Chapter Eighty-Six: Tracking
Especially this month, there are many things in the store, but fortunately, it is not as sensational as the last time the woman came to make trouble, but it is easy to solve.
Mu Li didn't pay much attention to it, she only regarded these as stumbling blocks in the process of her own entrepreneurial journey, or that kind of small gravel, why did she affect her mood for such a big thing.
So Mu Li except for helping the little guy in the store to do things all day long, the rest of the time is counting money until he is soft, and developing new products until he is bald.
Fortunately, the various peculiar pastries handed down by the ancestors are dazzling in the 21st century, and you can buy many different desserts when you enter a cake shop at will.
She thought to herself, this era seems to have never appeared in history books, it should be an alternate world only in novels, which should not affect the development of events later, and gradually become more at ease.
Taking advantage of today's good weather, Mu Li was busy in the store for a while, and then went to the street, seeing that she was in a hurry, she should have known where to go.
"That's not the proprietress of Yixiangfang." Song Qingzheng was going to the teahouse to drink tea, he sat in front of the window, and when he looked down, he could see the scene outside.
Mu Li was dressed in goose yellow clothes, and she was clearly married to a wife, but she still looked like a little girl, and her whole body was smart and lively.
Song Qing was a little stunned, and he couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment.
"Miss, are we going to buy something today?" Qing Kite looked puzzled, tilted her head and asked Mu Li.
After making pastries for so long, the most important thing in the palace is the ingredients for making these, but today Mu Li deliberately withdrew from the store, just to go out, which inevitably made Qing Kite think that there would be a big battle.
"Make milk tea." The corners of Mu Li's mouth were slightly hooked, and his expression was quite confident.
"Milk tea?" When the green kite heard about this thing for the first time, how could he understand Mu Li's meaning.
"Yes, when the time comes, when I succeed in making it, I'll be the first to taste it." Mu Li casually put his hand on the shoulder of the green kite, like a dashing man.
The green kite was taken aback by Mu Li's action.
Although Mu Li has never loved to be a master and servant with her, Qing Kite still knows her identity, and silently remembers Mu Li's kindness to her in her heart. Like Mu Li, treating the maid like a friend, the daughter who dares to put a ride on the maid's shoulder on the street is a rare encounter in a thousand years.
was also shocked by Song Qing.
At this time, Song Qingzheng followed behind her, and wherever Mu left, Song Qing followed.
Naturally, he didn't want to follow Mu Li and do bad things. It's just that the business of Yixiangfang is getting better and better these days, but I can't pay the difference here. Just take a look at what Mu Li needs to make pastries on weekdays, and it would be best if he could find a breakthrough from here.
Song Qing has taken over for a long time, and he thinks he has worked hard to think about it. The fundamental reason why Mu Li can do a good job in business is still in the pastries he sells.
Except for Yixiangfang, not all of the pastry shops in the capital sell the same thing. Only the pastries of Yixiangfang have never been seen elsewhere, and no matter how much they take them back and study them, they can't make them.
Song Qing was curious about how Mu Li's little girl could have a pair of skillful hands and create all kinds of pastries.
Mu Li took the green kite into an omnivorous shop, bought some tapioca flour, and went back to the palace leisurely.
didn't find anything, so Song Qing pounced.
"Miss, what do we want tapioca flour for?" The green kite couldn't help but be curious. If you think about it carefully, Mu Li has never used tapioca flour to make pastries. The green kite only thinks that this thing is only used when stir-frying, and as for the dessert, the green kite can't imagine it anyway.
"Make pearls." Mu Li swayed, because he was in a good mood, he even walked a lot briskly.
"Pearls? What pearls? After hearing Mu Li's answer, the green kite was even more puzzled.
"I'm going to make bubble tea, and tapioca flour is used to make pearls." Mu Li smiled, quite a sense of accomplishment.
Anyway, she is the only one who has crossed over, and Mu Li knows much more than ordinary people. However, being able to use these to make money and make the people around him happy, Mu Li also felt that it was worth it.
There are eight treasure ducks, cute green kites and handsome husbands, think about it carefully, it's good to stay here.
At first, Mu Li felt that it was boring without a mobile phone and computer, but now he only feels that there are endless things to do every day, even if he is not careful and travels back to the 21st century, these pies on his body should be worth a lot of money if they are sold.
Mu Li fell into the eyes of money, and he just wanted to get rich.
When he went back to the palace, Mu Li asked Qing Kite to take the tapioca flour to the kitchen, and he went to Chu Lingyi's study first.
Last time, she asked Chu Lingyi for help and asked for something, but she didn't know if Chu Lingyi was going to arrive. Mu Li was a little worried, and even when he knocked on the door, he was apprehensive.
"Come in." Chu Lingyi's voice is gentle and clean, and it is very good.
Think about it, even a professional voice actor like Mu Li will praise Chu Lingyi's voice when he hears it, if he also becomes a voice actor, just by relying on his original voice, Mu Li feels that he can make a fortune.
"Thank you, thank you!" As soon as Mu Li pushed open the door, he saw two small kegs of milky white liquid on the desk, Mu Li happily stepped forward and took a look to confirm that this was the milk he wanted!
Chu Lingyi looked at Mu Li intently, and suddenly couldn't cry or laugh. Standing here with such a big person, two small buckets of milk can't compare.
The frontiers near the steppes depend on cattle and sheep for their livelihood, and in order to survive, their milk is sent to all countries. Since many people are not used to drinking it, they feel that there is a fishy smell in the milk.
Therefore, the milk that the frontier pays tribute every year is kept in the ice storage until it is broken, and when Mu Li asked Chu Lingyi for it, Chu Lingyi was still very surprised.
Is there anyone still asking for this thing?
So much so that Chu Lingyi asked Chu Ziheng for milk after going to court this morning, and Chu Ziheng asked his personal father-in-law to take Chu Lingyi to the ice warehouse without thinking about it, saying that he would give Chu Lingyi as much as he could.
I didn't expect Mu Li to treat it as a treasure after seeing it, strange, really strange.
"What do you suddenly want it to do?" Chu Lingyi was puzzled, and then asked Mu Li again.
In fact, when Mu Li asked him if he could help find milk, Chu Lingyi had already asked, and at that time, Mu Li sold Guanzi and only said that Yixiangfang needed it.
"You'll find out tomorrow." Mu Li raised his head slightly, looking confident.
Chu Lingyi believed in Mu Li, and he found out from the beginning that Mu Li didn't know what he had in his head, and he often had some whimsical ideas, which ordinary people might never think of in their lifetime.
Since the ingredients are complete, everything is ready, and it is only up to Mu Li to operate it himself.
She still vaguely remembers that she often drinks milk tea outside, and her mother feels that it is not clean, so she makes milk tea for her to drink. With this memory, it should work.