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Chapter 58: Zongzi

This was the first time Qiao Yuyan had heard that Wen Tingyuan was related to the Wen family, but on second thought, the Xu family and the Wen family had no intersection in the past, so it seemed reasonable that she didn't know.

But no matter how she asked, Wen Tingyuan just smiled and didn't elaborate.

Qiao Yuyan rolled her eyes helplessly. There was no way, this Uncle Wen had always been like this. If he didn't want to say anything, it would be useless to talk about it.

"Have you eaten rice dumplings today?"

When he asked, Qiao Yuyan remembered, and quickly took out an azure-colored purse from her sleeve pocket, and handed it to him with a smile, "Well, I'm very busy now, so I just squeezed out the time to make this!"

Wen Tingyuan reached out and took it, looking at the green bamboo embroidered on it, when he heard this and frowned, "Is that girl useless?"

Qiao Yuyan was stunned, "Who?"

After asking, I immediately remembered, "You're talking about Ziyuan! She just came here! How can she get started so quickly? What's more, no matter how capable she is, she can't share all the burdens for me!"

"able."

Wen Tingyuan put the purse in his arms, then stood up and brought a small plate from the table behind him, and handed it to her.

There were four small and delicate rice dumplings in the plate, which looked half smaller than the ordinary ones, with neat edges and corners, just like the person in front of me.

Her eyes suddenly felt a little sour, but she covered it up with a smile, "I arrived in the capital at the beginning of this year, so I must be very busy! How come I still have time to do this?"

You can tell at a glance that the rice dumplings made by Wen Tingyuan are made by Wen Tingyuan himself, because the ones he makes are always different from those made by others. Not only do they look smaller in size, but the styles are also more delicate.

I forgot which year it was during the Dragon Boat Festival. Zhiweilou released a new flavor of fresh mushroom and beef rice dumplings. Someone from outside gave me a box. None of the Xu family had tasted it yet. Qiao Yuyan happened to go to play with her cousin, but she heard her uncle calling

My aunt gave two to herself.

My cousin, who always loved eating salty rice dumplings, was unhappy after hearing this and immediately said some unpleasant words. She felt that Qiao Yuyan was living in the Xu family and her food and drink belonged to the Xu family, so why should she cling to her for everything.

The uncle was so angry that he got angry on the spot, and his aunt was also implicated. Qiao Yuyan was so frightened that she ran away. But after thinking about it, she felt aggrieved, so her grandmother sent people to look for her. She was afraid that she would be seen crying, so she hid in Wenwen.

Went to Zhanyuan.

Wen Tingyuan asked her what she wanted to eat, and she angrily said she wanted to eat rice dumplings, the kind that can't be bought anywhere.

Unexpectedly, he thought about it for a while but then nodded and said: "Then I will make it for you to eat. No one can eat it except you."

She still remembers her grandmother's expression when she heard her say that Wen Tingyuan had made rice dumplings for her to eat until she went back in the evening. Her face was full of disbelief and she didn't know how to speak.

From that year on, every time she didn't go to the Dragon Boat Festival, Wen Tingyuan would send someone to bring them to her. Each time, there were only four of these small ones.

He said that no one could eat it except her, that is, not even her grandmother and uncle had it.

After returning to the capital in her previous life, she had never eaten rice dumplings like this again. In this life, she only missed one year, but in fact, it was a lifetime apart.

Wen Tingyuan took one, and then used a pair of delicate scissors to cut the thin thread. The green rice dumpling leaves were opened between his slender and well-proportioned fingers, revealing the crystal clear glutinous rice ball with a light honey color inside.

I saw small red beans and candied dates inside, and there was also osmanthus honey on the outside, which made me very appetizing.

Qiao Yuyan took the rice dumplings and took a small taste. Sure enough, it was still the taste deep in her memory. It was sweet but not greasy, soft and elastic but not sticky. The mellow red beans, the sweetness of candied dates and the fragrance of osmanthus blended together. There was only one

Words can describe it, just right!

After finishing the two rice dumplings, he took the Zhoushan silver cents from Wen Tingyuan and took one bite. No matter how unhappy he was, he would forget it.

After eating two rice dumplings, she was almost full. Wen Tingyuan put the remaining two in a snack box and brought them back to her for dinner.

When he came out with the snack box, he happened to encounter Cheng Feng coming in a hurry.

"Brother Cheng, have a happy Dragon Boat Festival!"

When Cheng Feng saw someone coming out, he was stunned for a moment. When he saw Qiao Yuyan standing in front of him with a smile on his face, he returned to his normal expression and quickly saluted with a smile, "Hello, Miss Qiao."

When Cheng Feng walked past her and saw the snack box in her hand, he became even more respectful to Qiao Yuyan.

According to the plan, the master was supposed to leave a few days ago, but after asking twice, he said he had to wait for someone.

The master acted without any clues. He only thought that he had other important arrangements and did not dare to interfere casually.

Unexpectedly, yesterday he was actually asked to find the ingredients for making zongzi, just a small portion, but those few things were obviously very common, but what his master asked for was different from others, and he had to specify it.

Where they are produced, you still need to select the best ones one by one.

When he saw his master rolling up his sleeves to make rice dumplings, he suddenly realized that he was going to make them for Miss Qiao again.

Looking at it now, why wait for someone? It’s obviously waiting for Miss Qiao!

This is not the first time such a thing has happened. No matter how stupid he is, he should understand that this girl Qiao is a different existence to his master.

I just hope that this girl Qiao will not ruin the master's plan, otherwise all these years of hard work...

Just as I was thinking about something, I saw my master standing on the corridor, looking in the direction of the screen wall, seeming to be watching something.

My heart suddenly trembled, I quickly put away all my thoughts, stepped forward and bowed, "Master, I can't wait any longer. According to the pace, we have to work hard to catch up."

"Yeah!" Wen Tingyuan responded lightly, then turned his eyes to him and paused for a few breaths, "The person you are looking for doesn't seem to be very useful."

When Cheng Feng heard this, he didn't react for a moment. He suddenly thought of the person who had just gone out, and said quickly: "Miss Ziyuan was originally the daughter of the Shen family's general accountant. She has learned to settle accounts and be a director since she was a child. She is definitely capable of doing the internal affairs of the Qiao family.

"

The Shen family is a big businessman in the south of the Yangtze River. Which industry in all walks of life does not have their participation?

It is said that the Shen family is as rich as the country, but no one can really know the exact size of the family. Therefore, the family's accountant naturally selects talents from thousands of people. Since Zi Yuan was born in the Shen family, it goes without saying that he is capable.

Wen Tingyuan stopped talking and turned around and entered the inner room, "The Wen family members have come to the Qiao family. They probably know about my movements. Please pay attention to Qiao Weisheng."

"Yes!" Cheng Feng thought for a while, "Do you want to find someone to say hello to him first?"

There was no movement inside. After a while, Wen Tingyuan, who was wearing a black narrow-sleeved gown, came out. He seemed to think for a while before speaking, "Well, she hasn't said anything bad about her father yet, so

That’s it for now! Just keep an eye on it.”


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