Embroidered Spring Knife and Osmanthus Cake

The sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in Cangzhou City are more tempting than swords. When the new police officer Lin Qingfeng broke into the Yamen holding a copy of "Legend of Six Gates", he never imagined that the legendary Captain Yang was teaching his disciples to stir sesame paste with a judge's pen. The police room in this small border town exudes a smoky atmosphere - dried chili peppers are hung on the beams, sugar painting molds are placed on the weapons rack, and even the caltrops used for arresting criminals are wrapped in a honey brittle shell. "The ninth form of the Soul-Destroying Knife, you can cut the pear until you see the snow!" The light of Yang's head flashed, and the yellow pear on the wooden table bloomed into an eight-petal jade flower. The onlookers applauded while holding mutton cooking cakes in their mouths. Lin Qingfeng was holding the newly-collared Cuizhu Xiuchun Knife and couldn't laugh or cry until he found an oil-stained annotation on the Qinglong Gang's massacre of a village twenty years ago on the title page of "Cangzhou Food Illustrated Book". When the snow-hunting plum dog pulled out the poisonous candy man from under the altar table in the City God's Temple, and when the candy-painting hand touched the candied haws on the chain gun, Lin Qingfeng was shocked to realize: the light of the sword hidden in the nectar of the osmanthus and the murderous intention mixed with the aroma of cooking cakes are the most real taste of the world. Here, the best catchers in Qinggong can step on the rafters to dry bacon, and the girls with the strongest tracking skills can string up candied winter melons with embroidery needles. But the real danger often comes with the newly baked sesame cakes from Li Ji's shop.