Good "food" in pairs

Lu Yan was shocked and leaned against the wall, covering her mouth in surprise.Before she could digest the news, Xiao Cheng's calm and emotionless reply followed: "Yes, I want to cancel the wedding."

The book fell heavily to the ground, causing a series of muffled sounds on the floor.After a short period of silence, it was Mrs. Xiao who asked sharply: "You were the one who said you were going to get married, and you were the one who regretted it when the engagement banquet was held today. What do you think this marriage is!"

"Engagement is not marriage," Xiao Cheng's position did not retreat at all, and a low air pressure that could kill people exuded from his whole body. "That's why I agreed to this engagement banquet."

"You agree?" Mrs. Xiao, who has always been good-tempered, sneered rarely, "This is your proposal at all."

Being slapped on the spot, Xiao Cheng didn't feel embarrassed at all, and said in a cold tone: "Engagement, yes, marriage, no."

"Nonsense!" Mrs. Xiao slammed the table heavily, startling Lu Yan outside, not knowing how to find out what happened next.

Just listening to Xiao Cheng's voice said: "This marriage has been booked five years ago, it was booked by you, not me."

"You didn't refuse back then!"

Xiao Cheng didn't answer, Lu Yan pricked up his ears, and the sound of a needle falling could be heard quietly inside, but Xiao Cheng never answered.After a long time, Mrs. Xiao spoke up instead, and said wearily: "Forget it, it doesn't matter what happened back then, but you also said that your marriage will definitely be used as a bargaining chip for the Xiao family to make a comeback. Although we have gotten rid of the debt now However, if you want to go further, marrying the Lu family is always the only choice. You rejected Lu Yan, did you find a more suitable marriage partner than her?"

Xiao Cheng couldn't hear any emotion in his deep voice, and suddenly asked: "Mother, have you gone to see Uncle Lu?"

Quiet, this time it was Mrs. Xiao who remained silent for a long time, Xiao Cheng seemed to sneer slightly, and Lu Yan shivered, because she heard an unusual coldness from this smile.

Mrs. Xiao sighed heavily, "Just as you thought, your Uncle Lu is not in the country now, and he doesn't plan to come back anytime soon. But that doesn't mean that today's matter can be done casually, and the matter of breaking the engagement will be brought up later. Needless to say, today I'll pretend you didn't. But—"

Mrs. Xiao's voice suddenly became clear, "I really want to know who and what made you make such a capricious decision. You usually go your own way, but you always have your own measure, so I agree to hand over the Xiao family to you. .But this time... it seems to be different."

Xiao Cheng's eyes dimmed, and his lips turned slightly white.

Seeing him like this, Mrs. Xiao didn't continue the conversation. "There's no point in talking about it any further. You should think about your relationship with the Lu family." Butler Wu from the side room came in and put an antique pear blossom wooden box in front of Xiao Cheng.

Mrs. Xiao glanced at her and said, "Today is your engagement banquet. It is not a solution for the groom to be absent all the time. This pastry is newly made. I remember you liked it very much. After eating, go back to the hall quickly. Everyone is here waiting for you."

Butler Wu supported Mrs. Xiao and opened the door for Mrs. Xiao. Lu Yan outside the door frantically lifted up her skirt and ran out in a panic. As soon as she ran to the stairs, she bumped into a drunk man.

"Who is this... hiccup... isn't this our bride-to-be?"

Lu Yan hurriedly covered her nose. This Young Master Zhong Yi An Zhong, who was a respectable gentleman in the hall just now, was so drunk that he couldn't touch things.

In fact, Zhong Yi'an is really not to blame for this. Although Xiao Cheng himself doesn't value food and drink, he has always had a lot of treasured wine in his hands, and he doesn't drink it often, but he has a hobby-like obsession with collecting.For this, Zhong Yi'an, a big glutton, would come to harass his cousin every three days, wanting to take a few sips of fine wine.Sure enough, when it comes to such big days as birthday party and engagement party, it is rare for Xiao Cheng to stop being stingy and release several bottles of treasures, so it is no wonder that Zhong Yi'an is obsessed with getting himself drunk, this opportunity is really rare in a thousand years.

But at this moment, Lu Yan didn't have the heart to worry about these things at all, she pushed away the limp Zhong Yi'an, and ran away in a hurry.

Zhong Yi'an staggered from being pushed, muttered and supported the wall, and was about to curse again, when suddenly he saw a person standing on the top of the stairs, his arms and legs were straightened, and he stood more upright than anything else.

The old lady Xiao was standing on the steps, and was helped down the stairs by the housekeeper. When she passed by Zhong Yi'an, she glanced sternly.

"The bigger it gets, the more outrageous it becomes."

"Of order! No...I got it!"

Mrs. Xiao shook her head, and didn't care about him, and quickly disappeared from sight.Zhong Yi'an heaved a sigh of relief, his drunkenness surged up again, and he climbed up the stairs with the same hands and feet.Laughing as he climbed, he couldn't be happier with his stomach full of drinks.When he finally touched the study room, he realized that the door of the study room was ajar.

"Hello...Xiao Cheng..."

No one responded.

Isn't it there?Zhong Yi'an poked his head in. There was only one person in the room, and it was Xiao Cheng. With his back facing the door, his shoulders were slightly bent, and he seemed to be holding something in his hand.Zhong Yi'an became curious, and ran over to take a look. It turned out that there was an open wooden food box on the table, and there were two snow-white pastries on a blue and white porcelain plate inside.

Oh, three, and one was half bitten by Xiao Cheng and held in his hand.

The pastries seem to be hand-made, small and tender, with snow-white ice skins covering the plump fillings inside, and the outside is carved with complicated patterns with molds, which are moon cakes.

"Isn't this a snowskin mooncake? What's wrong with you? Hey—" Zhong Yi'an stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Xiao Cheng, but the latter seemed to be possessed by a demon, standing there blankly, his face blank with mixed shock .

blank?Stop making trouble, how could that Young Master Xiao be so frightened that he went blank.Zhong Yi'an ignored him, and lay down on the table drunk. The mooncakes were quite fragrant. Zhong Yi'an sniffed his nose, and stretched out his hand towards the food box without anyone noticing.

However, Xiao Cheng strangled the claw that was stealing to death on the way.

Xiao Cheng seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, and squeezed Zhong Yi'an's wrist until Zhong Yi'an would wake up even if he was drunk now, screaming to let go.Xiao Cheng let go of him, and it took him a long time to focus his eyes on the "snow skin mooncake" in his hand, as if he wanted to stare at the dessert into a flower.

"What's the matter?" Zhong Yi'an was also a little annoyed, rolled his eyes, and quickly grabbed a mooncake and threw it into his mouth.Before Xiao Cheng had time to attack, Zhong Yi'an suddenly cried out.

"So...sour! So...sweet..." Zhong Yi'an could not close his mouth from ear to ear in surprise, surprise gradually brewed in his misty eyes, "This is not moon cake, this is... persimmon cake! Snow skin persimmon cake!"

Yes, this is persimmon cake.A layer of frozen glutinous rice is used as the skin on the outside, and the inside is filled with plump persimmon fillings.Autumn is the season for persimmons to ripen, but it's still early, so the fresh persimmons sold outside will be slightly sour and a bit astringent.But this ice-skinned persimmon is different. It is as soft and glutinous as a pastry, and as non-sticky as a moon cake.

"Sour plum powder is used to reconcile the sourness of persimmons...and this sweetness is...rock sugar?" Zhong Yi'an's eyelids jumped, and the persimmons in his mouth were sour and sweet. One bite is the most primitive and simple taste of persimmons. Neither concealed the edge, but also formed a perfect benefit.

"Is that enough?" Xiao Cheng came over to grab it, Zhong Yi'an turned around and quickly swallowed it in one gulp, the sweet and sour taste hit the taste buds on the tip of his tongue, trembling all the way from his mouth to the back of his head, not to mention how delicious it was.

"Good guy, I said why you didn't show up at the banquet. It turned out that you were here alone and secretly eating delicious food... You didn't call me for this kind of thing?"

"What's the matter!" Xiao Cheng snatched back the food box, but carefully put away the ice-skinned persimmons, and covered them neatly with the half he didn't eat.Zhong Yi'an was taken aback by his attitude of "the tiger sniffs the roses in his heart", let alone a few unremarkable ice-skinned persimmons, even if he replaced it with a valuable heart of the ocean diamond, Xiao Cheng It is not necessarily so meticulous and careful care.

"Why, is this persimmon cake a limited edition?" Zhong Yi'an laughed habitually, but it was rare, this time Xiao Cheng didn't answer, let alone answer, but sat on the seat with the box of ice-skinned persimmons in his arms, and opened it. He closed it again, staring at it without blinking, his eyes were filled with emotions he had never seen before, like tenderness and forbearance.

It's over, it's over, this ice-skinned persimmon made Master Xiao stupid.Zhong Yi'an pressed his temples with a headache, but it's not right, the food is delicious, but Xiao Cheng's expression, besides the surprise of eating delicious food, also has a feeling of nostalgia and sadness?That must be the feeling that can only be felt after enough years of precipitation.

But no matter what... Zhong Yi'an smiled badly, he didn't expect his cousin to be so good...

Xiao Cheng didn't seem to notice Zhong Yi'an's series of reactions at all. He stared at the ice-skinned persimmon for a long time, and then pushed the food box to his heart.

This nostalgic sweetness runs through the most unforgettable memory of his youth, and he will never forget it.

In Xiao's family, everyone knows that the young master Xiao Cheng doesn't like to study food, but he has a very tricky taste, just like his people, he is an unpredictable and difficult master.Fortunately, Master Xiao and Mrs. Xiao are both fastidious people, and they are very particular about dining and etiquette, so although Xiao Cheng is not interested in food, he always eats top-notch dishes.

As soon as Zhong Yi'an mentioned this, he would feel indignant. Xiao Cheng has many problems, he doesn't eat sweets, he doesn't like melons and fruits, he just eats such a small piece of meat and still picks and chooses. It seems that he is pampered and hungry.It's just that Zhong Yi'an doesn't know that there is one person that Xiao Cheng doesn't eat, but he likes to eat it very much, and that is Xie Xiaowei.

Thinking about it now, it seems that Xie Xiaowei has shown his love for the kitchen since a long time ago.When Xiao Cheng needed him, he obediently followed Xiao Cheng's side as a follower. When he didn't need him, nine times out of ten he would stand by the kitchen door and watch the chefs wield their knives to cook.Xie Xiaowei still likes to go out compared to the elaborate and luxurious dishes on the table. Street stalls, night markets, food stalls... are his favorite places to shop.

But Xiao Cheng didn't like it. When Xie Xiaowei rushed home with two bunches of hawthorn, walnuts and candied haws for the first time, what he met was Xiao Cheng's disgusted eyes and Wu Butler's severe criticism.A person bearing the name of the second young master of the Xiao family cannot appear in that kind of civilian place, let alone eat these cheap snacks that are demeaning.In the end, the candied haws were thrown into the trash can, and since then, Xie Xiaowei never mentioned it in front of Xiao Cheng again.

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