Dressed as a peasant mother-in-law, I support my family by opening a shop

Chapter 101

The next day, the weather was fine and cloudless, and Su Lanxi was in the kitchen instructing his second daughter-in-law to make pastries.

"Lotus, making cakes is similar to making dishes, both of which pay attention to one's heart.

There must be no carelessness in the process of kneading and fermenting.

Today, my mother will teach you how to make an osmanthus cake. "

Osmanthus cake used to appear every day when Su Lanxi was watching TV dramas, she thought it was delicious!

In the end, when I bought it back, Emma, ​​it was so sweet, it didn't taste good at all.

Afterwards, I ate osmanthus cake. The osmanthus cake had a sweet and sour taste, but it tasted sweet and delicious.And it also has the aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus, which has a natural fragrance, and the shape is also very beautiful, white, soft, sweet but not greasy, and the fragrance is pleasant.

It's not the same as the dry stuff that Su Lanxi bought online, choking to death.

Qian Hehua also knows about pastries, which are eaten by noble people.

"Mother, this sweet-scented osmanthus cake is eaten by the nobles, can I make it?"

Su Lanxi paused slightly while preparing things, and then said: "Mother has never eaten sweet-scented osmanthus cake, but mother has heard that it tastes sweet and delicious, sweet but not greasy, and smells like flowers. fragrance.

It's different from the osmanthus cake sold in our town. The osmanthus cake in the town tastes choking.

If you take a bite of the pastry, you have to drink a bowl of water to press it down.

Mother knows the authentic method of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and now I will teach you. "

Hearing her mother say that the cakes in the town were unpalatable, Qian Hehua didn't feel agitated, after all, she had never eaten dim sum in the town.

In the past, my family was poor and had no money to buy. After that, the food at home was so delicious that my stomach was full every day. How could anyone eat dim sum?

Qian Hehua said with a serious face: "Okay, mother, I will definitely study hard."

Osmanthus cake has a history of more than 300 years from modern times.According to legend, in the last years of the Ming Dynasty, there was a hawker named Liu Jixiang in Xindu. He got inspiration from the study room where the number one scholar Yang Shengan studied and rested in his childhood, and the sweet-scented osmanthus. Dipping, marinated into sweet-scented osmanthus, adding steamed rice flour to make a cake for sale, named osmanthus cake.

It’s just that there are sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in this place now. It may be that this place does not belong to any dynasty in history.

No matter how bad Su Lanxi's history is, he has never seen Yasukuni in history books!

So it is reasonable and reasonable that there are things that do not conform to history now.

After the sweet-scented osmanthus cake is out of the pot, as soon as the lid is opened, there is a scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Qian Hehua put down the lid of the pot, looked at the white sweet-scented osmanthus cake, jumped happily and said, "Mother, look, this cake looks so good!

I have never seen such a beautiful pastry. "

Qian Hehua poked the pastry, then withdrew her hand in an instant: "Ah! The pastry just out of the pan is so hot!

But it's so soft.

Mom, have we succeeded? "

Su Lanxi waved her hand and said, "Mother doesn't know, this is the first time Mother has made sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Let's take it out first, let it cool, and taste it to know whether it is successful or not. "

Qian Hehua rolled up her sleeves and was about to take the pastry plate, but was stopped by Su Lanxi.

"Be careful, it won't hurt if you get burned.

You are also really, how old are you, you don’t know that something just out of the pan is hot!

Just poked it with that hand.

Got burned. "

Qian Hehua didn't feel sad at all when she heard Su Lanxi criticize her.

On the contrary, my heart is still warm. May I ask which mother-in-law can be as good as Su Lanxi.

Like a little daughter-in-law, Qian Hehua mischievously admitted her mistake to Su Lanxi and said, "I'm sorry, mother, I won't dare in the future."

Su Lanxi knew from her appearance that this guy would commit crimes again in the future.

But I still forgave her and said: "It's good to know that you are wrong, and don't be reckless in the future."

Qian Hehua nodded obediently like a little rabbit: "Yeah."

Su Lanxi looked at the appearance of the second daughter-in-law, she became more and more lively after confinement, not as dead as when she was pregnant with the child.

After the sweet-scented osmanthus cake cooled, Qian Hehua picked up a piece and took a bite.

His eyes widened in an instant, and he said to Su Lanxi with a look of surprise: "Mmm, mother, this pastry is too delicious.

Fragrant and sweet, soft and glutinous, and there is a scent of flowers.

Our sweet-scented osmanthus cake is a success! "

Su Lanxi also picked up a piece and put it in his mouth to taste.

It tastes similar to the one she made in the small kitchen, and it looks pretty good.

Su Lanxi nodded while eating, "Well, the taste is almost the same.

You can make this sweet-scented osmanthus cake so well for the first time, it seems that you have a talent for making pastries! "

Qian Hehua saw that her mother praised her, lowered her head slightly, blushed and said: "Hey, isn't this what mother taught me?
If there is no mother, I may not be able to make such a good pastry. "

"Hey, why are you being modest, you did a good job, mother just told you what to do?
You can do it well once, but you must know that some people can't do it well several times.

That doesn't mean you're great. "

Qian Hehua was very happy, her mother-in-law was the only one besides grandma who said she was excellent.

Su Lanxi stuffed the last bit of pastry into her mouth, and said to Qian Hehua: "Hehua, do you want to learn how to make pastries, my mother can teach you all the pastries she can make.

How about it, do you want to think about it. "

Hearing what her mother-in-law said, Qian Hehua felt excited: "Mother, is what you said true?

You are willing to teach me the art of pastry making. "

"Yeah, of course, I'm sure."

Qian Hehua burst into tears instantly, covering her chest with both hands, trying to calm down her excited heart.

You have to know which family's parents-in-law don't teach their sons and grandsons when they have a craft, but her mother-in-law actually wants to teach her daughter-in-law, an outsider.

"Mother, you are really the best mother-in-law. From today on, you are my mother, my own mother. Woooo~"

Seeing Qian Hehua talking, Su Lanxi began to cry.

He hurried over to coax her and said, "Okay, don't cry, be happy, think about how you will make so many delicious snacks by yourself in the future, will you feel a sense of accomplishment in your heart?"

Qian Hehua thought about it in her heart, um, mother is right, stop crying, be happy, today is a good day.

Then Su Lanxi went to the house and took a yellow book of snacks for Qian Hehua.

"Here, this is the book that my mother finally bought from the peddler.

It looks a bit old, and my mother's sweet-scented osmanthus cake was learned here.

Take a good look, there are many pastries that my mother has never seen before.

You study hard, my mother is waiting to eat the pastry you made. "

Qian Hehua solemnly took the book from Su Lanxi's hand.

That book is very old, and I don't know what it has gone through.

(End of this chapter)