Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 417: What a Coincidence

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Ouyang Zhi's slow-moving personality not only makes people remember deeply, but also makes people feel that he is a real person. He also feels that this person has really listened to his own words and is an honest person.

No matter how treacherous people are, they will have a self-identity. In this world, except for some social people who lack a root string in their brains, most of them think that they are not bad people. People, not only talking to him, feel relieved and safe, but also feel that they are truly respected by Ouyang Zhi. They think that their good honest character is just like Ouyang Zhi's, and they are very congenial.

This is equivalent to the elders projecting their impressions of their youth onto Ouyang Zhi. This feeling...is very good.

Fang Jifan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, stupid people have stupid blessings.

After a while, the heat was almost ready.

The heat was rising, and Tang Yin was so hot that he grinned and went to get the steamer.

Seeing this, Fang Jifan couldn't help cursing, "Take it with a rag."

"Oh." Tang Yin took the rag, took off the steamer, and opened the steamer.

On the wooden mold, a disc-shaped pastry appeared, looking very delicate.

Zhu Houzhao immediately leaned over, his face was smoky, and a unique cake scent came to his nostrils. It was fragrant but not greasy, and it smelled very good.

He couldn't help asking curiously: "What is this?"

Fang Jifan ignored him and took the cake out of the wooden mold.

When it was put in just now, the pastry was not that big, but now it has already swelled up. Fang Jifan took the dagger and sculpted the round cake to have a certain shape. Then he took out the butter bucket, A layer of cream was spread on top of the cake, and then some fresh fruits were taken and placed on top of the cream for decoration.

In this way, a cake is considered to be completely done, delicate and beautiful.

It seems... there is still a process missing.

Fang Jifan thought for a while, took a chopstick, and wrote a few words on it.

"Duke Zhen is mighty."

Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up, and he could still play like this, so he couldn't help laughing cheerfully: "It's a bit interesting."

After Fang Jifan cooled the cake, he put the cake in front of everyone: "Eat it."

"What? Why eat it?" Zhu Houzhao was a little annoyed. How could such a beautiful thing be eaten? And I wrote my own...

"Your Highness." Fang Jifan gave him a sympathetic look, and said lightly, "If you don't eat it, it will go bad."

Zhu Houzhao was not convinced: "Then wait a minute."

Then he took the chopsticks, and quickly wrote down a few words under the majesty of the town.

"I am Uncle Xinjian."

Putting down the chopsticks, clapping your hands, there is a kind of vengeful pleasure: "Come on, eat, you are welcome."

Fang Jifan scolded in his heart, damn, mentally retarded!

Asking people to take their own plates, Fang Jifan cut the cake in the center of the circle, one piece for each person.

"Can you eat it?" Zhu Hou looked at the cake on the tray. When Fang Jifan's knife cut the five characters of Zhen Guogong mighty into pieces, his heart melted. He held the cake in resentment and ate it Bar.

Fang Jifan gave him a wooden spoon. The cake was very fluffy and soft, and it was cut with cream. Zhu Houzhao said, "Sweet cakes are not delicious."

As he spoke, he stuffed the cake in the spoon into his mouth.

"..."

Zhu Houzhao was silent.

The sweet and greasy feeling, not only that, but the oiliness brought by the cream, especially stimulates the taste buds, and the fresh fruit is also full of his taste buds at the moment.

Zhu Houzhao was stunned, especially for the first time, this feeling was magnified ten times in an instant. This rather greasy cream is easy to make people greasy, but it can be mixed with the cake. The softness of the cake, especially the comfortable and soft one, compared with the usual blunt cakes, gave Zhu Houzhao a completely different feeling.

"Delicious!" Zhu Houzhao was rude, and devoured the cake in his hand, rubbing his belly: "After eating rice balls for so many days, eating this kind of dessert is really comfortable. Is there any more? Cut another piece for Bengong." Looking down, the cake had already been divided up by Fang Jifan and six disciples.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help baring his teeth, and stared at Fang Jifan and the others. Tang Yin looked at His Royal Highness' eyes with malicious intent, and it seemed that he was still chewing slowly, feeling the sweetness brought by the milk and cake, and suddenly became anxious , began to gobble it up, and buried his whole face in the cake.

Only Ouyang Zhi was still staring at the cake, and then he took the spoon slowly, Zhu Houzhao rushed over, raised the spoon and said, "Come on, let's share it with you."

Ouyang Zhi looked at Zhu Houzhao strangely. Zhu Houzhao had already shamelessly inserted a spoon into his plate and cut off a large piece. Ouyang Zhi said, "Oh."

"It's delicious, it's so delicious. Why is this pastry so fluffy? It's so comfortable to bite into. The oil is also delicious."

Zhu Houzhao was excited, dancing with hands and feet, his face full of anticipation: "Make one more, make another, and eat this from now on, every day."

Fang Jifan smiled calmly: "No, I will call it birthday cake, and I only eat it on birthdays. I will try it today. I remember, it will be Bohu's birthday next month, Bohu, next month I will cook it for you personally as a teacher."

Tang Yin's body shook.

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Her mouth was full of cream, and she couldn't help licking her lips with her tongue, her eyes... were red.

He has a wife who doesn't treat him well.

How bad is it? My wife is far away in Nanzhili, and occasionally I will communicate some letters. It's just a pity that my birthday is coming soon, but my wife has never mentioned it in the letters.

In history, Tang Yin's first wife was really bad. After he was involved in the imperial examination fraud case and never used it, this wife immediately returned to her natal family, and she never wanted to have anything to do with Tang Yin.

Now, although Tang Yin has become a Jinshi, his first wife has a better attitude towards him, but it's just superficial, how can he care about Tang Yin.

Tang Yin's birthday is coming soon, he is embarrassed to tell his brothers.

The reason why my mentor knew about it was because, when I first joined my mentor's sect, I would post a special post. In this post, I wrote down my birth date.

So... Master, remember your birthday in your heart.

Thinking of my wife, who didn't mention her birthday, I thought I had forgotten it, but my mentor actually remembered it clearly.

This cake was obviously made by the teacher in advance for his own birthday, and an inexplicable warmth instantly warmed Tang Yin's heart.

Uncontrollable tears flowed down like a river.

With a plop, Tang Yin fell to the ground.

beating his chest.

"Teacher..." Although the cream was still on his lips, he looked very ugly at the moment, but Tang Yin didn't care anymore. At this moment, the suppressed emotions in his heart suddenly erupted.

"The great kindness of a teacher, the disciple will never forget it, the disciple will never imagine that the teacher still remembers the birthday of the disciple, and for the disciple, he cooks and makes pastries by himself, the teacher... the disciple... I will never forget it!"

Then, there was an earth-shattering cry.

Fang Jifan was a little confused.

Ok?

Remembering his birthday was...weird?

Tang Yin, your name is Bohu. The reason why you call Tang Yin the word Bohu is because you were born on the Yin day of the Yin month in the year of Yin, and the year of Yin happens to be the year of the Tiger. Isn’t it just Bohu? In later generations, not to mention history books, there are countless historical anecdotes everywhere, even a fool knows your birthday.

Could it be... is there something wrong?

But how did Fang Jifan know that Tang Yin was lonely.

He lost his father in his early years, lost his father, and his family was in decline. Although he married a wife, she didn't treat him well, and even treated him like nothing. It was only when he joined his mentor and served him with a few seniors that he found some warmth, but it was not enough. After all, the seniors were all rough men, Wang Shouren only cared about his way, Ouyang Zhi and the others , always a beat slower than people.

A Xu Jing who is compatible with him has gone into the sea, and there is no news so far.

This kind of loneliness sometimes makes the sentimental Tang Yin feel pity for himself, but...

Only then did he realize that in this world, the mentor misses him so much, the cake, the butter, and the mentor cooks himself, all of these are carefully prepared by the mentor for him, tears, like a drop of broken beads As the drops fell, Tang Yin grabbed his heart and said excitedly.

"I... I... have no mentor in the world, and the students are like pigs and dogs living their days in a daze..."

Fang Jifan told himself, don't pay attention to this idiot, such a person is hopeless.

But Tang Bohu was like this, and the eyes of several other disciples were also red.

The teacher-student relationship is like a father-son relationship. The father-son relationship is not enough, but the teacher-student is an acquired choice. Even though Ouyang Zhi reacted slowly, tears welled up in his eyes. During the past two years of getting along day and night, he felt more and more the greatness of his teacher. I'm really... thankful.

"Okay. Tang Yin, get up."

"..."

Zhu Houzhao was in a daze from the beginning to the end, not knowing what happened. In fact, Fang Jifan didn't quite understand either.

But this does not hinder, Fang Jifan continued to gnaw on the cake with his head down.

The taste... is far worse than that of later generations.

However, compared with the cakes of this era, especially the emergence of fresh yeast, it does provide a brand new taste for the current Daming.

It's been a long time since I've had it, and it's surprisingly delicious.

"Wait." Zhu Houzhao remembered something, and asked quickly: "Old Fang, you mean, this cake is for people to eat on their birthday?"

Fang Jifan smiled and said: "Birthday cakes, of course, are eaten on birthdays. It's a good addition."

Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up: "Hey, you didn't mention the birthday, I actually forgot, my sister, it will be my birthday in two days."

"Really?" Fang Jifan looked puzzled, with incomparable shock on his face: "Then...it's just a coincidence."

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