Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 341 Fish Cake

"Of course not. This is a unique way of drinking it in my family. But if you return to Beijing, you can also go to the dessert shop that I opened with others and try the milk tea, fruit tea, small cakes, bread, biscuits, and other new pastries there."

Song Chunlin counted on his fingers, listing all his products like the back of his hand. Although King Linyuan had not returned to the capital for a long time, it did not mean that he really knew nothing. Especially after he had a child, every time there was something delicious or fun in the capital, he would always send someone to bring back a portion. He had heard before that a new pastry shop had opened in the capital, and the pastries there were novel and delicious, and the shop actually had a whole wall of glazed windows, so one could sit inside and directly see the pedestrians outside.

King Linyuan had been curious about the entire glazed window since he saw the drawings brought back by his subordinates. He also heard his subordinates who went to the capital tell him that the bakery was not just the glazed wall downstairs, but even the so-called display cabinet inside was inlaid with a whole huge piece of glazed glass, which was used to show their cakes to customers.

As for what the cake was, King Linyuan had only seen it but never seen it. The person he sent said that the cake was expensive and he could not afford it, so he had never tasted it.

However, he brought some long-lasting biscuits. King Linyuan was amazed when he tasted the butter cookies for the first time. Afterwards, he spent a huge amount of money to ask his subordinates to go to the capital to buy a bunch for him.

Song Chunlin and Gu Fengyue were quite surprised to hear that King Linyuan liked to eat biscuits. Song Chunlin couldn't help but recall the scene when he first met King Linyuan. With his high eyebrows and deep eyes, he looked like a foreigner. Perhaps his foreign bloodline had awakened, which was why he liked snacks like biscuits.

While they were talking, Song Chunlin made another cup of tea for Gu Fengyue. King Linyuan frowned as he watched and kept recommending the tea he was drinking to Gu Fengyue.

"Sima Gu, are you drinking this kind of coarse tea now?"

King Linyuan said that Song Chunlin's tea was coarse tea. Song Chunlin couldn't help but complain in his heart: You are the coarse tea. Do you, a rough guy, know what drinking tea is?

Gu Fengyue rejected King Linyuan's kindness, saying that she was already used to this kind of "coarse tea" and that "coarse tea" also had a unique flavor.

"Although your tea soup is good, the ingredients are too strong and the aroma of tea can no longer be smelled. This 'coarse tea' is simpler and more comfortable, with a sweet taste and a sweet aftertaste. Your Majesty might as well give it a try. It's the same thing, but in a different way. Maybe you will like it too."

King Linyuan heard the hidden meaning in his words, but did not respond. He just raised the tea bowl and drank it all in one gulp to show his attitude.

He waved to call his youngest son, and the little boy rushed over and pulled at the hem of King Linyuan's clothes to climb up. The servants behind him wanted to go forward and take the child away, but were waved away by a gesture of King Linyuan. He did not put back his outstretched hand in the end, but protected the little boy and watched him climb up onto his legs with difficulty. Seeing that he failed to climb up after a long time, he could only help him secretly, holding up the back of his neck and climbing up with one effort.

After climbing onto his father's lap, the little boy happily asked for credit from King Linyuan.

"Father, I am Bang Bang (??????)??"

The adults present were so touched by his cute words that their hearts were fluttering. Song Chunlin even reached out his hand directly to the little dumpling.

"Little boy, can you give me a hug?"

The little girl tilted her head to look at the handsome little brother in front of her, then turned her head back to look at her father. After getting a nod from her father, she stretched out her little hand, and Song Chunlin immediately held the child in his arms.

As soon as the cute, white and soft child fell into Song Chunlin's arms, he didn't want to return the child to King Linyuan. King Linyuan was as handsome as a flower, and the child he gave birth to was much cuter than other children. The little cheeks were chubby and soft to the touch. The little girl had a good temper too. She didn't get angry when the little brother kneaded her face, and she kept smiling at Song Chunlin.

"Oh, you are so cute. Whose child is this? So cute, sweet and soft. Give brother a kiss..."

Seeing that his son was about to be killed, King Linyuan quickly called a halt, then snatched the child from Song Chunlin's arms and wiped his son's little face with disgust.

"What's wrong with you, little brother? How can you kiss someone else's little man?"

Song Chunlin recalled: "Hehe, little friend, I haven't kissed you enough."

"That's enough, stop it, don't scare my son, he just learned to walk."

With Song Chunlin and Xiaotuanzi interrupting, Gu Fengyue and King Linyuan tacitly stopped talking about the previous topic.

Little Tuanzi was very interested in the tea in Song Chunlin's and Song Chunlin's tea bowls. Perhaps he had never seen such tea before. It was completely different from the one his father drank every day. It did not have the pungent smell of strong spices, but instead continuously exuded a unique aroma of clear tea.

King Linyuan also smelled this smell. He had always thought that the tea brewed in this way was not delicious, but now when he smelled it, he found that it tasted quite good.

Song Chunlin raised his eyebrows proudly at him: "How is it? It smells much more fragrant than yours, right?"

King Linyuan: “…” But he had to admit that Song Chunlin’s tea had a very unique aroma, and he didn’t know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that his mind was much clearer after smelling the tea. He was dissolute in his early years and often had hangovers, which resulted in him having a headache when he woke up the next day if he drank a little too much. It was the same today, so he added a lot of spices to the tea, hoping to relieve his headache.

But after drinking so much tea, he felt that it was not as effective as the tea aroma wafting from Song Chunlin's bowl of tea.

What King Linyuan didn't know was that Song Chunlin's tea came from old tea trees that had been planted at the foot of the Space Mountain for tens of thousands of years. Even though Dabao and he had relatively rough tea-making techniques, the tea trees themselves were full of spiritual energy, and the tea produced from them was naturally full of spiritual energy as well. Usually, he would only drink such good tea for his own people, and others would not have it yet.

Isn't it easy to cure a headache caused by drinking alcohol with the spiritual aroma of tea?

Seeing that King Linyuan was interested in his tea, Song Chunlin, for the sake of the child, generously gave King Linyuan a small handful.

King Linyuan watched as the other party put a finger-sized amount of tea leaves into his tea bowl, and then poured hot water into it. The tea leaves unfolded in the hot water, and soon bursts of tea fragrance wafted out.

The little dumpling was sitting in his father's arms and naturally smelled the fragrance. His little head kept looking over here, and his short neck seemed to be stretched out a bit.

“Don’t be impatient, little one. Wait until the tea cools down before drinking.” King Linyuan looked at the child in his arms lovingly. After hearing his father’s words, the child no longer stretched his neck, but his eyes never left the teabowl. He was waiting for the tea to cool down so that it would be easier to drink.

The tea finally cooled down a little and was drinkable. King Linyuan took a sip first and savored the taste. He found that it was not as bland as he had imagined. Just as Gu Fengyue said, after drinking it, his throat felt sweet. That sweetness was not the greasy sweetness of maltose, but a refreshing sweetness that emanated from the inside out.

Song Chunlin asked him with a smile: "How is it? It tastes good, right?"

King Linyuan said modestly, "It tastes OK."

Little Tuanzi finally drank the fragrant tea he had been longing for. Maybe he had played for too long and was thirsty, so he drank half a cup of tea every meal and praised it in a baby voice after drinking it.

"Delicious."

Seeing how much his son loved drinking it, King Linyuan had an idea and immediately started to think about taking the remaining tea from Song Chunlin.

Song Chunlin seemed to know what he was thinking. He immediately covered his chest vigilantly, looking like he was determined to refuse to obey.

King Linyuan was speechless. Ahem, is he the kind of person who would take away what others like?

Well, he is!

In the end, Song Chunlin reluctantly handed over the remaining small paper bag. The tea inside was enough for about seven or eight drinks. Song Chunlin gave it with pain, King Linyuan was happy to receive it, and Gu Fengyue endured it with pain.

When they returned to the room, Gu Fengyue let out a long sigh, and Song Chunlin only started laughing out loud after setting up the mental barrier.

"Hahahaha, this is so funny. He is a prince after all, how could he be so easily deceived?"

Gu Fengyue also laughed so hard that she couldn't stop laughing: "You better hold it in, don't let it out. If he finds out and comes after you, I can't protect you."

Song Chunlin immediately said, "Don't worry, I will never let him know. In fact, there are thousands of kilograms of tea leaves in my space, and I can pick a large pile every once in a while. I can never finish drinking it even if I drink it till the end of time."

At this time, King Linyuan didn't know that he had been taken advantage of, and he happily went to present the tea to his concubine.

After Song Chunlin finished drinking the tea, he felt that he had almost digested it. Gu Fengyue still had things to deal with in the afternoon, so the two of them came to the gate of the palace together, then one went to the direction of the military camp while the other went to the market, intending to buy some local specialties and put them in the space to take away.

The fried fish cakes that he had seen before were Song Chunlin's main purchase. He bought fried fish cakes from several stalls, selected the ones he thought were delicious, and bought a large pile of fried fish cakes in front of each stall. He almost bought out the stalls every time.

After buying the things, he put the cakes into the bamboo basket he carried with him, and when no one was paying attention, he put it into the space.

When he went out, he deliberately changed into a new set of coarse linen clothes, which was clean and tidy, and one could tell at a glance that he came from a well-off family.

After buying a lot of small fish fried cakes, Song Chunlin bought many local specialties in front of every crowded stall, such as the mutton buns he had eaten yesterday. This thing can be found everywhere here, not only in restaurants, but also in many stalls on the street that specialize in selling this thing.

Song Chunlin saw many people coming with their own lunch boxes to pack up, so he followed suit. It happened that he had a lot of empty wooden lunch boxes in his space, so Song Chunlin took these lunch boxes and bought a lot of mutton buns. The hot mutton buns were put into the space in a blink of an eye.

Song Chunlin wanted to bring some local specialties back for his family. He didn't have time to go around during his first two visits to the border. Today, he happened to be free, so he decided to bring some other things back. He hoped that his father would scold him less because of these local specialties.

After purchasing the local specialties, Song Chunlin went to the city gate to pick up Gu Fengyue with a bunch of snacks. The two chatted as they walked. Gu Fengyue said that they had bought everything that needed to be purchased in the military camp, and they could set off for Bai Ta City early tomorrow morning.

Hearing that they were almost at Baita City, Song Chunlin unconsciously slowed down his pace.

The closer they get to Baita City, the closer the day of their separation will be.

“I really want to stay here forever.”

Song Chunlin sighed, now he understood why there were so many love-sick people. When one is in love, who can control themselves? Their hearts have already followed the object of love.

Gu Fengyue didn't want to be separated from Song Chunlin for so long. Gu Fengyun had said long ago that he would marry Song Chunlin next year, and the year after next at the latest, he would be able to be together with Song Chunlin legitimately. Who knew that these things would suddenly happen at the border? When Gu Fengyue knew about this, he wished he could teleport to the territory of the barbarians and kill all those barbarians to prevent them from always thinking of invading Dajing.

The two returned to Linyuan Palace together. Song Chunlin had spent the entire afternoon shopping and eating. Now, looking at the table filled with delicious food, he burped slowly.

King Linyuan: “???”

"Gu Sima, what's wrong with you? Have you eaten outside again?"

Song Chunlin was indignant: "You are the one who is cheating outside...hiccup~~"

Gu Fengyue: “…”

King Linyuan chuckled. He was born handsome, and when he smiled, he was even more dazzlingly beautiful. Song Chunlin wanted to take a picture of him and make it into a pictorial. If he was born in modern society, he would definitely be a big star, or at least a big internet celebrity. Just for his looks, countless people would shoot Cloud Piercing Arrows for him.

It's a pity that there were no cloud-piercing arrows in ancient times. Song Chunlin felt quite regretful that he could not take pictures openly. However, when he thought about how he had secretly taken many photos of the little dumplings, Song Chunlin felt satisfied again. The little dumplings were also very cute, and their mouths were not as vicious as their daddy's.

Tonight was just a simple family dinner. Only Song Chunlin and Gu Fengyue were at the table. King Linyuan came with his three little girls, and none of the seven concubines were at the table.

But it was a royal palace after all, and even if it was a simple family dinner, the dishes on the table were extremely exquisite and luxurious. Song Chunlin was a little full from the snacks he had in the afternoon, so he just took a few bites and put down his chopsticks. The three little dumplings ate very happily, and even King Linyuan found it strange.

"Why don't we usually see these little ones so eager to eat?"

After dinner, Song Chunlin and Gu Fengyue returned to their room early, washed up, and went to bed to rest so that they could get up early and travel the next day.