无翼乌工口里番无色无摭挡

Chapter 99 - 99: Ninety-Nine: Silky, Tender

Just hearing the name, he knew it couldn’t be good.

He said persuasively, “Seventh Sister, if you’re not feeling well and want to eat something, just ask the kitchen to make it.”

“The people in the kitchen don’t know how to make it.”

“Oh, then I’ll go out and buy it for you.”

“You won’t be able to purchase it.”

“How come?” Jiang Yi laughed, “Our Chang’an City is the richest place in the world. As long as we have money, is there anything we can’t buy to eat?”

Jiang Ning gave him a glance, “Brother, your perspective is rather limited.”

“What do you mean?”

“You have a good education, but don’t be a frog in a well, go out and see the world.”

“What…frog? From which well?”

“It means a frog squatting in the bottom of a well can only see a small piece of sky above its head. It means it’s never seen the world.”

“Are you saying I’m a country bumpkin who has never seen the world?”

“Something like that.”

“Heh.” Jiang Yi chuckled, thinking that Seventh Sister had been raised among a family of restaurateurs over the years and probably hadn’t studied much either, but she was full of wisdom.

After reaching the kitchen, Jiang Ning asked for a workstation and had Chunlai and Xiachu bring all the ingredients over.

Materials like grass jelly powder, taro balls, peanuts, red beans, and the like were piled up on the table.

Seventh Miss personally cooked, and the kitchen maids all gathered to watch.

But they were driven away by Chunlai.

What’s valuable in these days?

Secret recipes, of course.

She had previously tasted the delicious food made by the Princess Consort while living in the royal palace, and it was indeed delicious.

It was a taste she had never experienced before.

Such a secret recipe, naturally, could not be easily revealed to others.

Chunlai and Dongxie drove everyone away, only leaving Huang Ying to help by their side.

Jiang Ning didn’t really care, as it was not her own secret recipe to begin with. But having fewer people made it quieter and cleaner, preventing chatty mouths from splashing saliva everywhere.

She planned to make taro balls and then cooked grass jelly, which would be stored in an ice cellar to cool.

Once the grass jelly was done, she placed it in a basin, added cooked taro balls, red beans, peanuts, and chopped fruits, and then poured sheep milk.

Stir with chopsticks.

The cold, sweet, and soft grass jelly taro balls were ready.

Huang Ying watched with amazement.

Jiang Yi, on the other hand, was dumbfounded.

He thought Seventh Sister was just fooling around in her free time, but she moved quickly and efficiently, like a flowing stream, making even him, who had never liked kitchens, feel refreshed.

This strange-looking thing she made was also odd.

He had never seen it before.

It looked watery and messy, could it be edible?

Jiang Ning scooped some into a small bowl and handed it to him, “Brother, have a taste.”

Jiang Yi hesitated for a moment, looking at the dark mixture and thinking that since Seventh Sister made it by her own hands, he certainly had to eat it. Even if it made him sick for three days, he decided to accept his fate.

With that thought in mind, Jiang Yi picked up the spoon, closed his eyes, stomped his foot, and ate.

A mouthful of grass jelly entered his mouth –

Hmm, it was slippery, tender, cool, sweet, and slightly milky.

He looked down at it in surprise and quickly took another bite.

Jiang Ning grinned, “Try the taro balls.”

Jiang Yi immediately stuffed a purple taro ball into his mouth.

Soft, glutinous, and cool.

In this hot weather, it chilled him right to his core.

Delicious.

It was too delicious.

He didn’t care about talking, swallowing down half a bowl in one breath, still unsatisfied.

Jiang Ning immediately added another bowl to his portion, quite considerately.

This time, Jiang Yi savored each bite, his eyes sparkling nonstop..