NOVEL WEB Chapter 37
Stuff the kneaded dough into the osmanthus filling little by little, knead it and put it into the microwave for a short bake.
While waiting, Ruan Mei and others also put their kneaded dough into the microwave.
Then, the three of them took out the osmanthus cakes they made together.
"Try it!"
Grandma Ruan Mei put on gloves and took out the freshly baked osmanthus cakes.
"It's still as delicious!"
Cheng Yu was amazed by the sudden deliciousness and gave a high evaluation again: "I guess Grandma Ruan Mei must have been a gourmet before?"
"Just call me Grandma Ruan, I'm just an explorer who is curious about the world."
Cheng Yu was suddenly startled, feeling that Ruan Mei's family was really a bit unusual!
"It seems that Grandma Ruan has experienced a lot of interesting things before!" Cheng Yu looked at her with enthusiasm and admiration.
Grandma Ruan laughed and waved her hands: "That was in the past. I am old now and can't stand the risk."
Then she picked up the osmanthus cakes made by the two and let them taste them in exchange: "How about you two try your own!"
Cheng Yu took the osmanthus cake made by Ruan Mei from the plate and put it into his mouth to taste it carefully.
You don't know until you eat it. Once you eat it, you will be amazed again: "This is exactly the same as Grandma Ruan's, but it's a little... missing something."
Cheng Yu couldn't answer for a while. He would never question Ruan Mei's osmanthus cake making method.
If you have to make an analogy, it is that the master's craftsmanship and the apprentice's craftsmanship make the same dish even though they are exactly the same.
But some people think that the taste of the master is easy to please others.
"This is as delicious as grandma's!"
Ruan Mei ate the osmanthus cake she made, and a touch of satisfaction flashed in her eyes.
As for Cheng Yu's osmanthus cake, she didn't eat it, but was immersed in making her own osmanthus cake.
"Hahaha, you two have your own opinions, so let me give you a score."
Grandma Ruan tasted a piece of cake for each of them, and after a simple taste, she gave them a simple score: "Five points for the good granddaughter, and he... ten points!"
"What!"
Ruan Mei was shocked again.
She thought she had perfect cooking skills, but she was defeated by Cheng Yu again.
She picked up Cheng Yu's osmanthus cake and put it in her mouth. Her blue eyes suddenly shrank, and she instantly understood the difference between the two.
"Why is it like this..."
This time, she lost.
Cheng Yu once again suppressed Ruan Mei's genius setting.
Cheng Yu smiled proudly. This is not something that can be compared with the talent of food, and it can only be made by devoting oneself to food.
"My dear granddaughter, do you know why you failed?"
"I don't know!"
"Because you didn't put in the emotion, just following my method, it only tasted perfect, but the real deliciousness is the wholehearted investment."
"What is emotion...?"
"You are still young, or you can ask Cheng Yu."
Hearing this, Ruan Mei looked at Cheng Yu who was eating osmanthus cake beside her.
Her face was a little embarrassed, this was also her first time to talk directly with the opposite sex.
After a long stalemate, she dared to have the first conversation with him in her life: "How did you make such a delicious osmanthus cake?"
Cheng Yu was so happy in his heart, he finally took the first step in his life to capture Ruan Mei.
Ruan Mei took the initiative to talk to him, which man could do it?
He had already imagined whether he could train the iceberg beauty Ruan Mei to be...
No, it was to make her more human, not divine.
He tried to change Ruan Mei in this step. Although there might be some difficulties, he tried to develop a better way.
"Because I like this thing, I focus on doing it and do it perfectly."
Cheng Yu gave Ruan Mei a reply.
Looking at the dog-licking log, there was indeed no reaction at all. Ruan Mei had never been moved at all.
"Then what is love?"
Ruan Mei was confused.
Cheng Yu decisively chose to pursue the victory and grabbed her arm: "Like, is............"
"Ahem!"
"You are so young and you are not good. You actually flirt with my granddaughter."
"Forget it, I'm still here. If you want to flirt with my granddaughter, you have to grow up and have feelings for each other and then fall in love."
Grandma Ruan coughed a few times, picked up the dough roll and knocked on Cheng Yu's head.
Cheng Yu retracted his arm in embarrassment.
He forgot that Ruan Mei's grandmother was also here. It was indeed a bit bad to flirt with Ruan Mei directly.
So, his next plan for Ruan Mei was forced to end because Grandma Ruan broke the spell.
But this step was enough for Cheng YuAs long as Ruan Mei is here, he doesn't believe that if he leaves her heart to his parents and grandmother, he can't leave it to himself.
Night --
Cheng Yu observed the murals in Grandma Ruan's house. Each mural was written with the legendary stories of each Ruan family.
Several of the murals caught Cheng Yu's attention.
The Ruan family did not start as life scientists, but more as interstellar explorers.
It can be understood as the various adventures of the nameless guest in the galaxy, or as a kind of love for adventure.
The most critical thing is that Cheng Yu found a problem. Grandma Ruan is a fairy boat.
But Grandma Ruan's husband is not, but Ruan Mei has a trace of mixed blood.
The most incredible thing is that the average life expectancy of Ruan Mei's family is less than 100 years old.
The youngest died early at the age of 20, and the oldest is Grandma Ruan, who is 70 years old this year.
There are many doubts here. The highest life expectancy of the fairy boat is less than 1,000 years old and more than 500 years old.
Everyone here dies in less than a hundred years, and the specific cause of death is unknown. This is the most critical existence.
Even for mixed-race children, living for hundreds of years is not a big problem.
"What are you looking at?"
Grandma Ruan walked up to Cheng Yu, and seeing Cheng Yu was absorbed in watching, she hugged Cheng Yu again.
"That... Grandma, are you from Xianzhou?"
Cheng Yu expressed his doubts.
"Yes, that's right, I am from Xianzhou. If you have any questions, Grandma will try her best to answer your questions."
For Cheng Yu's innocent curiosity, Grandma Ruan was very willing to share the story with her.
"That... Aren't the people of Xianzhou very long-lived?"
Cheng Yu expressed his confusion.
He did not directly explain the reason, but used implicit words to get the answer he wanted.
"Well, let's start with a story that happened a long time ago!"
Grandma Ruan pointed to the characters in one of the murals.
Cheng Yu noticed that this man was indeed a little special. It was not that he had any special identity, but that he divided the two eras together.
The people in the previous photo could live for hundreds of years, but at his age, he died only fifty years later.
The people in this photo will write the short life span of future generations into history.