Chapter 336 Mid-Autumn Festival Extra: A Little Story That Lu Mingfei Didn’t Know (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)

It is probably a short story about when Lu Mingfei and Liu Miaomiao had just confirmed their relationship, Lu Liutang.

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When Liu Yue walked into the restaurant, the first thing he saw was this unexpected scene.

The huge center island dedicated to western cooking is just like a shelf in a supermarket, with pastry ingredients with various names written on the packaging bags piled up on it like a mountain of goods.

The exquisite pots, pans, and bowls in the house were all filled with batter, like slime in a Western horror story. The chef and the maids huddled together in the kitchen, like the royal chef in a TV show respectfully serving food to the old Buddha.

Surrounded by the crowd were two young and pretty girls. Both girls were wearing cute Hello Kitty aprons and were concentrating on playing with spoons and spatulas beside the kitchen stove. Their pretty faces were covered with flour, as white as the geishas in the Japanese Taiga drama.

Qiao Yiran was holding a small pastry plate, waiting for the meal in the oven to come out. Liu Miaomiao half-crouched in front of the oven, excitedly watching the countdown on the oven. The orange-red fire reflected in the black glass of the oven made her smile as bright as the sun.

If you ignore the servants and chefs standing ready to serve, the two girls' serious expressions would be very similar to the witch Kiki, the heroine in "Kiki's Delivery Service" who is waiting attentively for the baked cake to come out of the oven.

With a "ding" sound, the oven's prompt sound rang. Liu Miaomiao put on the huge oven gloves specially used for western kitchens, opened the oven and took out the baking tray with great anticipation.

“This pot is pretty good!”

Qiao Yiran showed a look of surprise, and Liu Miaomiao nodded, agreeing with her best friend's words, but changed the subject the next moment.

“I just don’t know what it tastes like…”

Liu Miaomiao crossed her arms, looking at the evenly baked pancakes on the baking tray and muttering. When she looked up, she saw Liu Yue standing at the kitchen door and watching for several minutes, and then her eyes lit up:
"Dad, are you back?"

Liu Yue smiled and nodded to his daughter, then walked into the kitchen with his hands behind his back.

The cake, which had just been placed on the white porcelain plate, was still steaming. It was round and neat like the moon, not too big. It didn't look like a Western dessert, but more like some Chinese dim sum or shortbread.

"Miao Miao, what snacks are you making?" Liu Yue asked in the tone of a loving father caring about his daughter.

Liu Miaomiao brought the porcelain plate to Liu Yue and replied with a happy smile: "Yes, Yiran and I are making mooncakes."

"moon cake?"

"Yes, Suzhou-style mooncakes."

The day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. The small mooncakes are like chewing the moon, with crisp and sweet fillings inside. Eating mooncakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival has always been a Chinese custom, and sending mooncakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival is also a social custom in the business world.

As a leading entrepreneur in the city's financial industry, Liu Yue receives countless mooncake gift boxes every year, from Maxim's to Ronghua to Cantonese Restaurant to Fajing Temple, and sometimes some unknown brands such as Hong Kong Meicheng. There are basically too many mooncakes at home to eat. Most of the mooncake gift boxes will be given to the welfare home by Liu Miaomiao after the festival.

So Liu Yue didn't know why his daughter had a sudden idea to make handmade mooncakes today.

But before Liu Yue could ask the question in his heart, the pretty little girl suddenly picked up a mooncake and handed it to him, smiling and saying, "Dad, try one."

Liu Yue was stunned, with a look of surprise and emotion on his face. He thought that Miaomiao made mooncakes to reward him for his hard work. Although his daughter has always been a sensible and obedient girl who does not worry others, she has become more considerate and caring about her parents after entering high school. His daughter has finally grown up.

During this rare rest time, his daughter was busy in the kitchen making handmade mooncakes for him for the Mid-Autumn Festival. What a touching story of a loving father and a filial daughter.

Liu Yue was deeply moved. He concealed the excitement on his face, lowered his head, took a bite of the mooncake in his daughter's hand, chewed it carefully, and gave an encouraging answer.

"Well done! Just a little sweet."

In fact, the mooncakes were more than a little sweet, they were too sweet, and Liu Yue almost had his decayed teeth pulled out decades ago and they started to hurt again. However, considering that this was the first time his daughter made food for him, Liu Yue felt that he should give her more encouragement.

After getting her father's answer, Liu Miaomiao turned around and looked at her best friend Qiao Yiran. They both had a thoughtful look on their faces, and then the two young cooks came together to discuss again.

"My dad said the mooncakes are still a little sweet. It seems that the amount of sugar in the red bean paste filling should be reduced by one third."

"I think the amount of oil in the crust should be reduced, otherwise it will be too greasy to eat."

"The dough in the bowl outside should be ready. I'll go get another one."

"..."

Liu Yue looked at the two girls directing the servants to work in front of the stove again, and was a little confused: "You still want to do it?"

"Yes?" Liu Miaomiao nodded naturally and took out another dough.

"Miaomiao, you don't have to be so picky about the taste." Liu Yue said. What he wanted to express was that he was already very touched that his daughter could make mooncakes for him.

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

Liu Miaomiao lowered her head and cut the dough into neat pieces, mumbling in reply: "The mooncakes must be delicious! How can we give them to others if they are too unpalatable?" Liu Yue was stunned for a moment: "Give them to others?"

"Yes, I want to give it to Lu..."

Liu Miaomiao subconsciously wanted to blurt out the name that she had been thinking about. Fortunately, Qiao Yiran next to her gently bumped Liu Miaomiao's arm to remind her, which made her suddenly come back to her senses.

"...gifts to some new friends in class!" Liu Miaomiao said, changing the subject.

However, although Liu Miaomiao pulled back in time, Liu Yue still keenly caught the word "road".

He suddenly realized why his daughter had the sudden idea of ​​making mooncakes today. It turned out to be because of the wild boar outside the vegetable garden.

And his daughter fed him mooncake just now, just wanting him to help try the taste.

Liu Yue suddenly felt sad.

My own little cotton-padded jacket...is leaking.

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"Miaomiao, this tastes exactly the same!" Qiao Yiran said after taking a bite of the mooncake.

"really?"

"you try."

“Oh…really?”

I don’t know how many batches of mooncakes I made, but finally there was one batch that both of us passed.

This was already the second day. After working from the afternoon of the first day to the afternoon of the second day, Liu Miaomiao, with the help of Qiao Yiran, finally made a batch of mooncakes that tasted good.

Making handmade mooncakes for Lu Mingfei was probably just a spur-of-the-moment decision. The main reason was that the timing of their relationship was a bit inconsistent, not until the Chinese Valentine's Day and not until Valentine's Day. If I wanted to make handmade chocolates to give out, I would have to wait a long time.

The Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, and she suddenly thought of making mooncakes for Lu Mingfei.

In fact, Liu Miaomiao has tried everything from Cantonese-style mooncakes to Jin-style mooncakes to Su-style mooncakes. Cantonese-style mooncakes are the easiest to make, but without molds and packaging machines, they can't imitate the shape and packaging of big-name mooncakes. She doesn't like Jin-style mooncakes, and Lu Mingfei probably can't get used to their taste either.

Only the traditional Su-style mooncakes are wrapped in a piece of oil paper, and the color, aroma and taste are relatively easy to imitate. So Liu Miaomiao hit it off and chose to make handmade Su-style mooncakes together.

After the two cleaned up the kitchen with the help of the servants, Qiao Yiran collapsed on a chair in the dining room to rest. When he turned his head, he inevitably saw the profile of Liu Miaomiao, who was still full of energy.

She sighed and reached out to pinch Liu Miaomiao's face: "I don't know if that guy saved the world in his previous life, which is why you treat him so well."

Liu Miaomiao was pinched and stammered: "It's not that good... Isn't this what girlfriends should do?"

"It should be a ghost!"

Qiao Yiran was speechless at her love-brained best friend. She felt sorry for her misfortune and angry at her for not fighting back. She could only be thankful in her heart that Lu Mingfei was not a scumbag, otherwise her best friend might have been sold out by him and would have to help him count the money.

"Besides, even if you want to make mooncakes for Lu Mingfei yourself, you can tell him. Why do you have to be sneaky and pretend that they are mooncakes bought outside?"

Liu Miaomiao just smiled and didn't reply.

She didn't plan to tell Lu Mingfei that she made the mooncakes herself, mainly because she was afraid of putting too much pressure on Lu Mingfei in their relationship.

After seeing Qiao Yiran off at the gate of the community, Liu Miaomiao returned to the kitchen to complete the final step.

She unwrapped the oil paper packaging of the Suzhou-style mooncakes sold outside and carefully dropped her own mooncakes in. Then she put them in the refrigerator to cool.

Everything is ready. Liu Miaomiao took out her cell phone, opened the text message, and typed:
"Ming Fei, I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival. After lunch, come to the gate of my community and I'll send you a few mooncakes. By the way, do you know my home address?"

Save the message. Set a timer to send. Send time: 2006:10 am, October 6, 8. Confirm.

Liu Miaomiao closed her phone and looked at the mooncake roll lying quietly in the corner of the refrigerator.

"I hope I can come a little earlier tomorrow."

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(End of this chapter)