The old couple was stunned in disbelief.

Every pastry has its own secret recipe, and no one who knows how to make it will easily let others see it.

"Aunt, girl, are you sure?"

The old man asked stutterly, his hand hanging beside him slightly clenched, and thin sweat oozed out of his palm.

The woman also pulled the old man's clothes tightly and looked at Song Wanyue without blinking.

"certainly."

The two words Song Wanyue fell, and the old man and his wife turned red with excitement. The old man took a step back and gave Song Wanyue a big gift, "Thank you, Miss Huang Gao and his wife are very grateful."

The woman hurriedly followed her to salute.

Song Wanyue supported them, "You two don't have to do this. It's not too late for you to thank me again when the pastries are made and sold."

"I never knew each other. The girl just saw that we were pitiful and taught us the secret recipe. No matter what the seller was, we would be grateful to the girl for the rest of our lives."

After Huang Gao finished speaking, he saluted again and was stopped by Song Wanyue, "It's getting late, so let's not be polite. Make it early and you can sell it at noon."

The two took Song Wanyue to the kitchen that specializes in making pastries.

The woman brought Song Wanyue a brand new apron and helped her take care of it. Huangcai moved a stool and placed it at the door, "It's ventilated here, please sit down by your son."

Gu Yi originally thought that he would be with Song Wanyue, even if he didn't know how to help her, he could do it. But the thing he helped her last night was still in front of him. If he did something wrong today, the little girl would be angry. Thinking of this, Gu Yi stopped the idea of ​​going over to help and sat down.

Song Wanyue cooked the raw milk and set it aside for later use. She took the basin and beat a lot of egg whites into it, so that the old man would make it into a paste.

"This is a bit more effort, and you can ask the guy to fight in the future."

The old man should be.

After he finished beating, Song Wanyue added a little salt, a little white vinegar, and a little sugar, and asked him to continue beating, and then added sugar. After repeated this several times, it was made into cream.

"This is cream. If you add it to the pastry, the taste will be more fragrant, soft and delicious."

The old man looked at the milk on the side in confusion, and then the cream in the basin. He didn't understand why it was cream if he didn't put a drop of milk?

"The next key is the key, I'm optimistic."

The old man and his wife immediately gathered their minds and looked at Song Wanyue's every step.

Gu Yi also stood up and walked over quietly, watching the exquisite pastries being made effortlessly by Song Wanyue.

"This pastry is called Xue Meiniang, and the fruits inside can be added according to the taste of the guests."

Huangcao couple has no words anymore. After making pastries for so many years, this is the first time they have seen someone wrap fruits in them, and they are all crystal clear, making people unable to see them at first sight.

Song Wanyue stepped aside and signaled that she would make some yellow cakes.

Huangcai stepped forward, took a dough with shaking hands, rolled it out, held it in her left hand, and went to get the fruit with her right hand, but she didn't pick it up after taking it twice.

Song Wanyue laughed and helped him take some and put them on the dough. The yellow cake was shaking and clanging, and it was not decent at all.

Huangcai blushed.

“You can try it.”

Huang cake raised it to his mouth with trembling hands, took a small bite, and suddenly widened his eyes incredibly. The cake was elastic and was held in front of the woman in disbelief, "Old woman, try it."

The woman also took a bite, shocked and couldn't speak at all.

"Little girl."

Gu Yi could not help swallowing a lot of saliva, and he called Song Wanyue half wronged and half pitiful. The little girl had never made such a good pastry for him to eat.

Song Wanyue took one for him, and Gu Yi was immediately satisfied. He took it back to the door and sat on the stool. He took a bite carefully. He also opened his beautiful eyes widened in his hand and looked back and forth in his hand.

Huangcao couple has come back to their senses and are full of ecstasy. If such pastries are made, they will not be snatched by others? Their pastry shop is saved.

Song Wanyue had already untied her apron and handed it to the woman, "It looks better if it is round."

The woman took it, quickly surrounded her waist, stepped forward and reached the chopping board, rolled a round dough with her hands and feet, and added fruit, and wrapped it in just a few strokes.

Huang Gao also put down the "Xue Meiniang" who had not finished eating and came to help.

The couple moved very quickly, but after a while, they did a lot of things.

Song Wanyue, who was watching, nodded. From the corner of her eyes, she saw that Gu Yi had finished eating, so she took two more, one of them for him, "There is glutinous rice flour added here, which is not easy to digest, so you can't eat more, two are the most."

The remaining one was handed to Xiao Si who had been guarding the door.

Xiao Si did not ask Gu Yi for instructions this time, so he couldn't wait to take it over, turned around and took a big bite.

Just now, the young master was so greedy that he kept swallowing, especially the fragrance of the fruit and the sweetness of the cream. He was so tempting that he wanted to ask the young master for a bite, even if it was just a small bite, he didn't dare to speak.

Gu Yi was still not satisfied with eating. If he dared to speak at this time, the young master would definitely reward him with a kick.

"Aunt, girl..."

The yellow cake couple in the room had already finished making them and called her in a trembling voice.

Song Wanyue turned around and went back.

"This, how much is the right amount of this Xue Meiniang selling?"

Needless to say, it is not easy to get milk. Some fruits are not seasonal, and it takes a lot of time to get them. It is not enough to sell them cheaply. If they are expensive, they are afraid that no one will want them.

“How much does the most expensive pastry in the store cost?”

Not a box but a piece.

"One or two."

"If you want to make one or two liang of seasonal fruits, you will make two liang of fruits you request."

"Okay, okay?"

Two taels of silver cost one piece, and ten boxes cost twenty taels a piece of rice. They have not sold such expensive pastries for many years.

"I've tried it or not, but I realized that what we have to do now is to make Xue Meiniang famous."

The Huangcao couple looked at each other and found that the pastries they made on weekdays were sold in the store and customers would try them when they came.

"Take a table and put it at the door, and give you a free trial of what you made today."

Huangcai was a little reluctant to let go, so they spent a lot of money to prepare these ingredients.

The woman gritted her teeth, "Of the head, just listen to the girl."

Huang Gao moved a table and placed it at the door. She was reluctant to take out all Xue Meiniang, so she only took part of it, put it on, and shouted with a loud voice.

According to the shouts that Song Wanyue taught him, "Xue Meiniang, who is newly out of the pot, is delicious and unique. Don't miss it when you pass by, come and taste it for free!"

His voice was loud and the shouts were heard far away. Most of the streets could be heard. Soon someone came over with interest, "What Xue Mei Niang, let me see."
Chapter completed!