Did the tavern owner cook Chinese food today?

"Well, he asked someone to send a message to the tavern, saying that he would visit the next afternoon."

As Wilmer answered, he stuffed the balls into wooden molds.

"Yes, press it lightly, and then tap the mold." Holly nodded slightly, pointing from the side.Reflecting Wilmer's clumsy and careful movements in his green eyes, he smiled.

"Click, click——" After the clear and short sound, a round and delicate pancake jumped onto the table.

Holly twisted it into the palm of his hand and observed it carefully: the edge of the pancake had petal-like arcs, undulating continuously; looking inside, it was surrounded by a circle of regular and complicated patterns.

There is an empty space in the center, and a rabbit head with simple strokes is impressively printed.

There are many other small mooncakes with more exquisite patterns on the table. Compared with the current one, it is like a hare with a grass skirt emerging from a feast.

But Holly stared at the rabbit in his palm, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

"It's well done." Holly praised, holding the moon cake.

Wilmer suspected that Hawley would praise him no matter what he did except fencing instruction.

"Keep these at home, let's eat by ourselves." Wilmer picked up the pancakes, with a suspicious red on the tips of his ears.

"I'm not willing to give it to others." Holly waved his hand and readily agreed.

In the afternoon of the next day, in a brown-red carved screen, three people sat around a table.

Wilmer looked at the rabbit mooncakes on the plate and fell silent.

He wants to be angry.

Under the table, he tapped his thumb restlessly on his forefinger.But he knew that it was justifiable—it was because he and Holly were so excited yesterday that they knocked out a bunch of rabbit mooncakes.

"Try these mooncakes," Holly said to Zach.His smile remained unchanged, as if he had never noticed the continuous stream of resentful gazes from his side, "You're welcome."

"This is egg yolk and lotus seed paste." Holly pushed a plate towards Zach.

Hawley's introduction was in Zach's ear, and he looked at these unique snacks intently.

The egg yolk and lotus seed paste mooncake in front of me has a golden skin, with slightly burnt yellow on the edges, as if stained with the afterglow of the setting sun, making people feel warm and inviting.

In fact, they also have a little residual warmth.Zach cleaned his hands, so he picked up a mooncake and held it between his fingers.

He slowly put the pastry into his mouth—it was so soft that it was unbelievably soft. When he took half a bite, a bit of pastry and filling even fell into the palm of his other hand.

Fragrant and soft, the egg yolk is slightly sandy, and the lotus seed paste melts on the tongue softly.

Salty and sweet, mixed with just the right amount of milk.Three levels of texture and taste, rich and wonderful.

Zach's eyes narrowed as he ate, he chewed very carefully, pursed his lips, and made no sound.

Just looking at it like this, it looks like a cat.Hawley was amused, then got a bump on the thigh.

"What's wrong?" He asked silently, looking back at Wilmer.

Wilmer raised his chin towards a plate of mooncakes, and his red eyes kept staring at him.

Hawley understood Wilmer's meaning for a moment. He cast an inexplicable look, but his body moved quickly: he stretched his arms and brought the snowskin mooncake.

This is taller than him, the enlarged version of the skeleton with long hands and feet, how come it looks like a child, and adults have to pass things to him...

"Do it yourself." He said in a breathy voice, it shouldn't be the time to act like a baby.

As if he had finally grown his hands, Wilmer picked up a piece with chopsticks and bit down hard.

Zach on the opposite side observed quietly, and the interaction between the two had a panoramic view.

Boss Holly is very nice, easy-going and enthusiastic.The one sitting next to him is rumored to be the boss' younger brother.

When they rescued him earlier, the two walked together.They are not like brothers, but closer than brothers.

Thinking of this, the beating of Zac's cheeks became slower and slower.His golden-brown pupils appeared desolate, and quickly turned into nostalgia and joy, and finally the eyes hung down together with the head.

"Isn't it to your liking?" He heard Hawley ask, "There are also ice-skin mooncakes with red bean paste and custard fillings. If you are not used to the aroma and sweetness of milk, you can try five-nut fillings."

Zach quickly shook his head in denial, he had rarely tasted such delicious food.

"Many diners have mixed opinions about Wuren, and they almost started a row in the tavern a few days ago... Haha! This is going to become a common thing. But it's a bit of a headache, and many diners are booing..."

He quietly listened to Hawley's eloquent narration, his eyes gradually curved like crescent moons, and there was a smile on his lips.

Boss Hawley told anecdotes that Zach understood that the boss was trying to make him happy.

In a corner on the second floor, a beautiful and moving voice floated leisurely, the environment was slightly noisy, but the singing sound penetrated everything; together with the string music, it penetrated every crack.

Along with the singing, Hawley continued: "Zhaka, look, the shape and color of the moon cake is very similar to the moon, isn't it?"

Zach nodded, no matter if it was golden or the waxy mooncakes on the plate, they all looked like a full moon.

"Small cakes are like chewing the moon, with crisp and glutinous rice in them." ——Before time travel, a poet once described it in this way.

"Round and round, it can be shaped like the moon, or it can symbolize reunion." After speaking, Hawley glanced at Wilmer.

"Family get together, enjoy the full moon, and eat moon cakes. Later, you can take this harmony and warmth home. Of course, sharing it with friends is also a good thing!"

Zach had never heard of such an explanation for the sweet mooncakes on the table.He couldn't help being dazed, and a figure gradually appeared in his mind.

Peace, reunion, sharing with family...his family, Sister Sierra.

His eyes were sore, and when Hawley spoke to the end, Zach waved his hands in shock.

"No, thank you for your generosity. I can't accept them, but I can buy them! Because... because I haven't helped you two yet..."

"It's okay." Holly seized the opportunity and immediately recruited the waiter to pack the remaining mooncakes on the table for him. "When you first came, didn't we already agree that favors will be stored with you first. When we need them, we will go find them." You. Right?"

Zach was speechless, as it was.

"Take it! Hold it steady, you can eat it when you break it, but it doesn't look good." Holly stuffed the package into Zach's arms with lightning speed.It seems that he is well-trained and extremely familiar, so that Xhaka has no chance to refuse.

"Thank you..." This is the word Zach said the most today.He was not good at words, but it was difficult to reject his kindness, so he had no choice but to accept it, and bury it in his heart carefully.

"Hey, you're welcome, you can come and play more when you have time. Hiss... Wilmer, you stepped on my foot."

They passed the boxes and went down the stairs side by side.The singing voice disappeared without knowing when, and instead of lingering around the beam, it swayed behind the three of them.

"Boss!" shouted, the three of them turned their heads, and a girl in a light yellow dress ran behind them.

"Ah! Sorry for disturbing everyone." The girl quickly bowed and apologized.

Holly waved his hand. "Come on, Rebecca, what's the matter?"

"It's not really a serious matter..." Rebecca had fish gills at the corner of her jaw, and when she heard that, her cheeks moved, and her sweet smile just like her voice was restored.

As they went downstairs, Rebecca said: "Boss, you know, sister Jennifer resigned and returned home because of something at home a few days ago."

Brushing the banister, Zach listened.

"There is one less resident singer in our tavern. I have been taking over the job of Sister Jennifer these days. Thank you again for the high salary subsidy! However, after a few days, my mermaid voice will not be able to hold on anymore."

Going down to the first floor, Rebecca pursed her lips slightly, raised her eyes eagerly, and confided to Holly in a joking and begging manner.

Zach was surprised that the relationship between them was originally a superior-subordinate relationship, why are they so easy-going?What he said just now, combined with the still gentle expressions of the resident singer and Boss Holly, he couldn't help but look at Holly again from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you, Rebecca." Hawley sighed helplessly, "We are working hard to recruit resident singers, and there are a lot of applicants. You also know that it is really hard for Juta to find a voice as good as yours."

Rebecca was coaxed immediately, her heart was full of joy, and she smiled. "Following your words, boss, I will stick to it for a few more days and work hard. I am looking forward to new partners joining me!"

After the resident mermaid left, Zach watched her go away.The line of sight seems to be nailed, firmly pierced into a wall.

"Zack?"

Zach came to his senses and nodded apologetically.He could not recall how he had been sent out of the tavern and into the street.

The words of the resident singer just now seem to be grabbing his soul-circling and lingering in the brain and the bottom of the heart non-stop.

He felt that his head was stuffed with cotton wool, and every thread he pulled out reminded him of two things.

First, Nianhua Tavern lacks a resident singer; second, Sister Serra has a good voice.

Walking to the intersection, two forks are in front of his eyes.If you follow the usual route, go towards the main road, you will be in the Nizomba block, and return to the God's Abode as usual.

—but he has Selah back now.

His former brilliance has reappeared in his life, and he has no reason to give up this opportunity for Sera.

Zach stepped forward resolutely and walked to another narrow path.

"Green ants..." Sera seemed to be stuck in the air, she stood there in a daze, her hands were not feeling hot, and she maintained the posture of holding the cup in both hands.

The cup was filled with white mist, which covered Sera's eyes and was covered with a layer of water vapor.

In the next second, the eyes full of joy turned to panic.

"Why did you come here again? I told you, this place is full of people and dirty like mud, they don't care if you are a servant of God!"

Sela stepped forward quickly, grabbed the man by the sleeve, and pulled him behind the screen and the heavy curtains.

"Sister..." Zac's eyes were as bright as his thick golden curly hair.

Sierra choked for a moment, she was so angry that she couldn't bear to touch the person in front of her, so she slapped her thigh with her palm.

"I'm glad you could come. But... what is this?"

Zach raised the package in his arms and interrupted Sera's words just in time.

"It's a mooncake given by the owner of Nianhua Tavern. It's very delicious. Sister, have you ever eaten mooncake?" Zach put the box on the window sill enthusiastically, and disassembled the cloth towel.

The orange-red hair was hooked behind the ears, and Sera's eyes flickered, as if remembering something; when he looked at Zach again, his eyes became soft.

"Reunion..." They whispered the word in unison.

"Ten years, Green Ant. Now you are 'Zack', and I have changed from 'Wasp' to 'Selah'." Selah sighed.

She tidied up the skirts of the god attendant, who was indistinguishable from male and female and had an extraordinary appearance.He dropped his hand very gently, his eyes full of nostalgia.

With Zac's hand, she bit off the mooncake handed over by him.

"Is it delicious, sister?"

"Delicious." The ice skin is soft and glutinous, mixed with milky fillings. Although it doesn't stick to her throat, it makes her voice dry, "I only asked for mooncakes from a guest once."

They were silent, as if the air flowed along the mooncakes and swallowed them all.

Zach wasn't much taller than Selah, and when he wrapped his arms around Selah, their heads pressed against each other.Snuggle up and absorb the warmth from each other.

Although that year, with the slightly wider bones of men, Zach was sold to the slave market first.

"Sister, Nianhua Tavern is short of a resident singer."

Zach went straight to the point, his words were light, and he was eager to drag Sierra out of the quagmire.

"I always remember that you sing very well. For ten years, your singing voice often appeared in my dreams. Without you, without the God of Water, I would not be able to live to this day."

He made no secret of his heart.The most important person and thing to Zac, Serra is equal to the god he is now.

Feeling the body in his arms froze, after a while, Zach was suddenly pushed away.

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The author has something to say:

"Small cakes are like chewing the moon, and there are crisps and yee in the middle." ——From Song Dynasty poet Su Shi's "Liu Farewell to Lian Shou"

The metaphor of "chewing the moon" is so cute and spicy! !

What kind of mooncakes do you all like to eat?

There are cloud leg mooncakes in my hometown, and the fillings made of Xuanwei ham are delicious!It is sweet and salty, and it is most suitable for satisfying cravings.