The rich cook: love you has a deep set of rules

Xiaomei is very savvy and patient. After baking four or five times, she has mastered the key to the heat.

The baked cloud cake has a brown skin and is slightly crisp. It is very soft and sweet inside. It melts in the mouth.

Everyone loves it, but they can't even say it will sell well.

Bai Qianqian picked up five or six pieces and put them away. Naturally, they were kept for Zhao Bin.

After that, she broke a piece and ate it slowly.

"The materials used in this cloud cake are not valuable. It's rare. Here are some key tips.

Buy some yellow paper and red paper in the city tomorrow and engrave a seal.

After that, there will be a package of cloud cakes every eight pieces, wrapped in yellow paper, covered with red paper and covered with the words "Bai's pastry in our home".

The price is calculated according to 50 Wen a bag, and slowly make a name. Our family has become a time-honored brand. "

Fifty?

Everyone listened with a grin. Three Wen, one bag Zi, and meat.

These snacks cost fifty Wen. It's really not cheap.

"Girl, is it a little expensive? Will someone buy it?"

Liu Yufang hesitated and advised.

Bai Qianqian was not afraid and should say.

"Let iron eggs. When you sell steamed stuffed buns in the city, share the cake with those students who buy meat steamed stuffed buns or rich servants.

This cloud cake is easy to crack and soft. It is most suitable for children and the elderly.

Anyone who loves children and is filial to the elderly is naturally the most willing to pay money.

Besides, the mung bean cake in the snack shop is 30 Wen a kilo.

Our cloud cake is much more delicious than mung bean cake. Why can't we sell it? "

Liu Yufang and others thought that it was also such a truth and restored some confidence.

Bai Qianqian said so. In fact, he was a little uneasy in his heart.

In the evening, Zhao Bin came back early and was immediately pulled by her as a taster.

Zhao Bin took a mouthful of cloud cake and his eyes lit up.

"This heart is good. It's soft and sweet. It's suitable for old people and children."

"Oh, that's what I said. I'm afraid I can't sell it. Why don't you see who her daughter is!

Hum, don't worry about any chef in the world. He will do it. I don't know.

But I will, and neither will they! "

Bai Qianqian was so proud that his chin was lifted and he looked like the rising sun.

It is completely different from the implicit tenderness of women nowadays, but it is printed in Zhao Bin's eyes and even in his heart.

"Cough!" a mouthful of cloud cake stuck in his throat and forgot to swallow it, so that he coughed.

Bai Qianqian quickly helped pour the tea and handed it over. "What's the panic? No one robbed you."

"That's not necessarily true. What you eat in my stomach is mine.

Otherwise, it's impossible to say who's in the end.

Always start first! "

Zhao Bin spoke slowly, and Bai Qianqian was a little uncomfortable with the light in his eyes.

No matter how nervous she was, she realized that these words were not just talking about cloud cake.

Just when she didn't know how to answer, Zhao Bin suddenly withdrew his eyes and ate up the cloud cake.

Finally, he asked, "how are you going to sell this cloud cake? Do you want to sell it to the snack shop or consignment?"

Bai Qianqian took back his mind and replied.

"Consignment first, and let iron egg and others publicize that the freshly baked one is more sweet.

See if someone can come to customize and pull a few single steamed buns.

Of course, it's even better to be able to connect red and white things to the stove. "

Zhao Bin nodded. For business, Bai Qianqian has always arranged well, even worse than some high-ranking and large-scale managers who specialize in business.

"If you need my help, feel free to say."

"Ha ha, just wait for your words." Bai Qianqian immediately caught the free labor.

The ingredients of cloud cake are simple, and the production process is not complicated. Knocking on the door is to send the batter.

In the daytime, Bai Qianqian took Xiaomei and almost broke her arm. Only then did she bake dozens of cloud cakes.

It's not bad for the heat and utensils, but the batter is not enough.

Zhao Bin took the initiative to send it to the door. He is so young and strong. Of course, Bai Qianqian can't let go.

So, in the dark night, the strange crackling sound in the kitchen of Bai's house continued until the third watch

The next morning, Zhao Bin drove the carriage into the city. Unexpectedly, he took a whip in his left hand. It was really strange.

Iron eggs had known him for a long time. They pushed the car aside and joked loudly.

"Brother Zhao, what did you play last night? Did you hurt your right hand?"

Zhao Bin rolled his eyes and pointed the whip on the iron egg's head.

"Smelly boy, you don't have all the hair. You just learn to talk like others, don't you?

Tell your mother tomorrow that you don't learn well outside. "

"Oh, brother Zhao, I'm wrong!

I thought you were too tired to play with ice cream... "

Iron egg still has to defend. Zhao Bin has trotted away with the carriage.

More than ten baskets of gold cakes were loaded on the car and sent to the town. He had to rush into the city.

Iron eggs pushed the car and trotted after them.

In the cage drawer on the trolley, the steamed stuffed bun is half cooked, emitting white steam and faint fragrance.

A beautiful day has begun again!

In Bai's yard, Xiaomei is rejoicing at a bucket full of batter.

"Oh, master, who made this batter? It saves time today."

"Ha ha, brother Zhao helped me fight last night.

Let's bake more stoves today and let iron eggs take them to the city to sell them tomorrow. "

Bai qianhun waved his hand carelessly and began to add firewood and preheat the oven.

Xiaomei subconsciously glanced at the next door and thought of what my mother had said to her. A touch of gloom flashed across her eyes.

But then she perked up and took over the work.

"Master, you go to dinner and I'll burn it first."

"Well, it's the same as yesterday. Just burn a stick of incense."

There are many steamed stuffed buns today. Aunt Wang and aunt Rong came early. Liu Yufang also left them for breakfast.

Old and young people get together, but it's also lively.

After dinner, Bai Qianqian began to bake cloud cake.

I can't say. When Aunt Rong and Aunt Wang went back, they got another share.

There are two Wangs, but there are four Rongs. The extra two are filial to ronglizheng.

This season, it is early winter. At noon, there are light snow and flowers.

Bai's yard is full of sweet smell.

The iron eggs and other boys who just came back were twitching their noses and laughing around the oven.

Bai Qianqian gave them a taste while it was hot.

Finally, I asked you to understand the price of this cloud cake, highlighting that it is suitable for the elderly and children, and it is the best just out of the stove.

Iron eggs are extremely precious. They eat small mouthfuls and are not willing to swallow them all at once.

They often walk around the city, and now they are half a local snake.

As soon as they discussed with each other, they chose the place to sell snacks, and even the shouting lyrics came out.

The next morning, a boy took two more packs of cloud cakes and came back at noon.

Not only did they sell out, but they also brought several orders.

Bai Qianqian was also happy. One person gave them five Wen more for their hard work.

Xiaomei was even more happy. "Master, let's bake more ovens of cloud cakes today."

Bai Qianqian nodded, but remembering to stir the batter, she couldn't help her arm ache.