Flowers, especially roses, can make flower cakes?

Miko Chai was in a trance for a while, and his eyes lit up when he heard the words "flower cake" when he was in a state of hunger after school.

Immediately, the red-haired boy looked at Mu Xi's back and the rose flowers he had grown with his own hands, and immediately felt guilty again.

No, no, wait, he will never want to eat his own flowers!

"Ah, wait, that, President!"

After reacting, Mizi Chai suddenly picked up the scissors, cut off the most brilliant red plant, Mr. Lincoln chased a few steps, and forced the flower into Mu Xi's hand: "Then I'll leave everything to you!"

"Uh..." Appetite is indeed a very important existence, so important that it can make Miko Chai reluctantly give up.

Holding this delicate and fragrant Mr. Lincoln in hand, Mu Xi couldn't laugh or cry.

Ornamental roses are completely different from edible roses, not to mention eating, and even the petals are slightly toxic.Although it is shameful to talk about toxicity regardless of the dosage, she dare not put this in the flower cake.

Forget it, it's also the kindness of her only official member, she appreciates it.

Putting the flower branches into the schoolbag, and then standing on the platform with a bag full of roses, Mu Xi always felt that there was a fragrance around him, and he was always surrounded by people.

Bite the bullet and get on the train, surrounded by dense office workers, Mu Xi never hoped that the train would go faster.

So much so that when she arrived at the station, she trotted all the way, and did not let out a sigh of relief holding the roses in the bag until she got out of the station.

That's why the "you're so young" look is really terrifying, she can imagine what the office workers in the car with her are thinking about, it can't be more——

"Oh, oh, Mu Xiaoxi, you actually received roses?"

No, that's the rose.

I felt like I was about to blurt out this sentence pattern like "It's not a wig, it's Gui". After recognizing the voice, Mu Xi turned around and looked at Heiwei Tielang standing beside him with his hands in the pockets of his school trousers, his face dark and full of smiles.Gritting his teeth with disdain, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "Another..."

"Huh? What's another one?"

"There is one more person who regards the rose as a rose. Merchant marketing is really harmful."

Before the other party's expression cleared up, Mu Xi quickly took out a real flower from the bag.Rose: "Let me recognize it, this is the real rose."

"Well……"

"What's wrong?"

Looking back and forth at the flowers in Mu Xi's hand and in his schoolbag, the young man whose brain crashed due to the shock took a step back, and held his forehead with his hands for a long time before he forced himself to speak: "Rose? Chinese rose?"

"Do you need me to give you a science introduction?"

"No, no need."

After a moment of silence, Mu Xi raised his head, with a subtle smile in his eyes: "Let's do some popular science, so as not to make a mistake next time, it won't be good, right?"

"What? Next time??"

"After all, I grow a lot of flowers in my horticultural club. The rose in my schoolbag is taken care of by my club member. Now that it has bloomed, I will naturally come to offer sacrifices to his president."

Wait, him??

"It's just that now I have to go back and deal with the roses. If Senior Black Tail finishes reading it, you can—"

Seeing how he handed him the rose with a backhand and carried it behind his back, Mu Xi looked over with some distress: "My rose."

"So your members planted the roses, and you planted the roses?"

"Um."

"The rose is mine."

No, there are only a few rose petals in the first place, and if there is one less flower, can her rose jam still be made?

"No, you want me to give it to you later."

Hearing Mu Xi's firm tone, Heiwei Tielang obediently stretched out his hand, handed the flower back to her and sighed: "Then when will I have it?"

"Anyway... don't you have to train recently? Go home so early."

"In the national preliminaries, I won again today."

Mu Xi nodded when he heard the words "National Preliminary Selection", and after congratulating him, he successfully changed the topic: "It's great that you don't have to get out of school early."

"But the usual training is also very hard. I have to go to school for morning exercises at 6:30."

Hiss, forget it.

Seeing Mu Xi immediately dismiss the idea, the black-haired boy chuckled a few times, and walked beside her to help her block the traffic while yawning: "But no matter what, it's just fun."

"Then you want to play professionally in the future?"

"Profession?"

Heiwei Tielang thought for a moment when he heard Mu Xi's words, and his smile gradually became presumptuous: "Obviously you haven't seen my game, but you have confidence in me if you say so?"

"Just a guess."

"But I didn't guess wrong, but in terms of career... what I want to do is indeed a career."

Watching Heiwei Tielang wave away at a familiar intersection, feeling the fragrance go away Mu Xi suddenly turned his head, and found that the rose in his schoolbag suddenly disappeared, and seeing his back quickening his pace, he wanted to laugh, and his voice also raisedQuite a few: "I originally wanted to give this flower to me... oh?"

Seeing his footsteps pause subtly and then speed up to leave, Mu Xi patted his schoolbag helplessly, and returned home to wash all the roses and put them to dry.

When the preparations were finished, Mu Xi tore off the petals and put them in a basin, then poured a lethal amount of sugar, and started making the rose sauce he learned from books.

Feeling the aroma of roses gradually emanating from the hands, when the marinated roses were put into ceramic pots and washed, the smell of roses was still there when Mu Xi sniffed the smell of the palm of his hand, it was strong but not pungentWhen smelling the scent of roses, I simply waited for Ms. Mu Zhao to go home, and passed her hand directly: "Is it fragrant?"

"Well, fragrant."

Ms. Mu Zhao was stunned, feeling that the whole family was smelled of roses and she was a little dumb: "What did you do to make it so fragrant? You can't just pick up rose water, right?"

"No, the roses I planted at school bloomed, and I brought some back to make rose jam."

Seeing Ms. Mu Zhao's sudden realization, just as Mu Xi was about to withdraw his hand, he felt himself being pinched and rubbed hard by Mu Zhao: "That also gives me a taste."

The rose sauce needs to be marinated for at least half a month, to the point where it can be used to make flower cakes. When Mu Xi hears that Miko Chai comes to the gardening club every day, hums the flower cakes and looks at her with anticipation, she always feels very sorry for him.

"One month??"

"Um."

Seeing the red-haired boy's appearance as if struck by lightning, Mu Xi was a little guilty besides being funny: "After all, pickling takes time, and it will be just right in a month—"

"It happens to be the final exam!!"

The screams lingered in the corner of the gardening club for a moment, and Mu Xi looked at this scumbag who was comparable to the Vulcan master with pity, and patted him on the shoulder kindly: "Come on, wait until the examI'll bring it over that day."

"Really?"

"Really, at least let you eat it before you die."

"Uh..." Seeing Mizi Chai's pitiful and pitiful appearance, Mu Xi didn't feel any sympathy at all. After letting go of his hand, he turned to Mr. Lincoln whose flower had been cut off: "Speaking of which, Mizi Chai, you are really good!"Didn't you take any of your flowers?"

"Of course, after all, beautiful flowers exist for people to appreciate. If I pick them off, I'm the only one who appreciates them. It's better for everyone to see them."

Hearing the boy's sincere and somewhat shy words, Mu Xi nodded slightly, then turned around and sighed to Nozaki Umetaro who was frantically recording: "Restrain yourself, don't scare people away."

"Nono, Nozaki! Why are you here!"

"I've been there since the beginning, around the time you said 'just in time for finals'."

"Stop teasing him."

Look at Mamiko, no, Mikoto Shiba has already hid in a corner and refused to come out, Mu Xi raised an eyebrow at Umetarou Nozaki: "I will shoot him if he bullies him."

"Who was the one who didn't tell him that I was coming so excitedly just now?"

"Don't pay attention to these details, I won't say anything, but if you want to speak out or bully him, that's my business."

Sensing Mu Xi's subtle cub-protecting attitude, Nozaki Umetaro was silent for a moment, and then stretched out his hand to signal: "Flower cake..."

You girl cartoonist, can you have some backbone!

Seeing that Umetarou Nozaki is also a member of the company, Mu Xi is not so stingy.

It's just that there are not many rose sauces, and she calculated that she would make three or four at most, which probably won't even be available to Ms. Mu Zhao.

You don't need to check the progress of your rose sauce pickling every day. During this period of time, Mu Xi followed Fang Zi to toss the crust of the flower cake a few times.

Seirin's final exam was approaching when it was confirmed that there was no problem. After sitting in the examination room and listening to the god of fire, I worshiped almost all the gods, and respectfully invited out the rolling pencils of her good relatives and friends.

"Uh..." Wait, King Tota Green, what are you doing again?Besides, this is a Chinese test, so what's the use of a rolling pencil that can only be used to check options??

But Mu Xi fell silent the moment she got the test paper. The neon language test paper for the final exam this time was full of Chinese character choices, and there was no need to write a small composition and translation at all, which really made her doubt the school's thinking.

And seeing the joyful look on Vulcan's face, Mu Xi further confirmed that Midorima Shintaro directly modified the world line.

Does she also want to find some time to pay homage to Lvjian Bodhisattva?

After the exam was over, Mu Xi immediately sent a question mark to Shintaro Midorima, ignoring Kagami Taiga's face full of mourning.

It didn't take long to see the question mark in reply from the other party, and Mu Xi sent an emoji of a pencil without hesitation.

Seeing the calm period sent by the other party, the girl took a deep breath and put the phone back in her pocket, then took out the rolling pencil that Midorima Shintaro gave her and lost her mind.

Although the world is already very magical, the existence of ignoring the law of cause and effect in reality is more interesting than bamboo dragonflies and arbitrary doors!

Then, should she take the next math test...

Forget it, I'll talk about it when check the accuracy.

Silently choosing to succumb to metaphysics, Mu Xi only felt that the teacher proctoring her and Vulcan Dawo in the examination room seemed to see two lunatics, and they just rolled pencils there without checking the questions.

Neither of them is the type who cares about the eyes of others, but the invigilator found that the way the two roll their pencils is a little different——

Mu Xi only rolls around once or twice in some uncertain places after everything is done, unlike the Vulcan Taiga next to me who is full of metaphysics, seeing her veins twitching on her forehead, she can't wait to let this tall noise-makerThe boy was thrown out of the examination room.

The three-day exam time is fleeting, and Mu Xi went to the academic affairs office first before the class was due, and returned home after getting the same summer vacation permission as the sports club, and carefully opened his rose sauce ceramic jar.

The pickled roses showed a deep purple-red color, and the tangy aroma made Mu Xi nod in satisfaction.

Then she kneaded these rose sauces into small balls, wrapped them in the prepared dough and pressed them lightly, made them into a cake shape and sent them to the oven.

Because it is for taste, the pie crusts she made are relatively small, which happens to be sent out when return to school tomorrow.

In the gardening club, she, Tetsuya Kuroko, and Mikoto Mikoshiba took turns to water the garden, and asking Miko Shibata to give one to Umetarou Nozaki was considered a labor of love.

As for the rest—

"Xixi, are you done baking?"

"Um."

As soon as she entered the door, she could smell the aroma of roses. Ms. Mu Zhao looked at the oven with precision, and a smile gradually bloomed on her face: "So?"

"I left one for you, and I'll give the rest to Heizi and Mikoshiba."

"Oh ok, no problem!"

Knowing that they are all members of her gardening club, Ms. Mu Zhao didn't ask, she broke open a flower cake, looked at the bright color inside and bit it down.

The sweet rose is accompanied by the crispness of baked puff pastry and the sweetness of flour. Mu Zhao sipped the taste, and for the first time understood what is called lip and tooth fragrance.

"Mu Xiaoxi!"

"Um?"

"You are already better than Professor Xu!"

Hearing Mu Zhao's voice, Mu Xi curled her lips. She didn't dare to touch the grandfather of a history professor on the surface, but in fact a national chef: "Professor Xu is different, how can I compare?"

"Hey don't be modest, so how about we grow some roses at home too?"

"Then I asked you to water it yesterday, did you do it?"

"Uh..." Seeing Ms. Mu Zhao pretending to be deaf and dumb for a moment, Mu Xi hummed softly and picked up the frying pan next to her.

As long as she occupies the kitchen for a day, she will control the life and death of the family: "Where is the bathroom floor? Have you dragged it?"

"Drag, drag."

"Is the bathtub washed? Have you folded the quilt?"

"Here we go."

Seeing how flexible Ms. Mu Zhao is, Mu Xi divided the remaining flower cakes and put them in bags.

The next day when she heard the alarm clock, she took a deep breath and slowly got out of bed watching the sky light outside the window.

After casually taking a red bean bag from the refrigerator and stuffing it into his schoolbag, Mu Xi picked up the flower cake he had prepared yesterday, walked to the platform and yawned while waiting for the train.

So it is absolutely impossible for her to do this next time, no matter what.

When the train stopped in front of her, the black-haired girl glanced at the time displayed on her phone and then at the inside of the car, and couldn't help yawning.

After waiting for another class, she lifted her foot, and handed the paper bag in her hand to the startled boy leaning against the car door.

"Here comes the flower cake you want."

The author has something to say: The meaning of the chat records between Mu Xiaoxi and Lvjian:

Mu Xiaoxi: What kind of brush are you so good at?

Midori: Have a question?

Mu Xiaoxi: No problem, thank you Kami;

And flower cakes, fragrant