Madam Fang had barely finished her first bite when she widened her eyes in astonishment. This thing was extraordinary.
How could... how could it taste so much like the jujube pastries from the Imperial Kitchen? She remembered her husband bringing back a few from a palace banquet once; the taste was nearly identical to what their grandmother had just handed out.
Madam Fang couldn't help but look up at her two sisters-in-law.
Chapter 44