In this world, there is actually a poison that can make people starve to death!
Xiao Yi said in a low voice: "The taste is extremely fragrant. It is poisonous or not, it is an absolute dependence on taste. This kind of absolute dependence cannot be replaced."
Zhao Xin trembled: "Xiao Yi, promise me that you will never let this poison erupt on those children. To starve them to death is even more terrifying and more sinful than killing them directly."
Xiao Yi nodded and said: "Don't worry, I can do what I say. You send them these pastries. Everyone who has tasted these pastries, you have to write it down with your heart, and come back to compile a list for me."
With a hum, Zhao Xin took the pastry box and left.
In the eyes of outsiders, Zhao Xin at this moment is still Shangqin's ninth concubine.
No one else knew what happened between Zhao Xin and Pengtian.
As Yang Gui, Xiao Yi once again went to watch outside the courtyard.
On the other side, Zhao Xin carried the pastry box and came to Zhengxinyuan, where the Qian family of Shangqin was located.
"Madam, my master's ninth concubine Zhao Xin is asking to see you outside the courtyard." In Zhengxinyuan, a maidservant knelt in front of a graceful middle-aged woman and said crisply.
Middle-aged woman Qian Xin, sitting on a nanmu chair, petting a white kitten in her arms.
Qian Xin didn't raise her eyebrows, she just said indifferently: "It's really weird, these spoiled little concubines still think of me, the big lady who is about to be forgotten."
After a pause, Qian Xin asked again: "What did she say to see me?"
The maidservant shook her head and said, "The maidservant didn't know, but she was carrying a pastry box in her hand. It should be the pastry."
Qian Xin narrowed her eyes and said with a sneer: "She is mocking me, the big lady. Is she so cold that she can't even eat pastries? Let her go!"
The maidservant's face was startled, and hurriedly responded: "Yes!"
The maidservant got up and was about to leave. Qian Xin took a breath, her eyes flickered, and then she hummed again: "Wait! Let that cheap hoof come to see me, I want to see it, she got it What malicious!"
The maidservant hurriedly said, "Yes, ma'am."
Soon, the maidservant led Zhao Xin in.
"Zhao Xin has seen the lady." Zhao Xin kneeled respectfully.
Qian Xin narrowed her eyes and said in her heart: "This Zhao Xin came up on her knees and salutes, it doesn't seem like she's here to look for something."
"Sister Zhao, you have been in the house for more than a hundred years. We don't seem to have seen each other? Why did you come today?" Qian Xin asked with squinting eyes.
Zhao Xin sighed: "Once the spring flowers have faded, and the autumn wind is bleak. My sister only now feels that if she only regards the master as a relative, then the rest of her life will really be lonely."
Qian Xin sneered and said: "Then I understand, you were left out in the cold, and then I wanted to report to the group for warmth."
Zhao Xin shook his head and said: "The status of the lady is never replaced. Why should you report to others to keep warm, Zhao Xin came here just to find some warmth in front of the lady and prove that her heart is still alive."
Seeing that Zhao Xin was very good at talking, Qian Xin's expression was softer, and she smiled lightly: "Get up and talk."
Zhao Xin stood up respectfully.
"What kind of cakes did you get? Some scents came through this distance. It can be seen that you also used your mind." Qian Xin smiled.
Zhao Xin quickly took the pastry box and walked to Qian Xin's side.
As soon as the pastry box was opened, the eyes of everyone around them lit up.
Tangy aroma, smell the body fluid. All have the urge to have an empty belly and want to taste it.
Zhao Xin took a piece of pastry lightly and smiled: "This is my homemade Qingshen Baihua Cake. Please try it."
Qian Xin originally wanted to put on a shelf, but this unique fragrance really made her feel uncomfortable. She was afraid that when she opened her mouth, her saliva would spurt out, so she just nodded, took the cake and stuffed it in. In the mouth.
In this mouth, the cake powder broke apart and the aroma diffused. Qian Xin only felt that her whole person was floating, and an indescribable sense of relaxation and satisfaction instantly wrapped her whole body.
"Good thing, this is such a good thing! Zhao Xin, I didn't expect you to have such good craftsmanship. You, you should have sent me something!" Qian Xin smiled in surprise, pointing to the pastry box and said: "Bring them all to me, I have to try a few more!"
Because of a delicious cake, Qian Xin and Zhao Xin became acquainted.
Immediately, he was rude and ate a few more, regardless of his image.
Looking at the greedy maids, Qian Xin hummed and said: "Don't think about it, there are not a few pieces of pastries, you have to save it to those brothers. I will share you next time. Try it."
Several maids were suddenly disappointed.
Zhao Xin smiled lightly: "Madam, it's okay, I still have it in this ring! If the lady likes it, I will give the lady a few more boxes."
With that said, Zhao Xin took out more than ten boxes.
Qian Xin's eyes lit up and she covered her mouth and smiled: "Zhao Xin, you are really good. From now on, if you are fine, you will come to me and make a noise."
Zhao Xin said joyfully: "Well, as long as the lady doesn't dislike me."
Qian Xin laughed and called several maids and said, "You can take some of the pieces in this box and taste them. After you have tasted them, hurry up and send these pastries to those brothers. They practice all day and work hard, I'm about to relax my body and mind with this delicacy."
Several maids came forward with joy, tasted a piece, and after a while, they were urged to leave by Qian Xin.
Zhao Xin secretly said: "The effect of this very flavor is really terrifying."
In the next few days, Zhao Xin was making a lot of cakes, and Qian Xin, the lady who promoted her, soon Zhao Xin became a delicious little cook in the inner courtyard of the Shangfu...
On this day, Zhao Xin's Qingshen Baihua Cake fell into Pengtian's hands.
Peng Tian looked at the fragrant pastry in his hand, and he tried to deliver it several times, but he hesitated.
"I didn't see anything wrong, but why is this woman suddenly passionate about making cakes? I have never smelled a similar smell in her courtyard in the past few years."
Although Pengtian didn't see any problems, he still had doubts in his heart.
"Let's go see Huo Tianlu." Peng Tian narrowed his eyes and put the Qingshen Baihua Cake back into the pastry box.
As the top powerhouse at the peak of the late king, Peng Tian can still restrain himself in terms of appetite.
Before long, Pengtian carried the pastry box and came outside a courtyard.
This is the courtyard of Huo Tianlu.
In the courtyard, there was no one else, only Huo Tianlu.
"Master Huo Dan, Peng Tian is here to visit." Outside the courtyard, Peng Tian smiled lightly.
In the courtyard, Huo Tianlu, who had closed his eyes and knees, slowly opened his eyes, and deep in his eyes, a touch of cold light swept...
