Cross the farmhouse naughty chick

Chapter 309 The Prelude to Selling Cakes (3)
"Looking at how greedy you are, I'll give you meat every two days at the most. Why are you still so greedy?"

Seeing her younger brother and sister staring intently, looking impatient, Lancao thought it was funny, and shook her head slightly.

"The buns look pretty good."

Lancao lifted the lid of the pot, and a strong fragrance came out. He looked at the steamed buns and was very satisfied.

"It's delicious! I should have made the buns bigger."

Lan Jia took two or three mouthfuls of the buns and finished them off. She glanced at the buns on the plate and forced herself to leave. Standing here, she might not be able to resist eating another bun, and someone else would not be able to eat it.

"Sister, we just had dinner, and the buns are still made at night, what do you think?"

Although Lan Jia still wants to eat steamed stuffed buns again, everyone has just eaten lunch. It’s okay to eat a small steamed stuffed bun now. Steam all the steamed stuffed buns. There are not many ingredients for making cakes. Let’s make cakes and eat them first. , I don't know how the effect will be.

"You! You want to eat buns for a while, and cakes for a while. What do you want to eat?"

Lancao made the cake. Lan Jia looked at it and was not very satisfied. After taking a bite, the taste was not bad, but the appearance was a bit unsatisfactory.

"It's delicious! Sister, cut a few pieces, I'll serve some pieces to grandma and let them taste it, how does it taste?"

Looking at the cake made by the elder sister, Lan Tao's eyes were crescent-shaped with joy. Lan Cao cut a few pieces of pastry and asked Lan Tao to bring them to grandma and the others.

"Sister, the cakes we make are better than those made on the street, but the shape is a bit unsatisfactory. If the shape is better, and we sell them on the street, people will definitely buy them."

Wu Ping couldn't help expressing her emotions while eating the delicious cakes.

"We asked our father and mother to make a special pot for making pastries. When we go to the market, we will make some pastries and sell them on the street."

When Lan Jia heard about making money, her eyes sparkled, as if she saw the silver in front of her, she grinned happily, but forgot to close it.

"You really said that the wind is the rain. Anyway, the few of us have nothing to do at home. We make cakes and sell them on the street. In addition to the capital, the few of us can use them as pocket money and buy meat to eat at home."

Lancao looked at Lan Jia's happy appearance, and she was also very happy. Thinking of the skin that was just taken care of, it will turn dark again after being exposed to the sun, and she will be busy for nothing this month, but she has a good chance to make money. Also reluctant to let go.

"Father, how do you think the pastry tastes?"

There was a sly look in Lan Jia's eyes, she didn't even blink, she stared at her father intently.

"The taste is very good, but the presentation is too bad."

Lan Dazhi took a bite and savored it carefully. The pastry with goat's milk was more delicious than any other kind of pastry.

"Father, if we sell these pastries on the street, do you think anyone will buy them?"

Lan Jia didn't expect her father to be so powerful, so she praised without hesitation. If father agreed to our request, there would be hope. Lan Jia showed a bright smile on his face.

"Erya, don't you think it's a whimsical idea? If you eat these cakes at home, everyone will like them. If you sell them, they will be unsatisfactory. You used six eggs today. You know how expensive white flour is. You take the cakes Go to the street to sell, whether the capital can be sold enough."

Lan Dazhi looked at Lan Jia's confident look, and wanted to agree, but he couldn't help but raise some concerns.

"Father, don't worry about this. We will only sell it on the street after we have solved this problem. You just agree."

Seeing that it was so easy for Lan Jia to make sense of her father, she was not to mention how happy she was.

"Since you are so confident, I promise you."

Seeing Lan Jia's confident look, Lan Dazhi casually agreed to Lan Jia.

"Father, you still give us 2 taels of silver. I want to buy a pot for making pastries."

Seeing that her father agreed, Lan Jia made her own request.

"Where does a pot need two taels of silver, I will give you one tael of silver is enough, maybe there is still left."

Lan Dazhi reached out and tapped Lan Jia's forehead, smiled slightly, took a tael of silver and handed it to Lan Jia, shook his head, and let these brats do whatever they want, as long as a few brats are happy.

Lan Jia felt that the taste of the cakes needed to be improved. Every morning, she made some cakes and drank a bowl of goat milk.

Lancao and Lan Wu made cakes together. The two of them are getting more and more experienced now. The cakes they make are extremely delicious. Sometimes, they make some cakes at night and ask uncle to take them home for grandpa and aunt to eat.

Lan Wu insists on taking care of a few bear children every day, and her skin is getting better and better. There are no ugly women in the world, only lazy women.Lan Jia and Lan Tao went to the blacksmith's shop on the street and made a special pot, and finally gave them 800 Wen.

"Brother, we're going to get the pot today. I don't know if it's ready for us."

Lan Jia was a little worried, afraid that what she wanted would not be what she wanted. Even though she had drawn what the pot she needed would look like, she was afraid of the blacksmith, who thought she was smart, and it would be troublesome if she changed it a little.

"We ate and went to the shop earlier to take the pot home."

Lan Tao saw that Lan Jia was so excited, and he was also infected by Lan Jia. He couldn't wait to see the pot made by the blacksmith.

"Ah, what are you doing so fast, do you have any money?"

When Lan Tao saw Lan Jia put down the bowl, he hurried outside. At that time, he only paid 200 Wen as a deposit, and there was still 600 Wen left before he could take the pot home.

"Don't worry about this. I took the silver with me yesterday, and I took an extra 100 Wen. There is no sugar at home. Let's buy some more sugar. We can make pastries tomorrow morning, so we can sell them on the street! Hurry up, don't dawdle."

Although Lan Jia was very anxious, she just strode forward with her legs wide open, not daring to run, afraid of her elder brother's thoughts.

"Brother, why didn't Wu Zhuang come out with you? Does he still want to be invited three times and four times? It's really troublesome."

Lan Jia only saw the elder brother running out alone, frowning, looking at the elder brother.

In fact, Wu Zhuang also wanted to go to the street with his eldest brother, thinking that the last time he ordered a pot, it was only his eldest brother and Lan Jia, so it seemed redundant to go by himself, standing there and drawing circles with his feet.

"Wu Zhuang, take a jar to put sugar in, come out quickly, let's go to the street together."

After hearing what Lan Jia said, Lan Tao yelled into the yard.

"understood."

When Wu Zhuang heard his elder brother calling him, he immediately became energetic.

(End of this chapter)