you doing? Let the young master come in!"

Qing'er was the first to discover Luo Xinchen.

Several people at the door quickly released Luo Xinchen.

They actually squeezed the young master. The eldest young master said that they had made too many millet cakes and they could eat them too. If they squeezed the young master, would the eldest young master get angry and not let them eat...

Luo Yao was startled by Qing'er's harsh voice, and seeing everyone's expressions, he asked Ah Shi to carry a basket of millet cakes out to share.

Several people were overjoyed.

Everyone was very excited to see Ah Shi carrying the steamer. Each of them took two pieces and ate them at the kitchen door.

Luo Xinchen looked at his brother with grievance as he saw that others had what he didn't.

Luo Yao was afraid that he would get burned, so he found a piece of oil paper to wrap it and quickly handed it to him.

Luo Xinchen ran out of the kitchen happily with a piece of delicious rice cake in one hand. Luo Yao smiled helplessly and also took two pieces for Qing'er.

He picked up a piece and tried it himself.

Bei Zhenting had nothing much to say. After a few official remarks, there was another round of sarcastic remarks. In the front hall, the old man and the young boy glared at each other and disliked each other. Bei Zhenting felt bored and said he would go find his princess.

No matter how Luo Lin made him fulfill his wish, he felt that Bei Zhenting was erratic and unstable when he was still a child. Now that he had become his grandson-in-law, he felt that he was even more annoying.

When he heard that Bei Zhenting was looking for his grandson, he naturally couldn't intervene in the Yong'an Palace. But today his precious grandson was home, and he couldn't let his grandson be bullied.

So Bei Zhenting and Luo Lin came into the kitchen one after another.

Everyone in the palace was eating millet cakes when they saw the God of Death enter the yard. Everyone became defensive, and even the millet cakes in their hands became unpalatable.

"How dare you! How dare you not bow to the prince?"

Li Qingyun shouted.

Everyone was unhappy but they didn't dare to disobey the current prince, let alone the King of Hell, so they saluted Bei Zhenting without any order.

Bei Zhenting sat down at the stone table at the kitchen door.

I could smell the fragrance before I even entered the yard. I didn't know what it was, but it smelled so sweet.

Bei Zhenting looked at the kitchen. There was a crowd of people crowded at the kitchen door and he couldn't see clearly inside.

Luo Yao can really cook. A gentleman stays away from the kitchen. Doesn’t he dislike the thick smoke in the kitchen?

"Why don't you give the prince some cakes?!"

Li Qingyun's loud voice scared the maids so much that they trembled.

"This pastry was made by the princess. If the prince wants to eat it, he will have to ask the princess in person if she will give it to him."

Xiao Chen had long been fed up with this crappy prince and the prince's lackeys. He had also heard about what happened ten years ago. Although this incident aroused the emperor's wrath at the time, fewer people talked about it ten years later. However, since he was in the Duke's Mansion, he still knew something about it, and he also knew that the folk rumor was about the Duke's Mansion.

Xiao Chen is only 14 this year, and he was just a little kid ten years ago, but Xiao Chen was brought back from the northwest border by the General Zhenguo four years ago. No matter what others think, he always believes that the Duke's Mansion is not a corrupt country that wants to kill all those who rebel.

"How dare you! How dare you disrespect the prince!" Li Qingyun drew his sword.

Bei Zhenting narrowed his eyes and frowned in anger. The servants in the Duke's Mansion were so disrespectful to him!

Just about to get angry.

"Grandpa! Grandpa is here!"

When Luo Xinchen saw his grandfather coming, he ran over and hugged the old man's thighs.

Luo Lin picked up his little grandson with one hand and sat down at the stone table in two steps.

"It's so late to eat millet cakes!" Luo Xinchen ate them with big mouthfuls, winking at Bei Zhenting while eating.

Luo Lin touched his grandson's head lovingly, thinking that he was such a scheming guy.

Bei Zhenting was so angry that his teeth were itching. He really couldn't understand why this little brat was really not afraid of him at all!

Luo Yao finally heard the noise outside in the kitchen.

She came out carrying a plate of prepared millet cakes.

Qing'er also came out. Seeing Li Qingyun's fierce look, she rolled her eyes at Li Qingyun.

There is really not a single good person in the Yong'an Palace. They actually dare to bully the eldest son!

After everything is arranged at the Duke's Mansion, he will go to the Prince of Yong'an's Mansion to serve the young master, and he will make sure those bitches who have made things difficult for the young master pay a price!

As soon as Luo Yao left the house, Bei Zhenting was stunned for a moment.

It was the first time I saw Luo Yao like this. With his hair tied up and wearing a small apron, his edges and corners looked softer.

Luo Yao didn't care about Bei Zhenting's thoughts. He walked towards his grandfather and brother with the plate in his hand.

"elder brother!"

"Grandpa, Your Majesty, have some snacks."

These words were spoken to Luo Lin.

Bei Zhenting's face darkened again! Something flashed in the corner of his eyes, and Bei Zhenting was a little confused.

Bruise? Bei Zhenting, not knowing what he was thinking, picked up a piece of millet cake and took a bite.

What a special taste!

Bei Zhenting looked up in surprise and saw Luo Yao playing with his younger brother.

"When is dinner ready, brother? I'm so hungry!"

"Aren't you eating? Why are you hungry while eating?" Luo Yao was helpless and scratched his brother's nose. What a naughty boy!

Just as naughty as his younger brother! However, his younger brother stopped being naughty later... Luo Yao became depressed and thought of his younger brother sitting at the door of the police station.

I don't know how my brother is doing...

Bei Zhenting noticed Luo Yao's sudden drop in mood. Thinking back to the day of their wedding, he felt that Luo Yao's state just now was very similar to that day...

Bei Zhenting picked up the second piece of millet cake. He actually didn't like sweets very much...

Li Qingyun also received his two pieces. He ate one and found it so delicious that he couldn't bear to eat the second one.

Luo Yao delivered the millet cake and continued cooking.

Bei Zhenting, who doesn't like sweets, ate one piece after another. Just as he was about to reach for the fifth piece, Luo Lin was quick to snatch the last two pieces of millet cakes from the plate. Bei Zhenting then touched an empty plate.

Bei Zhenting looked at the old man in confusion. Luo Lin didn't expect that the dignified King Yong'an could eat so much!

Old Man Luo didn't care about Bei Zhenting's dark face at all. After getting the rice cake, he continued to tease his grandson.

Bei Zhenting beckoned Li Qingyun. He didn't want to stay here any longer. He was afraid that he would lose control, the evidence was incomplete, and he would accidentally kill his father-in-law's father...

Li Qingyun was watching Luo Yao making meatballs when he was called away.

He was seeing the exciting part, but he still couldn't understand why if he grabbed a handful of meat and squeezed it, he could get round meatballs of the same size, wouldn't they fall apart?

As he was thinking, his hands suddenly became empty and the millet cake disappeared.

His millet cake! Li Qingyun looked at his empty hands. The millet cake wrapped in oil paper had already entered Bei Zhenting's mouth.

He had asked a fierce maid to find the oil paper for him. Bei Zhenting peeled off the oil paper in two moves, and the two small pieces of millet cakes were gone.

Li Qingyun looked at his own prince... His lips moved slightly...

All right! The prince ate it! What can he do? He can’t do anything! I should have eaten it all!

Bei Zhenting didn't care about his inner thoughts at all. He walked to the main hall and sat down directly, and asked Li Qingyun to pour tea.

Luo Yao originally planned to make fish ball soup, but ended up making fried fish balls.

Luo Lin sat directly at the stone table and started eating.

Later, two more fish were killed and everyone finally had enough to eat.

The fried fish balls were so delicious! Luo Yao fried them while everyone else showed off. Luo Lin and Luo Xinchen ate with a look of satisfaction, and the maids and servants were all eating with their mouths full of oil.

Bei Zhenting had no idea about this, he only knew that the dinner was fifteen minutes late.