The guy brought the plate and held it aside, waiting for his boss to put the dim sum on the plate, waiting, waiting, looking up, his boss was in a daze, stunned.

Due to the angle, the guy only saw the lid of the rattan basket standing diagonally in front of his eyes, blocking his view, but the unstoppable fragrance hit his nose, and the guy who was used to seeing delicious pastries drooled.

"And Uncle, and this box." Mu Qingqiu was very satisfied with Hefu's reaction, and the more surprised Hefu was, the more it showed the success of her pastry making.

In fact, it is just a homemade walnut crisp with some animal oil and a little milk.

And also? He Fu chuckled in his heart, and followed Mu Qingqiu's guidance to see another rattan basket open in front of him.

In the rattan basket, pieces of brown and crispy crust are vivid, and small pastries of different shapes are vividly displayed.

A moment later, in the inner house of Xiangshuyuan, Mu Qingqiu, Jifu, and Wang Chunlan sat around the charcoal basin, and on the small low table between them was a crooked-mouthed celadon teapot and a few teacups of the same color, and the tea in the teacups was fragrant.

He Fu and Wang Chunlan stared at the two empty plates on the small table with unfinished eyes.

"Hee-hee, it's delicious." Mu Qingqiu's milky voice made Mu Qingqiu laugh, Wang Chunlan also giggled, but Ji Fu stared at him unsatisfied.

Hefu was very depressed, as soon as the two rattan baskets of pastries brought by Mu Qingqiu were on the table, they were robbed by their youngest son, as if they had never eaten, and wanted to admonish, but Wang Chunlan said: "It's rare that everyone likes it, let him eat it!" ”

He Fu and Wang Chunlan have two sons and a daughter, the eldest son is studying in the county, the daughter saw the age of the kiss, and was sent to the Shuwan Pavilion in the county to learn etiquette rules by the rich couple, and the two of them are full of energy to find a good in-law for their daughter.

He Fu and Wang Chunlan's youngest son is ** years younger than the first pair of brothers and sisters, called He Bufan, and He Bufan is a little older than Mu Qingxuan, five years old.

Five-year-old and extraordinary have been spoiled by his father and mother since he was a child, and his brothers and sisters are hurt, he was really born with a golden key, soaked in a honey pot and raised, although he is two years older than Mu Qingxuan, he maintains the innocence and simplicity of a young child, and plays with Mu Qingxuan, but Mu Qingxuan is polite to him like a little brother.

Seeing the fragrance of his son's food, he was happy but also a little depressed.

Is it rare for anyone to like it? Oh, yes! Rare? How rare!

The owner of the No. 1 Crispy Garden in Guyang Town, he can't even satisfy his son's appetite? It just happened to be defeated in the pastry, and the person who won him was a seemingly ignorant child, which was really depressing!

"My sister did." Mu Qingxuan's voice, patting his little chest quite proudly, the little guy often follows Mu Qingqiu out, and now he has his own little friends.

Walnut crisp and mimicry biscuits won the love of the rich couple, and the two of them combined to set a sky-high price of five taels per rattan basket.

This is really, Mu Qingqiu's jaw is about to fall to the ground, let's make money and not be so high-profile, right?

Although the number of walnut cakes per rattan basket is large, it is small! The rattan basket with walnut cake is only a little bigger than the rattan basket with persimmon cake, okay! Not much at all!

Mu Qingqiu was speechless for a long time, and he really sighed in his heart, it was difficult to eat wild vegetables when he had no money, and he was satisfied with a penny and a bun. Life is getting better, and a box of pastries can be sold for five taels of silver? This price is more than twice as high as persimmon cake and higher than the price of all the pastries in Xiang Crisp Garden.

After careful consideration, Mu Qingqiu put forward his opinion, the price can be five taels, but people who have never tasted it have to have a chance to try it.

Not everyone is willing to spend five taels of silver on a box of pastries that they don't know what they taste.

As a result, there was an oil-paper bag packaging, each rattan basket contained thirty-two walnut cakes and five taels of silver, and each oil-paper bag contained six one-tael silver.

Because of the small size of the simulated biscuits, Mu Qingqiu directly filled the rattan basket, and Fu weighed it up, the net weight was two catties and eight taels, and if a rattan basket was priced at five taels of silver, one tael of silver could be bought for five or six taels, and several people discussed and decided to put five taels in the oil paper bag.

Coming out of the Crispy Garden, Mu Qingqiu went to Xian Zhai, and when he entered the door, he saw a few beggars shrunk under the wall at the door, their clothes were ragged and their faces were yellow and thin, and Mu Qingqiu's eyebrows couldn't help frowning.

How did these people survive so much under the first snow of winter?

"Oh, Miss Mu is here? Come in, please come in, our shopkeeper just talked about you! "The one who spoke was the work of Xian Wei Zhai, surnamed Yu fifteen or sixteen years old, not tall, thin and very clever.

As soon as Mu Qingqiu entered the door, Zhao Dezhu greeted him with a smile.

One party gives spices, one side gives money, business dealings are just like this, the focus is on the tacit understanding precipitated in getting along.

After finishing the business, Mu Qingqiu took out the walnut crisp and simulated biscuits specially left for Zhao Dezhu, Zhao Dezhu was surprised for a while, and couldn't help but admire again, and he was very envious of Xiang Crisp Garden, and he couldn't wait to open a pastry shop.

The two of them are like old partners in the business field, you and I are very speculative, and before you know it, it has come to the meal.

Zhao Dezhu left Mu Qingqiu's sister and brother to eat, Mu Qingqiu did not shirk, Xian Zhai's meals and Mu Qingqiu's spices, that was the first one, Mu Qingqiu also likes to eat delicious.

After eating, Mu Qingqiu went to visit Li Zhengli again, walking through the streets and alleys, she noticed that there seemed to be more beggars in Guyang Town today than in the past.

The porter of the Li family said that the master was out, but Mu Qingqiu did not stay, only left the prepared walnut crisp and mimic biscuits, and asked the porter to hand them over to Li Zhengli, and he left with his younger brother.

Mu Qingqiu was not in a hurry to go home, she walked to the West Street, where were the most beggars in the past.

Sure enough, at the entrance of West Street, there were many yellow-faced and thin-skinned beggars nested at the base of the sunny wall, and a group of children ran to them when they saw people, repeating in their mouths: Give the stuttering ~~poor and pitiful~~ and so on.

More than a month ago, Mu Qingqiu came to this era, and at that time, how much stronger was the Mu Qingqiu sister and brother than the beggars in front of them?

"Sister, they're hungry!" When Mu Qingqiu was pondering, Mu Qingqiu tugged at her hand, and said in a weak voice, her little face wrinkled.

Mu Qingqiu was stunned for a moment, looked sideways at his younger brother, and gradually the corners of his mouth curled into a deep smile.

In the face of poverty, she fell into the past, but forgot that she is not what she used to be, she will not go hungry, and she has the ability to make more people not hungry. The point is that now is an opportunity for my younger brother to learn the truth of being kind to others.

Thinking of this, Mu Qingqiu asked with a puzzled expression: "Then Xuan'er said, what should we do?" ”

When Mu Qingxuan heard this, he looked at his sister's back basket, and then looked at a group of beggar children, there were pastries and nuts given by Ji Fu in the back basket, and there was also a roast chicken packed by Zhao Dezhu, the roast chicken was roasted in the earthen oven, and the earthen oven was still the idea given by Mu Qingqiu.

"Sister, give them meat to eat." Mu Qingxuan's big eyes were black and white, and he looked at Mu Qingqiu with a very determined expression.