Fang Zheng could only rest at home for one night, and the second exam will be tomorrow morning.

Feng Qing changed the second test and asked Fang Zheng to take it with her. She thought about it for two days. After dinner that day, when Fang Zheng was reading, she and Aunt Jin were thinking about it in the kitchen.

After all, she came from later generations. Although she didn't go out much, she had a good information at that time. Even if she hadn't tasted it, she had seen it. Feng Qing didn't plan to make it unsure. She thought about the most famous roast duck she had eaten today. At this moment, her attention was not on the roast duck, but on the small piece of cake rolled with roast duck slices.

This is what Fang Jiang once did.

When Feng Qing was doing it, Aunt Jin was watching. Since Aunt Jin could learn cooking skills from the imperial chef, she naturally had talent. She had almost done it after reading it. After Feng Qing made a few pictures, Aunt Jin said, "I'll give you the rest. If you do something else, you will have to take the exam for three days. Fang Zheng has to change his taste."

Feng Qing nodded.

Since you have made the cake, you have to make some vegetables that can be rolled with cakes. Roasted duck is not good. It tastes bad if it is cold, and other dishes are not good. Feng Qing simply makes some meat sauce. She cut the pork belly, cut it into a bowl, add a small spoon of salt, a little wine, and a little soy sauce and stir evenly, marinate for 15 minutes. Then cut the soaked mushrooms for later use, cut some chopped green onions, minced ginger, and minced garlic. Add oil, add onion, ginger, garlic, and onion to stir-fry, then add the pickled meat until it changes color and add the pickled vegetables made by Fang Jiang's, stir-fry it out red oil, add diced mushrooms and continue stir-frying the mushrooms, and finally add a spoonful of spice powder and a spoonful of sugar, stir-fry evenly, and then serve in a bowl.

Although there are not many ingredients here, the whole meat sauce flavor is much more delicious than what she has eaten before.

After frying the meat sauce, she tore a burrito into two pieces, rolled half of the meat sauce and handed it to Aunt Jin, letting Aunt Jin taste the taste.

Aunt Jin took a bite, nodded repeatedly, looked at the burrito incredibly, and smiled, "It tastes really good."

"Actually, if you add some cucumbers, the taste should be good." After all, this meat sauce is a bit greasy, and adding some cucumbers can relieve the greasiness. She made it as soon as she said that. She cut the unused cucumbers of supper into shreds, rolled them in the cake, and let Aunt Jin taste it.

"It's delicious just now. How did you come up with it? It's really good." Aunt Jin asked with a smile.

The emperor in the palace eats fine food, but these are not expensive, so naturally no one dares to make them in the palace, and there may be some outside, but Aunt Jin has never eaten them before, so naturally she doesn't know that there is such a way to cook meat.

"I've seen someone else do it." Feng Qing chuckled.

Aunt Jin didn't ask much, she only thought Feng Qing had eaten in Qingfeng County.

Feng Qing put some meat sauce and shredded cucumbers on the remaining half of the pancake and gave it to Fang Zheng.

"My husband, try it." Feng Qing directly handed the burrito to Fang Zheng's mouth like a treasure. Even though he had eaten a lot of supper, Fang Zheng couldn't help but open his mouth when the aroma of meat sauce spreads out in his mouth, and with the refreshing cucumber, the taste was really indescribable. Fang Zheng praised without hesitation: "My wife is skillful in her hand, this tastes great, and she can eat several pieces for her husband in one meal."

"Just like it. I'll pack these for you and bring them tomorrow. If you are hungry, you can eat the pancakes. Although it's better to eat them while they are hot, if there is a stove, you can put the pancakes directly on the fire and roast them. The taste should not be bad."

In fact, before the first exam, Feng Qing was too nervous, and didn't know what to bring or what not to bring. So she did some things that were easy to carry and easy to check. In the second exam, she became much calmer and had more ideas, so she thought of ways to make some delicious food for Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng finished half a pancake after a few bites, "Madam, I want to eat it again."

Fang Zheng has never been too strong to be tempted, but this rolled cake can really arouse people's appetite. Even if the belly is full, he still wants to eat it.

With her husband like this, Feng Qing couldn't help but feel soft-hearted. She reached out and touched Fang Zheng's lower abdomen.

Seeing Fang Zheng's body stiffen instantly, she laughed and shook her head, "My husband can't eat anymore, there's something else in a while."

He didn't bother Fang Zheng to read the book. Feng Qing put his feet on his feet and kissed his wife's chin, saying, "My husband has eaten a lot today, so he will walk around the yard more often. I'll go to the kitchen and make some next door for you."

"Madam, don't do too much." It will be tiring if you do too much. Fang Zheng grabbed Feng Qing's hand and refused to put it down. He hadn't seen his wife for three days, so he couldn't bear to leave her for a moment.

"My husband is obedient, it will be fine after the exam is over. I will accompany you all day long." Feng Qing didn't know what Fang Zheng was thinking. She hugged Fang Zheng again and said in a low voice.

Fang Zheng then reluctantly let go.

When Feng Qing returned to the kitchen, Aunt Jin had almost baked it. Feng Qing didn't take much noodles this time, so she made more than a dozen pieces. Feng Qing didn't think about letting Fang Zheng eat the pancakes for three days.

"Aunt Jin, sit and rest, I'll do the rest." Feng Qing looked at Aunt Jin's face, which was roasted by the fire in the stove, poured her a bowl of water, and pulled the person down.

"I'm not tired. If Fang Zheng doesn't dislike him, I'll make him some pastries with him." Aunt Jin had a lot of snack recipes in her mind. She was thinking about the several things she could bring in but not worry about breaking them if she broke them apart.

Feng Qing was reluctant to refuse her husband. She always thought that she could let her husband eat, and Feng Qing said gratefully: "Then she will be exhausted."

Aunt Jin pretended to be angry and took a photo of Feng Qing, "What are you saying? I can't be happy if I can do something."

When Aunt Jin was busy, Feng Qing did not stop.

She planned to make another scone that looked like the wife's cake in later generations, but there was no oven here. She planned to change it and fry it directly in the pot and add less oil.

The cake is filled with red bean filling. After cooking the red beans, let cool down and add some sugar.

Aunt Jin makes it much more delicate and beautiful. There is a steamer at home, which is from the owner's house. Aunt Jin makes it called Osmanthus Steamed Cake Aunt Jin happens to have dried Osmanthus Flowers at home. The Osmanthus Flowers is also simple to make. It is to mix the flour, glutinous rice flour, and sugar together, and put it in a special small iron mold, then press it upside down in a steamer and start steaming. The pastries are also small and cute, sweet but not greasy. In addition to the Osmanthus Flowers Flowers, Aunt Jin makes the remaining glutinous rice into another common pastry. Aunt Jin says this is called white cocoon sugar. After steaming the glutinous rice, it is to pound it into rice while it is hot, then cut it into the size of a peach pit, dry it and fry it, and then roll it with sugar and then eat it.

In addition to this, Feng Qing simply asked Fang Zheng to bring a few more fruits this time.

These were all seen when she and Aunt Jin were buying vegetables.

There are more fruits in Jingzhou than Qingfeng County. In addition to the ones in Daye, some are also introduced by Gentiles. Feng Qing bought pears that are more common on the street. Of course, there are also differences in pears. The pears she bought are similar to the crown pears of later generations. Although they are not big, they are full of water and are sweet. After eating pastries, they will not only relieve the greasiness, but also cause heat.

In addition to pears, Feng Qing also packed some plums and apples brought in by the Gentiles.

This time I'm loading a lot of bags.

Feng Qing and Aunt Jin made a lot of things, and the rest was packed with a small bag, and they were about to ask Zheng Jiaxian to bring them tomorrow.

I am not as caring as I do when I buy it outside. Thinking that Zheng Jiaxian’s book boy can’t make these.

After finishing all this, it was already dark, so Feng Qing simply asked Aunt Jin to live at home. Aunt Jin was still hesitant at first, and Feng Qing pulled Aunt Jin and shook her arm, "Aunt Jin, won't you take your husband to the tribute court tomorrow morning?"

"Go, then I'll come here earlier."

"Aunt Jin, my husband will be nervous in this second exam. If an elder lives with him, he will definitely be relaxed. I also think that my husband will be able to eat the meals made by Aunt Jin tomorrow morning. Although I can cook a few things, it is not as good as Aunt Jin. Aunt Jin, you will be pitiful to my husband. Let him eat enough to take the exam."

Aunt Jin looked at Feng Qing who was cheating with amusement. She really couldn't tell that Fang Zheng was nervous. Not to mention eating the food she cooked, I'm afraid that even if I don't eat it for a day, it would not affect his performance.

Feng Qing tried to keep him like this, Aunt Jin couldn't bear to refuse anymore. She nodded, "That's it, I'll live here."

The other room is clean and can be lived in at any time.

Feng Qing was relieved, so she went to the kitchen to burn hot water, so that Aunt Jin, who had been busy all day, could wash it and go to bed early.

In order not to disturb the couple, Aunt Jin washed up and went into the house early to rest with a blow-light.

Only then did Feng Qing have time to stay alone with his husband.

The moment Aunt Jin blew out the lamp, Feng Qing felt a heavy object rushing over her body, and then a light breeze blew across her ears. She shook, her voice a little soft, "My husband, you, you have to go to bed early, and you have to get up early to take the exam tomorrow."

This provincial examination is much more important than the college entrance examination. There is no sloppy at all, and Feng Qing wants to struggle.

There was another chuckle in his ear. Fang Zheng bit her ear and smiled and said, "My wife is thinking too much, and she just wants to hug her husband for her husband."

Feng Qing's face turned red, but it was already dark, otherwise Fang Zheng would have appreciated the process of his wife blushing.

Fang Zheng really only hugged his wife for a while, and then led Feng Qing back to the house.

Feng Qing struggled slightly, but her face was still a little hot, "Honey, I, I haven't washed it yet."

"I'll help my wife wash it." The two of them hadn't been so sticky for a long time, and Feng Qing was really a little shy.

"I'll do it myself."

Fang Zheng refused to let go. He followed his wife step by step, almost helping Feng Qing brush his teeth and wash his face.

"My husband, do you want to read the book again?" Feng Qing wiped her face and turned to ask

"No need." Fang Zheng smiled and said, "The provincial examination is just a trivial matter, and it is more important to accompany the wife."

Listen to what this is?

She quickly turned around, covered Fang Zheng's mouth, looked around like a thief, and then pressed her voice and said, "You can't go out and say this, you will be beaten by someone."

With a muffled laugh, Feng Qing's palms felt wet and hot. She wanted to retract her hand, but the next moment, her hand was grabbed by Fang Zheng.

With his fingers connected, Fang Zheng stood side by side with his wife, looking up at the half moon in the sky, "Madam, you're tired today."

This is certain.

"Not tired." Originally, she felt that she would not have any involvement with the kitchen, but now she felt that it was a very happy thing to wash hands and make soup for her husband.

"I can't help my wife for being a husband." Fang Zheng looked at his other hand, feeling a little distressed.

Feng Qing chuckled and bent her eyes. She held Fang Zheng's hand tightly and said with a smile: "My husband is already proficient enough. I don't need to touch my husband's hands when it comes to cooking. My husband is happy to eat, so I won't be tired."

She has a specialized career, so it’s great that Fang Zheng does not need to be perfect. Fang Zheng makes her feel admiring and soft-hearted.

Fang Zheng glanced at his wife deeply, lowered his head, and kissed her on the forehead.

"The dew is heavy late at night, my wife, go back to the house with my husband."

Relying on Fang Zheng's arms, Feng Qing slept better than before.

No dreams all night.

The next day, Feng Qing woke up early and the genius was bright. She tilted her head and saw Fang Zheng still closing his eyes tightly and breathing soothed. After a night, there was a little more stubble on her chin.

I don’t know if it was because of the ancient landscapes that nourished people, or if the ancients were used to going to bed early and getting up early. Although they didn’t eat well, according to what she saw, most young men and women had good skin. Except for women who went to the ground all day, there were no other skin problems.

Fang Zheng and she are the best among the people. Whether it is Fang Zheng or herself, they have fair skin and even pores are rare. When they wake up, their faces look like tender tofu, which makes people love them.

It's just this stubble-

Feng Qing couldn't help but reach out and touched her, a little thrusting.

When I really like someone, even if the stubble is pierced in her eyes, her heart is softer and softer, and then she looks up and ready to take a bite.

Before he could move, the person next to him had opened his eyes and laughed before he could speak.

The voice is unique to the morning hoarseness.

"Miss, are you hungry?"

Without waiting for Feng Qing to speak, the person beside him turned over and pressed Feng Qing under him.

Just about to bow my head.

Aunt Jin's voice came from outside.
To be continued...