Chapter 636 Millet Crisp

"Why did you come back so late today?"

"The weather is fine today, so I chose a longer way home." Ning Youguang handed a paper bag in his hand to Shi Wangyue who opened the door for her.

"What is this?" Shi Mochizuki looked down at the bag in his hand.

"Senior sister gave me the millet cake." After Ning Youguang finished speaking, Mochizuki probably didn't know what millet cake was, and explained, "Senior sister, her mother made it herself and sent it to her from her hometown in Jiangxi. She I just shared some with everyone in our institute, it’s quite delicious, try it.”

Shi Mochizuki opened the bag and took a look, and found that it was really a white plastic bag containing something similar to pastries.

"Sorry, I'm late, are you hungry?" Ning Youguang saw that he was interested in the pastries in the bag, and thought he was hungry, "It's just that, you can eat a few pieces of millet puff pastry to fill your stomach."

Then, she remembered that Shi Mochizuki didn't like to use plastic bags, and she didn't like to use plastic bags to store food, so she said, "It's just right, you can take out the millet crisps and put them in the food box."

Shi Mochizuki, who has always been particular about diet, did not dislike the fact that the millet crisps in the bag were packed in plastic bags.

Instead, he reached out and took out a bag of millet crisps from the paper bag, untied it, took out a whole piece, put it in his mouth and ate it, "It's quite sweet."

"It's very sweet." Ning Youguang said with a smile, "This millet cake is made by the sister's mother with the maltose she boiled herself. If you like it, eat more. Maltose can strengthen the spleen and stomach."

Shi Mochizuki swallowed the millet crisps in his mouth, and frowned, "Many of them are broken."

"Don't be obsessive-compulsive, you can't eat it if it's broken?" Ning Youguang squinted at him, "Senior sister's hometown is in a remote village in Jiujiang, Jiangxi, and her mother sent her the millet cake she made by herself. It took three trips to the county to send it to her, and it is a great blessing for us to be able to eat it, so cherish the blessing, Mr. Shi."

Shi Mochizuki immediately apologized, "Sorry, I was wrong."

When Ning Youguang stretched out his hand to pinch it, Mochizuki had just stuffed it into a mouthful of millet crisps, before he had time to swallow his puffy face, "Don't be so serious."

She smiled, "I just said that casually."

Shi Mochizuki regained his smile, "This millet cake is so precious, I'm going to put it away now, and keep it for us to eat slowly until the Chinese New Year."

Hearing his words, Ning Youguang laughed out loud, "What a coincidence, do you know why we can eat millet crisps made by senior sister and mother at this time?"

Shi Mochizuki shook his head.

"Because it's almost Chinese New Year."

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Of course Ning Youguang knew that Shi Wangyue still didn't understand, so he explained to him, "Senior sister said that this millet cake is a kind of food that every family in their hometown village will cook in large quantities before the New Year."

"How big is the batch?" Shi Mochizuki asked casually after taking another bite of millet crisps.

"A few hundred catties."

"..." Shi Mochizuki almost choked in shock, "There are so many, do you want to sell them?"

Ning Youguang shook his head, "No, the family eats by themselves."

"Eat by yourself?" Shi Mochizuki was stunned, "How can I finish eating so much?"

It can't be a staple food.

Anyway, Shi Mochizuki didn't really believe it. There is a place in Jiangxi that uses such sweet pastries as a staple food.

If it is not a staple food, how to eat it? Can a rural family eat several hundred catties of millet crisps a year? 1314