This Nie Jingtian is really a little angry, although he and Miss Nie were born by the same mother, but there is a very big gap in all aspects such as dealing with people and things.

Song Xinshu quietly waited for Miss Nie to finish eating, and returned to the kitchen with the lunch box, making new pastries in the kitchen, and Mama Li asked someone to bring milk to be used halfway.

Looking at the fresh milk, Song Xinshu's mood was slightly better.

The days of making this kind of pastry are very fast, and with all the ingredients available, Song Xinshu has only made many types.

The pastries that I had in my heart were made like this, and Song Xinshu was very happy.

In her spare time, Song Xinshu used a booklet to record the delicious food she made, and even, in this house, pastries have become a pleasure for everyone after dinner.

The popular pastries in Hufu have made Song Xinshu's status higher and higher, and even sometimes, some people will come to ask for advice.

Song Xinshu's small life was prosperous, and when he couldn't think of any other techniques for making pastries, Song Xinshu was looking for a place, sleeping under the tree, and eating something else.

The days passed in a mess, Song Xinshu suddenly felt that life was not too challenging, and Nie Jingtian was not so abrasive, and he stayed away from her.

Song Xinshu sat bored under the tree, yawning, Miss Nie's appetite has not been very good recently, and pastries have not been eaten very often, but Song Xinshu's rhythm has not been broken, and the pastries made are distributed to the big guys and let them provide some advice.

Song Xinshu is like doing a questionnaire record in the past, I don't know when, this can really be used.

Originally, there were many gaps in the recipe and production techniques, but now it seems that the pastry making still needs to be adjusted according to the appetite of the locals.

"Song Xinshu, this doesn't taste very good!" An uncle who stir-fried vegetables talked to Song Xinshu.

Holding a horseshoe cake in his hand is small and delicate, but the tooth mark on it is a little different from the chestnut cake.

"Uncle, what do you think you owe?" Song Xinshu asked humbly, the pen in his hand was ready to go.

Uncle Stir-fry shook his head, this made him comment, and he really didn't know how to express it, but in terms of taste, it was really light and didn't taste anything.

The uncle looked at Song Xinshu embarrassedly, and then looked at the things in his hand: "With all due respect, did you forget to add sugar to this pastry?" ”

Song Xinshu looked at this pastry and frowned, in her impression, this pastry should have been sweetened, but when the uncle said this, she actually had some weakness.

Cut off a small part with a knife and taste it carefully, the taste is indeed a little light, and the sugar is a little less.

Song Xinshu carefully looked at the things accumulated in the book, it turned out that the people in this place ate more heavy tastes, and most of them did not have the concept of less salt and less sugar in modern times.

Documenting this important place is probably a remarkable discovery, right? Song Xinshu happily looked at the plate of pastries in front of her, carefully adjusting her appetite.

When she was the most focused, the celebrity next to Mama Li walked over with a cup.

"Miss Song, please make this cup of milk into a milk cake." The little girl put down the contents of the tray and turned to leave.

Looking at the milk on the tray, Song Xinshu smiled. What new tricks can you spit out with this milk this time?

Song Xinshu whipped the eggs, then mixed the milk with the eggs and put them in a simple oven that had recently been made by a blacksmith, and after a while, the milk cake inside swelled up and became a cupcake-like finished product.

Looking at the finished product, it can be handled, but I always feel that there are shortcomings, Song Xinshu sighed, it would be nice if there could be chocolate, but how could there be such a thing as chocolate at this time.

Song Xinshu shook his head helplessly, as if he was a bit of an idiot talking about a dream.

But it's okay to replace it with something, Song Xinshu found some raisins and other things from the kitchen and carefully sprinkled them on them.

After some decoration, the cake looked particularly beautiful Song Xinshu couldn't bear her current mood, and was ready to serve the cake for them to see.

"Hurry up, Miss Song, I heard that a member of the staff came from outside and wanted to taste the pastries you made." Miss Nie's personal maid hurriedly ran in, this matter is extremely important to them, listening to the current tone, they know that this original flavor is a heavyweight.

Song Xinshu, who had experienced a big occasion, was not afraid of this kind of thing at all, but asked in an orderly manner: "Don't worry, you can make it clear, does he have anything he doesn't eat, or something to avoid eating or something like that." ”

Song Xinshu asked in great detail, for fear that something like last time would happen again, and each person's hobbies are different, so try not to let yourself step on the thunder.

"I just listened to what they said, not too sweet, and I don't know the rest." After the little maid finished speaking, she looked at Song Xinshu with a blank look, and there was no follow-up.

Song Xinshu nodded, he hoped to understand their needs, the box of cakes that had just been made should be able to be used as a dessert.

"You take this away first, and I'll make some new ones." Song Xinshu said in an orderly manner, and entrusted all the plates of cakes to this little girl.

The maid who was carefully holding the cake didn't dare to move a step on the road, for fear that if she accidentally spilled the cake on the ground, it would be difficult for her to make a difference, but she was really afraid of something, Nie Jingtian shook a fan and walked towards this side leisurely.

The little maid saw Nie Jingtian, today it was like a monkey seeing a cat, and she couldn't avoid it, but Nie Jingtian had already set his eyes on the high point in his hand, every time it was in this Song Xin book, here in a big heel, this time, he must have raised his eyebrows.

Without saying a word, he knocked over the tray in the little girl's hand, and when he saw the pastries scattered all over the ground, Nie Jingtian couldn't help but step on them a few times, and saw that everything was dirty, and even some places were rotten, so his heart was barely comfortable.

"If he asks, then you will report my name, I still don't believe in a dignified young master of Nie Mansion, and let him be a little girl to occupy it." Nie Jingtian said with a righteous face, but he didn't expect to cry the little maid next to him.

"Young master, do you know who this plate of pastries is for?" Simple words could no longer express the anger in his heart, and the little maid simply sat on the ground and cried.

Just when the two were arguing, Song Xinshu walked over with another pastry, but as soon as she saw Nie Jingtian, she knew that nothing good was going to happen.

After getting closer, I saw the scattered high points on the ground, and Song Xinshu, who was beating the eggs with his hands, was so angry that the pastries that took about three hours to finish were destroyed by him so easily.

"Nie Jingtian, can you respect others?" Song Xinshu's tone of voice was very serious, and the anger in his heart continued to rise.

Even if she is just a maid now, but the young lady has a little face to speak of Song Xinshu, turn around and see what this Nie Jingtian is?

"Bring these pastries over and don't miss any more things." Song Xinshu handed over this new plate of pastries to the little maid.

When he saw that there was almost no one around, Song Xinshu lay on Nie Jingtian's ear and said a few words softly, and Nie Jingtian immediately stared at her with high spirits, ignoring her for a minute.

Looking at the lately arrived pastries, Miss Nie didn't know what to do, but he could probably understand in his heart that something must be wrong.

"My lord, try it, this pastry is unique to our house, as long as you finish this house, it will be difficult to eat this taste." Miss Nie praised, she really hasn't seen a woman who can do these things, this Song Xinshu is really a talent.

As soon as he put the pastry in his mouth, he found that the taste of this thing was really unusual, and the delicious feeling bloomed in the taste buds, which was really wonderful, and even the more he ate, the more aftertaste, he even had crooked thoughts.

"I wonder if Miss Nie can lend her to us? Guaranteed to be returned to you in a few days. As soon as the staff finished speaking, Song Xinshu walked in with small steps.

"I'm really sorry to keep you waiting, this high point is what I just made, you can taste it." Song Xinshu said very kindly, his appearance and personality are good.

Song Xinshu made them suddenly so worried that they had to borrow Song Xinshu for use, but after borrowing, I am afraid it will be more than just making pastries.

Seeing that he was thrown away by them like a thing, Song Xinshu felt quite uncomfortable in his heart, and he didn't know why, at this moment he felt that he was really a maid.

"I'm sorry, if you really want to eat, you can get what you want to eat from here, but I'm old and young, and I'm not very suitable, so I really don't have the energy to travel so far." Song Xinshu hurriedly explained, for fear that they would not be able to take advantage of any loopholes.

As soon as they heard that Song Xinshu had a family, those people scratched their ears and cheeks, not to mention how much they should respond in their hearts, but in the face of such a lovely girl, it is already negligible whether they have been married or not.

Song Xinshu's eyes looked at the outsider, and there was an unnatural light flashing in the outsider's eyes, which made her feel a sense of crisis.