White pastries adorned with sesame seeds, meticulously shaped into segments, with clusters of "worms" of various sizes pressed together; if their color was changed, they'd look more like meaty larvae than desserts.
Xu Chang'an even specially used a bamboo skewer to draw lines, creating segments of flesh so that some of the worms appeared to lift their heads, some lay low, and others seemed to roll over.
They actually varied in form.
If it were a carving, Yun Qian would love it, treating it as a treasure to collect.
But if it was for eating, even Yun Qian couldn't muster any appetite upon seeing it.
Because she could eat better things here at Xu Chang'an's place; she wanted the best. Knowing how incredible her husband's culinary skills were, her tone became suppressed upon seeing this unpleasingly shaped plate of pastries.
To bring out such snacks when she's hungry?
"Are you bullying me?"
