Qiao Nuo sighed, changed his smile and said to Mama Wang: "Mama, you wait a minute to try if the sweet potato cakes I made are delicious, and then compare them with those exquisite pastries in your palace, if they are good, I will put them in the store to sell." ”

In the moment of sighing just now, she had already thought of a countermeasure, and the sweet potatoes were so cheap here, so she could use this to buy the sweet potatoes of the common people, make them all into pastries and desserts, and sell them in the pastry shop.

With Mr. Le's name and Qin Mo's wealth to join, it is natural that someone will buy it in order to convince them.

When the audience is wide, she monopolizes these sweet potato channels, so that those people can't buy them if they want to.

Thinking of this, Qiao Nuo suddenly became happy, and he worked harder.

She first picked up the dried gourd scoop, pressed all the peeled sweet potatoes into a puree, and then put in an appropriate amount of white sugar and sweet potato puree to mix evenly.

Pour in the yeast powder that has been dissolved in the water and mix well, and then add the flour little by little until the sweet potato flour dough is rubbed until it does not stick to your hands.

Finally, she took a clean cloth and wet it on top of the tile cover, and began to wake up.

Ready for these, as soon as Qiao Luo asked Mama Wang to take a rest, she was also ready to go and sleep for a quarter of an hour.

For her, it's just a matter of taking a nap.

As soon as he walked out of the kitchen door, Ah Shan was holding a plate containing an onion meat pie.

This is what he snatched from Mr. Le's claws.

"Something?" Jono glanced down at the pie, her stomach was full and she didn't want to eat it.

"That, that, Miss Joe, can I take this meat pie back for the kitten?" Ah Shan knows that kittens like to eat meat pies the most, especially this onion filling.

"Yes." What did Jono think he was doing? It turned out that it was going to be given to the kitten to eat, "Why didn't you say it earlier?" I'll do more of what you said earlier, and let you take it back. ”

"No, just one." Ah Shan was quick, and as soon as he responded, he put the pie into the paper bag that had been prepared a long time ago, and then handed the plate to the hand of Millet who happened to pass by, and ran away.

"Hey...... Wait for ......"

Qiao Nuo wanted to ask him to wait for a while, wait for the sweet potato cakes to be ready, and bring them back together, but Ah Shan had already run away and disappeared.

Ah Shan returned to the palace and was about to look for the kitten, when he passed by the main hall, Qin Mo, who was sitting inside, shouted.

"Ahsan."

Qin Mo thought that there was something wrong with his sense of smell, how could he smell the aroma of onion meat pie.

Ah Shan stopped and turned back, but his hand was still in his pocket.

He wanted to keep the meat pie hot and not cool down so quickly.

"Lord Wang."

Qin Mo stared at Ah Shan's hand, "What are you carrying in your arms?" ”

Shan: "......"

Ah Shan turned around to make a pot of tea, and Qin Mo had already eaten and wiped the onion meat pie and licked his fingers.

Qin Mo took the tea and took a sip, glanced at Ah Shan's face with resentment, and then at his bulging belly, feeling even more depressed.

He left Qiao Nuo in the palace, and he didn't see her cook a meal for himself for a few days, why did he go to the general's mansion and cook the next day?

And he also made his favorite onion meat pie, this familiar taste, familiar texture, really made him want to cry.

Ah Shan made Qin Mo feel furious in his heart, and unconsciously took a step back.

Qin Mo snorted heavily, and his eyes returned to their usual coldness, "Why did you go to the General's Mansion to eat?" ”

"Didn't you ask me to guard over there, Lord Wang?"