Author: Koi Yuanbao

Speaking of the taste of Chengsha, Aunt Li recalled that when she was traveling in the Qingzhou area when she was young, a tavern on the post road made especially delicious bean paste buns.

"The owner of the shop peeled the red beans, washed them over and over again and let them stand. They steamed them the next day and mixed them with white sugar. The warm aroma of the red beans and the sweet aroma of the white sugar blended and collided. Finally, they were placed in a casserole and simmered over low heat to slowly combine.

The taste is sweet but not greasy, and endlessly memorable——"

"Then this shop owner really has a good temper." Lu Xiling sighed with fascination.

In her previous life, she had a pressure cooker and a wall-breaker in her private kitchen, but she was still frustrated by Chengsha. The owner of this shop made the red bean paste that Aunt Li would never forget for twenty years with just her hands. It was really admirable.

"The girl has a good temperament, and this Xue Mei Niang is exquisite and charming. She will definitely fetch a good price."

Lu Xiling returned the greeting and said, "There is a well-known flower lady in the capital who is looking after my little girl. This Xue Mei Niang will never bring shame on my little girl!"

The two of them laughed together.

After complimenting each other for a while, Lu Xiling introduced the remaining cakes to Aunt Li, including apricot blossom cake, yam peach blossom cake, and mugwort dumplings as a preparation for the Qingming Festival.

Aunt Li tasted them all and repeatedly praised the fruits for their good color, flavor and flavor, and they would definitely be liked by the diners.

"It's just..." Aunt Li thought about it and suggested: "The fruit tastes good, but the name is not satisfactory."

She pointed to her flowers and said: "Take my crabapple for example. When I introduce it to guests, I can't just call it crabapple, I have to call it rich crabapple! Your fruit has the same meaning!

Most of the people hanging around the Luoshui Bridge during the Shangsi Festival were young ladies from the high-level courtyard. Although the name Xuemei Niang sounds interesting, it does not suit the preferences of the literati."

Lu Xiling suddenly realized.

She did not consider the matter of naming it and did not act from the perspective of the ancients.

Aunt Li is right. Since she positions her fruit as mid-to-high-end, the scholars and ladies in the high-end courtyard are naturally her consumer group. Only by catering to the needs and preferences of the consumer group can they drive their consumption.

Consumption.

Lu Xiling looked at Aunt Li happily. Jiang was still very spicy. Not only did he comment on the fruit, he even thought of a marketing strategy for her.

It's just a name, so it doesn't bother Lu Xiling. Although most of the knowledge he learned at the Imperial Academy, the Imperial Academy, was given to Jijiu, fortunately, our foundation is not bad.

After the meal was settled, the two of them started talking about Yinzi again.

Peach Blossom Soup is indispensable. Lu Xiling had already decided that Peach Blossom Snow Meiniang and Peach Blossom Soup would be bundled into a set meal. As long as the price was reasonable, it would not be easy to run out of inventory in the future.

Aunt Li nodded and said: "The Spring Festival is dry, so you still have to prepare some nourishing drinks. It is best to nourish the liver and improve eyesight."

I show my people that there are many believers and they can maintain good health.

Lu Xiling also decided to adopt this suggestion.

When the discussion was almost done, Lu Xiling was ready to leave. He was about to go to bed, and he still had to make drinks when he got back.

Aunt Li didn't intend to keep her any longer, so the two of them parted ways after saying goodbye, adhering to the principle that the friendship between gentlemen should be as light as water.

But this time Lu Xiling clearly saw that Aunt Li was hiding something in her heart, and her beautiful eyebrows almost knitted into a ball.

"If Auntie has something in mind, just say it. We have to be outsiders. If we are outsiders, I will be embarrassed to let Auntie taste the food in the future."

Aunt Li has always rarely asked outsiders for help. Even if she is a neighbor she has known for many years, she does not want to trouble others in the slightest.

Today, she was really fascinated by the delicious food.

Aunt Li apologized: "Actually, it's not a big deal. If you're busy, just pretend I didn't mention it!"

Lu Xiling smiled and pulled the person to sit down again: "Auntie, tell me quickly."

Aunt Li coughed twice and narrated the whole story: "Didn't you say before that you were going to go to the temple fair to sell stalls on the Buddha's Day? Fa'en Temple happened to be hosting a Dharma gathering that day, and the abbot of his family is familiar with me.

A month ago, I was asked to help find a master of Bai An... I..."

Every year, incense is burned and a fasting meeting is held in the temple. The nobles who enter the temple pay a "huiyin money" for chanting sutras and eating fast. Some stay for one night and pay an additional "listing fee."

However, not all temples are prosperous. How many nobles can be attracted to offer incense money? The taste of vegetarian food is very important.

"I've tried many places in the past few days, but none of them are as good as what you made today. I really can't find them, and it's hard to refuse the abbot's request."

Aunt Li felt embarrassed when she thought of this matter. She shouldn't have agreed so easily at that time.

Lu Xiling nodded in understanding.

"good."

Aunt Li's voice became weaker and weaker as she spoke. She was completely immersed in her own troubles. When she suddenly heard the other party's answer, she thought she had misjudged her.

"What did you say?"

Lu Xiling smiled, "I said I would go back and ask Er Niang what she wanted, but I thought Er Niang would agree."

Recently, she often brainwashed Hu Erniang, showing her affection and using small money. After several times, Erniang's desire to make money became more intense than before.

Afraid that Lu Xiling would get hot-headed and agree casually, Aunt Li quickly reminded: "Don't answer me in a hurry. You should go back and think about it first. The temple can at most give you a basket of money, and the little money is easy to put in your hands."

Yes, I’m afraid it won’t even be enough for your hard-earned money!”

Lu Xiling Liwo Qianqian: "It doesn't matter, just think of it as doing good deeds and forming good relationships."

By the way, it can also promote it in front of the nobles.

Fa'en Temple is a large temple that is worshiped by hundreds of officials in the capital. Every year, the female family members of the royal family and relatives add incense and money to the temple and make golden statues. The grand occasion is only worse than the temple fair.

This Buddha Bathing Festival is probably no exception.

Aunt Li is not asking her to do something. She is clearly trying to keep her wealth from going to outsiders.

Now that the discussion has yielded a win-win result, Lu Xiling really can't stay any longer.

Hu Erniang came back late today, and there was still a bean sprout tree waiting to be fed at home.

Aunt Li happily sent the person out the door.

It was only about ten steps to go home, and Lu Xiling was home in the blink of an eye.

At the right time, the evening drums were beaten, and the drizzle began again.

The drizzle was silent, and the rolling wheels passed by. The man in the carriage was originally resting against the wall of the carriage with his eyes closed, but when he got here, he seemed to remember something, and he opened the curtains with his calloused thumb.

There are only a few people walking on the street, the wind lanterns are swaying, and the mist rising from the ground is so thick that it looks like distant mountains that cannot be turned away.

He saw Linglong's back jumping into the shop, and his eyebrows beat uncontrollably.

The poisoned wine was the last act of dignity my father gave to the late emperor's cousin, and not killing anyone who had no business in the palace was the last act of kindness my father gave to the Lu family.

But her cousins, relatives, and those who might threaten the Bai family's throne were all sent back to Shu, except for her.

Bai Ye lowered the curtain as if he was angry, and let out a sneer.

This man is truly heartless.

She looks so happy and down-to-earth now. Doesn't she miss her cousin who was considerate and caring to her and who has cared about her so much for so many years?
Chapter completed!