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

Wrapping the egg liquid in the puff pastry is difficult for two people, but the egg liquid that expands beyond expectation when heated is a bit embarrassing.

The finished product is either a vomit version or a fried flower version.

The two tossed for a long time before making the Liuxin meringue.

"Ding Lao and Ding Wuye have gone to invite people." Shopkeeper Wu reminded everyone when he entered the door.

The two who were busy tossing new dim sum looked at each other, and quickly threw away the remaining cakes.

At this time, the temperature of the oven was very suitable, and the two of them were veterans. After a meal of cooperation, they finally baked all the biscuits before serving the guests.

In order to thank everyone for being busy for her, Ding Xuewei hurried to the door after receiving the notice.

All kinds of biscuits are not used for entertainment, but for people to take back as gifts.

After Ding Xuewei left, Master Jiang packed them silently, and when they were all wrapped, he started tossing the egg tarts again.

Liuxin meringue is quite amazing, but its appearance is too ordinary to be recognized at a glance.

Experimenting, he made molds out of cups and bowls, and eventually, he came up with some puddings.

The pudding is too monotonous, and the waving is all kinds of insides.

There are a lot of dishes prepared today, not only Mr. Yang has a share with Mrs. Xu's grandson, but also the Zhang family, Yi family, and Jiao family who have good friends with Mrs. Xu. Naturally, the one who contributed the most to find her How could everyone in Bazhen Tower ignore it.

When the visitors were gone, everyone in Bazhen Building took their seats.

"Hey, where's my brother?"

When everyone moved their chopsticks, Chef Jiang finally realized something was wrong.

The pastry chef and him are brothers, and they haven't eaten together since they joined Chen Yu's command.

"I called him when I came out." A group of cooks stood up, ready to call someone.

Chef Jiang knew his brother quite well: "I guess I can't let go of the new dim sum on hand."

"I'll call." Ding Xuewei motioned for the man to sit down.

She has already said what should be said, except for the grandparents of the Ding family, she and shopkeeper Ding are the only ones who have free time.

In the kitchen, Ding's father and son were not allowed to enter casually, and shopkeeper Ding had to come out when he went. It was most appropriate for her to call someone.

"It just so happened that I went to try some new dim sum."

The two are still making new products today, and everyone here is speechless. Naturally, no one objected to her saying that.

"Quick, come and taste."

Seeing Ding Xuewei's figure, Master Jiang waved quickly, not even noticing that he was the only one in the kitchen.

"Uncle Jiang, you go to eat first, I'll taste it slowly here."

Seeing the rows of puddings, Ding Xuewei was extremely happy.

No, if the mind is broadened, the hands-on ability will become stronger.

Master Jiang glanced back, and silently put down the small bowl in his hand.

"Little girls have different tastes, you can choose."

Ding Xue raised her thin eyebrows slightly: "There are not many little girls who can come here to eat."

Master Jiang was taken aback, then he laughed and said, "There are a lot of takeaways."

It is difficult for girls from rich families to go out, and for these rich and willing customers, Bazhen Building has another set of menus. This menu sent to the backyard of each household is different from the regular seasonal menu in the building. Every dish in the restaurant caters to the preferences of the housewives.

What she thinks is delicious may not be suitable for the appetite of men, but it will definitely resonate with the women in the backyard.

Ding Xue blinked a few times violently, with a look of heavy responsibility and a long way to go.

"Uncle Jiang, don't worry, I will choose carefully."

Master Jiang was struck by her mischievousness and cuteness, so he couldn't hold back, and raised his hand to pat her on the head.

"Then I'll trouble you." Chef Jiang softened his mood.

He knew that someone called him before, but now that Ding Xuewei came, it could be seen that everyone was already waiting.

Not paying attention, Master Jiang hurried to the front hall.

In the front hall, when Master Jiang was seated, everyone stretched out their chopsticks one after another. In the kitchen, Ding Xuewei, who was already full, did not dare to eat too much. Compared with the sweet-scented osmanthus sweets chosen by Master Jiang, she prefers the flavor of jam.

Whether it is peaches or sweet apricots, she is very satisfied.

The sweet and greasy original pudding is blended with the slightly sour peach and apricot jam, and you won't feel bored after eating several times.

At this moment, the temperature in the oven has dropped, but there are still a lot of charcoal in the hot fire pits everywhere.

With a turn of his gaze, Ding Xuewei gathered the charcoal from each stove in one place.

When Master Jiang came back after eating, there were two more items on the table.

Compared with his previous products, the biggest difference between these two categories of new products is the exposed seasoning.

Pink peach jam, refreshing mint, and caramel in attractive colors are all visible at a glance.

Then there is the color difference of the pudding, the yellow is golden, and the white is pure white.

Subconsciously, he picked up a glass of charred white.

"...also eggs."

Tasting the entrance, Master Jiang was stunned.

There are eggs in the ingredients, but the cool and tough taste is something I have never touched before.

"Egg yolks are not used, nor are they baked." Ding Xuewei gave a reminder, pointing to the cage drawer and cold water basin.

"...?!" The doubts in Master Jiang's eyes changed, and he picked up another glass of yellow-bottomed glass to taste: "The difference is huge."

It is also the recipe of egg, milk and butter. The steamed egg yolk pudding is obviously smoother than the baked whole egg pudding. It is difficult to connect the two tastes without rich experience.

And compared to egg yolk pudding, protein cups are even more.

"I was thinking, this kind of toughness is very good, if it is iced, it may not be poured out." Ding Xuewei pointed to the protein cup and gestured.

If it is unmoulded, this fruity ice pudding is very attractive.

Girls can't refuse the crystal clear feeling.

"I'll watch it coldly." Master Jiang immediately took the remaining puddings to the ice cellar, even the egg yolk cup and the baked pudding from before.

If you don't experiment, who knows whether the taste is better hot or cold!
Yesterday, the two cooperated with each other tacitly, but today they feel like they hate seeing each other too late.

When the others returned to their posts and were about to pack up and take a rest, the two made shortbread again.

The crispy egg tart skin is not found in the old-fashioned pastries in the store.

"Will you still go to Wu Xuexue's place?"

Ding Laowu, who waited and waited impatiently, asked at the door of the kitchen where there were only two of them.

Looking at the oven that was about to be turned on, and looking at Ding Laowu popping out of the top of his head, finally, Ding Xuewei pointed at Ding Laowu.

"Uncle Jiang, I'll go and I'll be back in a while."

At this moment, Master Jiang wished he could tie Ding Xuewei to his trousers, but fortunately he still had reason.

"I'm waiting for you."

"Everyone rest in the afternoon." Ding Laowu who was standing at the door reminded.

Master Jiang opened his mouth and wanted to say that he didn't need it, but Ding Xuewei slapped his forehead: "Look at my memory, Uncle Jiang, I'll come back tomorrow afternoon."

The group of people in the store rested this afternoon, and the part that was dispatched to the Zhuangzi outside the city had to rest tomorrow. In the morning, he needed to prepare the snacks he needed for the whole day, and in the afternoon, he would be more leisurely.

"Wait for me tomorrow."

Before Master Jiang could answer, she left a word and walked out.

Master Jiang raised his hand and finally gave up struggling.

The mille-feuille in the oven is almost ready, and today is considered a consummation of merit!
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