After picking up the daughter of the lucky star, the whole village prospered

Upon hearing this, Yingbao couldn't help but look at the fat shopkeeper Qiu.

Chubby face with mustache, eyes narrowed into Mira Buddha, his face is kind, but he is a shrewd person, and he caught his own big brother in one glance.

However, the eldest brother is indeed not young, he will be eighteen after the new year, and if he doesn't find a wife, his uncle may die in a hurry.

She tugged on the big brother's sleeve and winked at him.

Seeing that the hall brother ignored him, he had no choice but to say to Shopkeeper Qiu: "I go to your house to learn how to make pastries. Uncle Qiu really doesn't mind?"

Qiu Fugui smiled and said, "Little lady, I'm joking, my neighbors in the neighborhood also make dim sum, so don't worry about it."

"Then I'll go to your house to have a look." Ying Bao bent her eyes and said with a smile, "I'm just going to pay a visit to Auntie Qiu."

I probably didn't hide the fact that I stole my teacher from the piercing eyes of the lady, so it doesn't seem good not to say it.

"Welcome." Qiu Fugui looked at Jiang Cheng eagerly again: "Brother Jiang, why don't you go together."

Jiang Cheng nodded helplessly, and cupped his hands towards Qiu Fugui: "Then disturb the shopkeeper Qiu."

So, Jiang Quan stayed to watch the house, and Jiang Cheng and his little cousin got into the donkey cart of the shopkeeper Qiu and went to Qiu's house.

On the way, Jiang Cheng went to buy a few packs of candied fruit to take with him as gifts.

Shopkeeper Qiu didn't stop him, he smiled and looked at the young man the whole time, the more he looked at him, the more he liked him, thinking he was as handsome and sensible as he was when he was young.

In front of Rongfuji pastry shop, Yingbao got off the carriage with Brother Datang.

Qiu Fugui happily led the siblings to the backyard, not forgetting to tell the boy in the shop to pick some snacks and send them to the backyard.

"Rong'er, Rong'er! There are guests, let's have some tea!" Before entering the main room, Qiu Fugui started calling.

"Come on!" With a crisp answer, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl in red came out from the back room with the curtain lifted.

As soon as he moved his eyes, he saw a handsome young man in a plain robe standing in the yard, he couldn't help being startled, he quickly covered half of his face with his sleeve, and quietly looked at the person coming.

Qiu Fugui smiled and said, "Rong'er, this is the shopkeeper of Jiangji Specialty Shop, who has business dealings with our family, come over here soon."

Only then did Qiu Rong put down her sleeves, and politely bowed to Jiang Chengfu: "Wanfu, shopkeeper Jiang."

Jiang Cheng resisted the urge to run away, and reluctantly returned a salute.

Qiu Fugui has been paying attention to Jiang Cheng's performance, seeing that he didn't even look at his daughter, he was both relieved and disappointed.

Could it be that Mr. Jiang Xiaolang looks down on his daughter?
Impossible, although his daughter is not considered to be an all-powerful girl, she is still a pretty little lady, why doesn't he even raise her eyelids?

Qiu Fugui had no choice but to introduce Yingbao to his daughter again: "This is Shopkeeper Jiang's younger sister, her name is...well, what's the name of the young lady?"

"My name is Jiang Yingbao, Sister Rong Wanfu." Yingbao bowed to Qiu Rong in a dignified way.

Qiu Rong took her hand and said with a smile, "Sister Yingbao, please come and sit with me."

Qiu Fugui also dragged Jiang Cheng into the house.

Not long after, the boy sent an assortment box, which contained several kinds of pastries and fruits, as well as his family's most famous three-color bean paste crisp.

This bean paste cake is a three-color filling made of red bean paste, mung bean paste and chestnut powder. It is crispy on the outside and waxy on the inside, sweet and delicious, and very delicious.

Qiu Rong brought tea, poured tea for Jiang Cheng and Ying Bao herself, and then sat on the side talking to Ying Bao.

Qiu Fugui also pretended to chat with Jiang Cheng, making indirect remarks from time to time, and finally found out the situation of Jiang's family clearly.

When he heard that Jiang's family was a farmer, all the children in the family had gone to school, and Jiang's third uncle was still the head of the village, Qiu Fugui was even more satisfied, and wished to find a matchmaker to talk to Jiang Cheng right away.

To be able to be the head of the village, the Jiang family must be a highly respected family in the local area, and they are also second-class or first-class farmers.

My own daughter is married, not to mention rich and powerful, at least she won't go hungry.

Soon Qiu Fugui's wife, Aunt Qiu, also came, holding a five or six-year-old boy in her hand.

"Oh, this is shopkeeper Jiang, what a rare customer." Aunt Qiu looks exactly like her husband, with a fat body and a round face, and her eyes narrow into crescents when she smiles.

Jiang Cheng hurriedly got up and saluted: "Ms. Qiu, I'm interrupting you."

"Why don't you bother me? When you come, our house will be full of brilliance. Sit down quickly." Aunt Qiu turned her eyes from her daughter and Jiang Cheng, saw Ying Bao again, and smiled more kindly: "This is not Ying Bao. Little lady Bao, come here, let the aunt have a look."

Ying Bao obediently bowed to her: "Blessings, auntie."

Aunt Qiu pulled her towards her and praised her, "Miss Yingbao is getting more and more beautiful, just like the little fairy boy in the painting, hey, if only you were my daughter."

She pulled her son beside her, and said with a smile: "Together is a golden boy and a jade girl under the constellation of Laoshou."

Ying Bao glanced at Jin Tong who was sniffing his nose, and his eyelids twitched.

Jin Tong showed her a big smile, sucked the snot that was dragging to his mouth, and said, "Sister Yingbao."

"Golden boy..." Yingbao really couldn't pronounce the word "brother" for a boy who was as old as her.

That's right, this boy's name is Jin Tong, he is the only son of the Chou family, I saw him at the door of his shop last time, he was squatting under a tree by the door and poking ants with a small stick.

Qiu Fugui secretly winked at his wife and said, "Yingbao wants to learn how to make our new pastries, so you can take her to have a look." He also wanted to let his daughter and Jiang Cheng get along alone.

Aunt Qiu understood, and immediately asked Yingbao, "My family has a new cake, do you want to go and have a look?"

Ying Bao immediately nodded: "I'm going, thank you, Aunt Qiu."

Not everyone can enter the kitchen of the Chou family pastry shop. The last time they came to discuss business with the Chou family, Dani Erni and Jiang Quan were not allowed to enter. Only I was allowed to go in by Aunt Qiu because of my young age, and watched for a long time .

So, Aunt Qiu took Yingbao's youngest son to the kitchen.

From a long distance, you can smell the sweet fragrance from the kitchen, which makes your mouth water.

Two or three women were busy in the kitchen, about 40 to [-] years old, all of them were helpers hired by the enemy.

Aunt Qiu brought her to an old lady: "Sister-in-law Xue, teach Yingbao how to make crispy milk cake."

Sister-in-law Xue agreed, and glanced at the little girl, feeling a little murmured in her heart.

Teaching such a young child how to make pastries, I don't know if she can remember it.

But don't worry about her, the boss asks me to teach, it's not that complicated.

Since you are teaching pastry making, you must start from scratch, and every step must not be left behind.

Aunt Xue took out a few big steamed buns and told Yingbao: "Peel off the skin of the steamed buns first, and make crispy skin later."

Yingbao followed her advice and went to wash her hands to peel off the buns with Aunt Xue.

After peeling off the skins of several steamed buns, Aunt Xue cut them into small pieces, then poured them into a clean iron pan, and fried them to dry up the water to make them crispy.

Take out these crispy steamed buns, put them in a plaque to cool, then pour them on the panel, cover them with gauze, and crush them with a rolling pin.

The crushed steamed buns have to be sieved again with a flour sieve to sift out the rough ones and leave the fine ones for later use.

Asking for a monthly pass, on the last day of the month, if you have a spare monthly pass, please give it to me for a long time, thank you!