The store was quiet.
Kasumigaoka didn't say anything else to disturb the Yoshito.
She was holding her phone and chatting with the editor who was willing to accept her manuscript.
In the back kitchen, Yūjin was quietly and attentively making flower cakes.
The bamboo steamer was already filled with the flower cakes made for Kasumigaoka.
The flower cake made for Kasumigaoka was made from roses, while the fragrance of the wind was made from sunflowers.
Because the flowers used were different, they could not be steamed in the pot at the same time.
That was because words like that would cause her to have a bad taste.
Last night, when she made the flower cake for Feng Jian Youxiang, she had only made it according to her usual cooking method.
However, today, the Yoshito of the Kanban City didn't want to follow the rules as usual.
Occasionally, he wanted to try something new.
He had already torn the petals of the sunflower into strips.
Divide the silk into two halves.
Half of it was done normally.
He soaked the other half in cold water.
Then, he smoked it with the help of the steam coming out of the steamer.
The silk became even more moist.
He also took some white sugar, dipped the smoked flower shreds in the white sugar, and then wrapped them on the flower cake.
It was as if she had put a golden dress on the flower cake.
By the time Yūren of Kanban City had calculated the time, it was already time for her to make the flower cakes for Kasumigaoka.
He opened the lid.
Water vapor rose into the sky like clouds.
Accompanying it was a rich cake fragrance.
The fragrance of the rice and the flowers fused together and filled the entire store in just a moment.
Kasumigaoka, who was sitting outside, couldn't take it anymore.
If she didn't have the self-awareness of a guest, she would have to go to the kitchen to serve herself.
"Alright, rose cake. It's very hot. Let it cool down before eating.”
Yuto Kanzaka put the flower cake in front of Kasumigaoka.
The flower cake that he had just taken out of the steamer was still emitting wisps of white smoke, like the fog in the forest in the early morning.
Distant and magnificent.
"It looks good!"
For a young girl, the taste of the food was not the key, but the appearance of the food.
When making the flower cakes, Yuren Kanban had taken into consideration the color and appearance.
Flower cake, flower cake, had the word 'flower'. If it was ugly, it would not be worthy of this word.
Kasumigaaoka turned on the camera function of her phone.
She wanted to take photos first.
Whoosh.
When the first photo was taken in Kasumigaoka, a guest arrived.
"Welcome."
You Ren raised her head and looked at the door.
the wind sees a delicate fragrance.
However, there was another person beside her.
It was a woman who exuded a gorgeous and noble aura.
There was a natural charm between her eyebrows and the corners of her mouth.
Her bright blonde hair brushed against her purple-white dress.
There was also a cute white short hat with a red ribbon on top of her head.
Her figure was not inferior to her appearance at all.
Even if she didn't want to show off her charm, it was still ostentatious.
Even Kasumigaoka, who was also a woman, was a little fascinated by it.
"Miss Feng Jian, please wait for your flower cake.”
"What would you like to eat, miss?”
Yuto Kamisaka first talked to Kazumi Youxiang, then asked the girl beside her.
"Ah, so the place where the fragrance comes from is such a small restaurant.”
The woman didn't answer the question first, but looked around the store.
She had a folding fan in her hand.
The folding fan gently covered her mouth and nose, and a smile appeared in her mysterious purple eyes.
Her focus was on the Yoshito of Kanban City.
It seemed that he was very interested in the people of the Kanzaka region.
"Eight Clouds Purple, you better behave yourself here.”
There was no friendliness in her words.
On the contrary, the threat was obvious.
However, Eight Clouds Purple didn't care at all.
"I've always been very polite.”
Eight Clouds Purple smiled and then walked to the front of the Yoshito of the Kanban City.
"Manager, can you make us the same dish as Youxiang?”
Purple Eight Clouds looked at Youren from the God Ban City with a faint smile.
Perfumed Breeze silently came to Eight Clouds Purple's side and sat down.
Yuren nodded.
"It will take a little longer. Can we wait?”
"Of course."
Eight Clouds Purple put away her folding fan, brushed her skirt, and sat down with the fragrance of the wind.
Yuren turned around and went back to the kitchen.
Even though Purple Eight Clouds was beautiful, she was still just a guest to the people of the God Ban City.
"Oh, it smells so good. It smells countless times better than Lan's cooking. No wonder you've been coming here for more than a month.”
Eight clouds purple smile at her such a person if let ordinary men see, that will only cause a riot.
Feng Jian You Xiang ignored Eight Cloud Purple.
She and Eight Clouds Purple were old acquaintances.
Naturally, he understood that the other party's words could not be trusted casually.
Moreover, she was still angry at Eight Clouds Purple.
Just now in the sunflower field, Eight Clouds Purple shamelessly pestered her and acted cute without any moral integrity, insisting that Feng Jian You Xiang bring her along.
That damned old woman! He had no moral integrity at all!
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