Daoist, I am not fragrant!

"There are four kinds in this box, namely jujube cake, longevity cake, candied cinnamon and lotus seed almond butter, which are given the auspicious title of giving birth to a precious son early." Zhong Tang said, and covered the mahogany box painted with mandarin ducks. When he opened it, he saw three discs surrounded by one, and after lightly rolling up the red sleeves for him, they took out one by one.

The white puff pastry is wrapped with dark red jujube stuffing, which looks like a plum blossom, with a little red mark in the middle, which is very cute.

Zhang Guanshi couldn't help tearing off a few petals. When he ate it, the meringue shattered, and the sweet but not greasy jujube paste filled his tongue and teeth, which made people reluctant to stop.

"At first, the third young master's praise of shopkeeper Zhong's craftsmanship was exaggerated, but now that I have tasted it myself, I realize that it is nothing more than that."

Zhang Shunzi, who was behind Zhong Tang, couldn't help but say after hearing this: "That is, our shopkeeper's craftsmanship is well-known throughout Lin'an City."

"One day he personally made dim sum in the shop, and people who came to buy it had to line up to the gate of Jinwu Temple at the intersection of the street!"

Zhong Tang just smiled slightly, and picked up one of the three dishes, and brought it to Steward Zhang: "If you have eaten something sweet, why don't you drink some cheese to clear your mouth."

The lotus seed almond cheese smells a burst of fragrance as soon as it is presented in front of you. When you enter the mouth, it has just the right amount of bitterness and sweetness, which further highlights the mellowness of lotus seed almonds.

Manager Zhang was full of praise: "Okay, okay, shopkeeper Zhong can make such good dim sum, if I live in Lin'an City, I'm afraid I have to queue for that."

"Guan Zhang, don't listen to this kid's nonsense, it's just a handicraft." Zhong Tang shook his head and smiled again. The yellow raccoon in his arms smelled the fragrance, and also grabbed his clothes and wanted to put them on the table. Grilled.

Guanshi Zhang finished the cup of lotus seed almond cheese, put down the bowl still a little unsatisfied, and said with a smile: "Master Zhong is too modest."

"In addition to these three plates, Zhong also prepared some other snacks..." Here Zhong Tang took out a few small plates from the food box, and suddenly heard a sound in the small courtyard outside the kitchen. A lot of people came in.

When Zhang Shunzi was bored, he looked out from the small window in front of the stove, and saw the figure of the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi.He hurriedly turned his head and winked at Zhong Tang again: "Shopkeeper, shopkeeper, look who's here!"

"Please, Daoist, the young masters are in front of you, which is the kitchen in the east courtyard." The old butler Song, who was wearing a light brown gown, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said respectfully to Li Bizhi beside him.

After so many days of anticipation in this Zhuangzi, the Taoist priest from the Golden Crow Temple finally arrived.

But who would have thought that Li Daochang had a very weird temper, he was reticent and cold, and he didn't go to see the old man after arriving at the village, but wandered around the village directly.

Even though he was muttering in his heart, the old butler didn't dare to neglect, so he had to send someone to pass on the message to the other young masters, and at the same time he stayed with him for fear of any trouble.

Li Bizhi didn't say anything, and there was not even a trace of superfluous expression on his face. He dragged the chains on his feet and walked slowly around the yard in front of him. The door of the room a few steps away was suddenly pushed open.

He looked up, and before he saw the person, he saw the red robe, which was blown out by the breeze by the door.

Zhong Tang held an exquisite celadon plate in both hands, leaning against the simple wooden door, looking sideways at the cold Taoist priest in the courtyard, even his brows were stained with a smile.

"What a coincidence, Daoist, we meet again."

Li Bizhi also looked at Zhong Tang, but after a while, he looked away and turned to leave.

But at this moment, somehow, the yellow civet cat suddenly rubbed against Li Bizhi's feet, raised its head and meowed at him, those glass bead-like eyes really belonged to its owner Kind of similar.

It took so much time, when Li Bizhi raised his head again, the vermilion figure had already jumped in front of him.

On the celadon plate, there were five pieces of cakes that were slightly larger than copper coins neatly stacked up, and they were pressed with intricate patterns using wooden molds, making them look more delicate in Zhong Tang's hands: "Master Dao, do you want to try a piece of crabapple cake?"

Li Bizhi was about to refuse, but when he lowered his eyes, he saw Zhong Tang's hand holding the celadon plate, and his thoughts surged, as if he wanted to take him back to the night before, when his hands were untying his belt.

"The bento is a thank you for what happened last night. This cake is not too sweet."

Seeing that Li Bizhi hadn't moved for a long time, Zhong Tang spoke again and said with a slight smile.

Under Zhong Tang's gaze, the chains under the green robe tightened again, but Li Bizhi still stretched out his hand, took out a piece of crabapple cake from the plate, broke off most of it and put it in his mouth.

The ordinary crabapple cake is nothing more than a crabapple shape filled with bean paste fillings.But Li Bizhi felt that the taste in his mouth was clearly mixed with candied Tang petals, with a hint of sweetness and fragrance.

Just like last night, the aftertaste left between the lips and teeth after that kiss.

Zhong Tang's gaze was burning, and he took a step forward, almost touching Li Bizhi's shoulder, and asked lightly, "How is it, how does it taste?"

"It's still too sweet." Li Bizhi avoided Zhong Tang's eyes, put the remaining half of the pastry back on the plate, stepped back deliberately, turned around and said to Old Butler Song, "There is nothing unusual here, let's go."

Old housekeeper Song really couldn't understand what was happening in front of him, he just felt that the priest and the man in the red clothes were so beautiful that they looked like gods, almost fascinated.

It was only after Li Bizhi made such a sound that he came to his senses, and immediately said: "Okay, okay, then let's go to the front hall, the master is still waiting for you."

Li Bizhi didn't say another word, and after nodding, he left with Mr. Song.

Zhong Tang was still standing under the black eaves, reaching out his hand to touch the half piece of crabapple cake that Li Bizhi put back on the plate, and then picked it up to the tip of his nose to sniff it gently, the smile on his lips remained undiminished.

"Is it too sweet..."

Zhang Guanshi, who also watched Zhong Tang's relationship with Li Bizhi, asked with a somewhat inquiring look: "Why, does shopkeeper Zhong know that Taoist priest?"

Zhong Tang suppressed his smile, put away half of the crabapple cake, and said: "It's not really acquaintance, it's just a chance meeting."

Guanshi Zhang is not a troublesome person, so naturally he didn't continue to ask further, but Zhong Tang asked him again: "I don't know if there is a happy event in your house, why did you invite the Taoist priest?"

Zhang Guanshi's face immediately changed slightly after hearing this, but he quickly covered it up, shaking his head and said: "It's nothing serious, but our master is kind, so I invite the Taoist chief to come and see for good luck."

"Oh, that's it..." Zhong Tang curled his lips and nodded, his hand that was not holding the celadon dish seemed to be inadvertently fiddled with the jade beads on his waist, and the golden bell was gently touched, making a delicate and pleasant sound .

Guanshi Zhang was quickly attracted by the ringtone. He just praised it, but unexpectedly, his eyes were gradually stained with a thin crimson color.

Zhong Tang let go of the golden bell, gathered his sleeves gracefully, parted his thin lips slightly, and asked the same question repeatedly in his usual idle tone: "I don't know why you invited the Golden Crow for a wedding? Is the Taoist priest coming?"

Not long after Li Bizhi left the small kitchen in the east courtyard, he saw a servant rushing over and whispering something to old housekeeper Song.

The old steward nodded after hearing this, and turned to respectfully and said to Li Bizhi: "The people below just came to send a message, saying that the master and the second young master have moved to the Xishan Pavilion and are waiting for the Taoist priest to go there."

Li Bizhi didn't care about it, he just nodded slightly and said, "Please lead the way."

The old housekeeper responded repeatedly, and was about to lead him to the Xishan Pavilion, but after a few steps, they saw a young man in a yellow shirt standing in front of a peony bush that was half open, and saw him two When the person came, he put away the folding fan in his hand and walked towards him.

"Third young master, why did you come here?" The old housekeeper was a little surprised when he saw the young man in yellow, "You didn't go to the master's place?"

"I was bored sitting at the Xishan Pavilion, so I came out to get some fresh air. I don't want to," the young man in yellow shirt——Jiang Yufeng looked Li Bizhi up and down in front of him, and then smiled slightly: "I don't want to happen to meet this Daoist Li."

Jiang Yufeng looked at Li Bizhi without concealing his eyes, but Li Bizhi still looked sober, with Tsing Yi holding a sword against the wind, bowing calmly and politely: "Third Young Master."

Seeing this, Jiang Yufeng laughed again, raised the folding fan backhand as a salute, turned around and left on his own.

Old Steward Song always felt that the people he met today were all very weird, first it was the icy Taoist priest, then the shopkeeper of the dim sum shop who looked like a fairy, and now even the third young master was not right.

"Let's go." But before he could think of a reason, he heard the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi beside him say two words, and he had already passed him. Although there was no one to guide him, he was going in the direction of the Xishan Pavilion up.

"Daozhang, wait for me." Old Butler Song hurried to catch up.

Jiang Chongyan, a member of the Jiang family, was born in the Ministry of Rites, the most noble official position, and he also cultivated a bit of literati charm.

This Xishan Pavilion was built among the rockery and clear springs, with willow shades hanging down from above, and flowers from below dotted against the water. It is really a quiet and elegant place.

Li Bizhi and the old steward went up the stone steps, and soon entered the small pavilion, but they saw green bamboo-colored gauze curtains hanging on six sides, and four or five tall wooden chairs were placed under the curtains.

Jiang Chongyan, who was over sixty years old, was sitting in it, frowning, and the second young master Jiang Yubin, who was about to get married, was also sitting here, with a somewhat panicked expression.

Li Bizhi turned his eyes lightly, and took the appearance of the father and son into his eyes, but he didn't say much, he just saluted Jiang Chongyan respectfully, and said: "The poor way to avoid him, I respect the elder brother Jinwu." Guandai Guanzhu asked Ji Zhenren for his life, and came to investigate the strange things in Guizhuang."

Jiang Chongyan immediately got up to meet him personally, and the sadness on his face dissipated a bit: "The family's private affairs, I let the Taoist priest watch the joke, but now I have to bother the Taoist priest to come here..."

The author has something to say:

I've been working overtime for two days... and there's another day tomorrow (T_T)

Thank you for your support, today is still the day when the little goblin wants to seduce the Taoist priest

In addition, I am loyal to jujube crisps, and I can't get enough of them

感谢在2020-06-0222:04:50~2020-06-0322:22:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Qianqianqianke;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles at the top of the wall;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!