Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

Chapter 421 New Dim Sum

Disciple, it is not easy for me to live, and sometimes what I say cannot be taken seriously.

Ding Xuewei was very tactful, but Mr. Yang turned his head to look at her sharply.

"I always keep my word."

"...Master, does your shoulder hurt?"

The old man is indifferent.

Her speed of adapting to the wind was obviously beyond his expectation!

"Master, I will pinch your shoulders." Ding Xuewei acted cheekily: "Master, you must be doing heavy work, this shoulder must be uncomfortable. If I pinch you, I will feel much more comfortable when I go back to sleep."

"Master, is the disciple's technique not bad?"

"Master, this disciple will give you a hammer."

"Master, your old body is really strong enough. Sure enough, labor is good for your health."

"Master..."

From being confident in her own massage techniques to bragging about Mr. Yang's skills, Ding Xuewei kept chattering, without any gap between words.

I don't know if he was satisfied with kicking her foot, or Ding Xuewei's brazenness moved him, or the density of words of this old monk chanting sutras made him unbearable, so he tossed his robe, got up and left.

When entering the door, the door panel was slammed loudly.

Under the eaves of the corridor, Ding Xuewei's shoulders shivered slightly, and soon, her eyes turned from the closed door to the dishes on the table.

The old man is very angry today, it is not easy to pull two chopsticks.

Ding Xue stared at the new dishes on the table for a few minutes, then called for someone to clean up, and then washed and rested with peace of mind.

Knowing yourself and the enemy is the only way to survive a hundred battles.

Although the old man has a strange temper, he has a little more recognition and patience with her.

Early the next morning, she asked Mr. Yang symbolically if he wanted to go to Bazhen Building for lunch.

Old Yang glanced at her lightly.

Ding Xue is slightly blessed to the heart.

"Come on, someone will send it to you later. Don't worry, I won't forget it today." She promised boldly.

Old Yang's originally light eyes became deeper.

"Master, this disciple is not the kind of person who lives by lying to the sky." She has always been respected by others, and I will be respected by others.

The old man gave her two more indulgences, and she would return three points of respect.

Obviously, the old man was already disappointed in her, and after staring at her for a few seconds, he simply turned his eyes away.

Ding Xuewei understood the reason why it is better to say than to do since he came, and he did not make any excuses, and left after talking about today's itinerary.

Compared with yesterday, today's Ding family father and son dare not sleep even if they are asleep. When Ding Xuewei showed up, the two of them even ate breakfast.

"Let's go help first, take your time."

Old man Ding didn't plan to wait for her, she would have to delay for a while to have breakfast at Mrs. Xu's place, and their father and son had already arrived at Bazhen Building during this time: "I told your grandma yesterday that we won't be going this morning, how about you later?" Pay attention."

Both father and son didn't feel that they should take it for granted, they left Ding Xuewei and actively went to Bazhen Building, and Ding Xuewei, not in a hurry, went slowly to the courtyard where Xu's mother-in-law, grandson and grandson lived.

Although Mrs. Xu said yesterday that she was busy today and didn't need to go there, Ding Xuewei was not at ease.

"Why." Seeing the person, Mrs. Xu was a little unhappy: "Didn't I tell you everything, I'm fine."

"It's useless for me to go so early." Ding Xue pressed her stomach slightly: "I haven't eaten breakfast yet, and I have to work hard for others in the past."

At this moment, Xu's grandson is eating breakfast.

As soon as she said this, Mrs. Xu hurriedly scooped up porridge from a bowl.

The maid guessed that she would come and prepared her bowls and chopsticks.

Mrs. Xu said that she would not come over today, and did not take away the bowls and chopsticks, but put them aside.

"I'm in good health, so there's no need to miss me so much."

Ding Xue smiled, but didn't reply.

Seeing her like this, she didn't listen to what she said. Mrs. Xu's face was helpless, but her heart was very tight.

"Xiu'er and Xiao Pan are both very exquisite. Before I spoke, they began to think about it. You don't have to miss our grandson when you are outside."

Xiu'er is the older girl, Xiao Pan is the younger one, they are cleaning the wing room, when she came in just now, they heard her voice, they both came to the door to greet her.

Knowing that they don't like being served by others, Ding Xuewei signaled them to be busy first, so she ignored her and went on her own.

"There are not many opportunities to go back to the city. One place is different from a cook. It is rare to have a chance."

Ding Xuewei said that the lunch must be delivered from Bazhenlou, Mrs. Xu had already refused yesterday, and she said that again today, so it is not good to say it again.

"Eat enough, it's enough to trouble people, you can help more."

"I will cook the two dishes I brought back yesterday."

It is indeed causing trouble for Bazhen Tower today, Ding Xuewei had planned for a long time, and couldn't help but ate three bowls of porridge in succession. If the two little girls hadn't brought enough minced meat porridge, Mrs. Xu and grandchildren might not be able to eat enough.

Leave grandma and grandson behind, she walked out quickly, and arrived at Bazhen Tower not long after.

When Ding Xuewei arrived at Bazhen Building, Ding's father and son were drinking tea with shopkeeper Ding. Not to mention them, everything that should be stewed in the kitchen had already been stewed. their power.

After looking around, she walked towards the dim sum master.

Compared with the cooking team that has enough cooking, Master Jiang, the pastry chef, is much more busy. However, the dim sum that hundreds of people need is not a problem for him.

"How about Miss Ding helping me bake the cake?"

Ding Xuewei took over the job of baking the cake without saying a word.

The batter and egg liquid were all prepared by Master Jiang. What Ding Xuewei needed to do was to mix all the prepared ingredients and send them to the oven.

That is to say, not busy at all, Ding Xuewei pondered again. While baking the cake base, he prepared the puff batter. Not long after, the puffs came out.

Seeing that there was a lot of milk and other ingredients were enough, she thought about egg tarts again.

Master Jiang didn't pay attention when he saw her making puffs, thinking that they had been developed earlier, and speculated about the reason why he didn't mention it yesterday, but when she failed to bake them several times, he finally came to his senses.

"This is... you want to try a new snack?"

It can be said that it is not busy today, whether it is in the kitchen or outside, the staff is divided into two groups, the reason why they look so leisurely is that they are very familiar with doing things.

It is really incomprehensible to be careful of today's people yesterday, but to do experiments today.

He's not so busy looking at it here!

"Yes, but the skin is either soft or hard!"

Without tin foil grinding tools, she can only shape the crispy skin first and bake it, but if it is too soft, it will collapse when baked, and if it is too hard, it will become slag and can't be picked up at all!
Ding Xuewei baked it three times before and after, and it took the third time to successfully bake the egg tart.

Without a hitch, she picked one that was fairly good, more thoughtful, and handed it to Master Jiang in a relatively complete way.

Master Jiang, not to mention eating, felt that the taste of this snack was unmistakable.

Egg liquid and milk are good things, plus sugar and butter, it is even more beautiful!
As someone who is used to making dim sum, he can give high praise in terms of recipes.

"What do you think."

After one bite, the crispy and crispy tart skin and the soft and fragrant egg center conquered him.

The crispy texture of the tart shell is similar to traditional pastry, but crisper than traditional pastry. The tart core is somewhat similar to the taste and feeling of cheesecake, but there are obvious differences.

At this moment, Master Jiang even forgot how many biscuits he still had unbaked, and stared at Ding Xuewei slowly.

Ding Xue frowned slightly and expressed her thoughts.

"Let's get someone to make some molds later." Master Jiang immediately thought of a way.

Ding Xuewei hadn't suggested cupcakes before, so naturally there were no small molds, and Master Jiang couldn't wait for the molds to be completed.

"Why don't you wrap it into a cake and try it?"

"····Ruixin shortbread····"

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