When he finally calmed down a little, several minutes had passed, and Yu Mian hurriedly replied.

Yu Mian: This is what I should have done, no thanks.

Yumian: Right, what do I need to do to prepare? I heard that this banquet is the birthday of one of your elders, should I bring a gift?

Lin Jianshen: No.

Maybe he felt that his tone was too cold, and after a while, another message came out.

Lin Jianshen: You don't have to do anything, just wait for me at home.

Yu Mian's face became even hotter, she felt that her face could steam eggs. Waiting for me at home... Fortunately, she is not a fan of girlfriends, and she restrained herself, otherwise, I am afraid that I would have fainted from excitement.

Yumian: Good~\(≧▽≦)/~

Words can no longer express her mood, only this small expression can show her one ten thousandth happiness.

Excited, Yu Mian had a discussion with the participants. The tutoring class was originally from 2:00pm to 5:00pm on weekends, but it ended early at 4:00pm today because she wanted to make dessert.

Yu Mian is very good at making desserts, which seems to be an innate talent. Anyway, the desserts she made according to the online tutorials, even if they were the first time, they were delicious.

This should be inherited from the mother who died early. Yu Mian's mother was a pastry chef and worked in a pastry shop when she was alive. Yu Mian remembered that when she was a child, the house was always filled with a strong fragrance of milk and cakes, and her mother often made small cakes for her to eat as snacks.

Later, there was an accident, my parents were gone, and the sweet smell of the house slowly dissipated.

My mother once said that sweetness is the warmest taste, and eating sweets will make people feel happy. Occasionally, when Yu Mian misses her parents, she will make a little dessert to eat, and she won't be so sad after eating.

Today she is very happy, so happy that she has the idea of ​​making dessert.

Yu's father and Yu's mother are not always at home. They have worked hard for a long time, and when they are old, they prefer to relax and enjoy life. They will make an appointment with an old friend and don't know where to go.

There is only one Yumian in the family, and there are ginseng merchants who come to teach part-time.

Yu Mian ran to the kitchen. The Yu family's kitchen was huge, and the large refrigerator with four doors was full of abundant ingredients.

The aunt at home was in a hurry: "What is the lady going to do? The kitchen is dirty. I'll do what you say. Go to the living room to rest, right?"

Yu Mian shook his head, found glutinous rice flour from the cabinet, and took out a small packet of dried osmanthus petals that she and Yu's mother picked from the osmanthus forest at the back of the community a few days ago.

"No need, let me do it myself, I'll do it!"

Yu Mian resolutely drove Auntie away. She was still not used to being served by others, so she only kept the participants who insisted on coming to "watch the battle".

Seeing her as busy as a little ant, Shen Shang was rummaging around in the kitchen for kitchen utensils and materials, standing aside with arms folded, and said in a cool tone, "Is this what you said you had to do?"

Yu Mian poured the glutinous rice flour into the bowl, smiled embarrassedly, and said softly, "Teacher, I promise it's just this time, I'm going to a banquet tonight, and I definitely can't eat casually at the banquet, I'll make some first. Dessert to stuff your stomach~”

The original Yu Mianmian had also attended several banquets, and it wasn't that they couldn't eat at the banquets, but most of the people considered themselves wealthy, and few people would dine for the sake of their status and style. And on occasions like this where high-class people gather, most people are expanding their contacts, and there are really not many people who really come to eat at the banquet.

It was her first time attending a banquet, and Yu Mian didn't want to embarrass her family and her idol.

Canshang gave a noncommittal "um", glanced at her and said nothing, but did not leave the kitchen. He had never heard that Yu Mian could make desserts, and he was worried about leaving her alone in the kitchen, so he simply watched.

Yu Mian's dessert skills have already been lit up. This time, what she is going to do is a thousand-layer sweet-scented osmanthus cake. She is skilled at making it step by step. The final product is a small piece of crystal clear square cake. The sweet-scented osmanthus cake is transparent with a yellowish color The cake is solidified with tiny sweet-scented osmanthus flowers, exuding a strong aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers and desserts.

It looks especially delicious.

Shen Shang looked at the girl who was lowering her head to place the osmanthus cake on the plate, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

He thought she was joking, but he didn't expect it to be done. Although he didn't know how it tasted, it looked really good.

"Teacher, do you want to try a piece?" Yu Mian came over with a plate.

Shen Shang lowered his eyebrows and stared at the girl in front of her. There was still a piece of white glutinous rice flour on her face.

She was very happy, this was the first time he saw her smile so brightly, like a child who was completely unaware of the dangers in the world.

Shen Shang stared at her eyes for a while, picked up a small silver fork on the plate, poked a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his mouth, the soft cake melted in the mouth, the sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus cake was not as sweet as he imagined, slightly sweet It has a light sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, which is unexpectedly delicious.

Yu Mian looked at him expectantly: "How does it taste?"

The merchant nodded, "Yes."

He doesn't have much fondness for sweets, and this evaluation is already very high. He put down his fork and glanced at her again, but he couldn't help it. He raised his hand and put it next to the girl's face, rubbing his fingertips against her soft cheek, wiping off the little white spot that was annoying to the eyes.

Yu Mian raised her head and looked at him dumbfounded.

Shen Shang said succinctly: "You have powder on your face."

Learning to paint is always a bit of an obsessive-compulsive disorder, especially when the girl has a picturesque little face, which is particularly conspicuous when stained.

Yu Mian reacted, and her face couldn't help but turn slightly red again, this time it was embarrassing. It's like you're walking outside and suddenly a passerby reminds you that you're wearing your clothes upside down. Embarrassment arises spontaneously.

When the sweet-scented osmanthus cake was ready, the ginseng merchant ate one piece. He noticed that Yu Mian only ate one piece, and put the rest in a small paper bag.

By the time everything was over, it was nearly five o'clock, and the ginseng said goodbye and left.