Under Yang Fan's urging, Si Yan picked up the pastries and ate one and drank a sip of water until he tasted them all, "Well, Uncle Yang did a very good job!" It's even better than I made it myself! "She is a master of pastry, and she is much more delicious than when she has nothing to do.

These pastries are made of osmanthus, pear blossom and other floral materials, these pastries are not very sweet to eat, and there is a wisp of floral fragrance in the mouth after eating, which makes people feel refreshed.

It's not something that can be achieved in a day or two. at

When Yang Fan was young, he had a rebellious heart, he felt that why should a big man do these things like a girl, he was beaten and scolded by his father because he resisted his father, and under the persecution of his father, he was reluctant to make pastries and make pastries messy. It wasn't until his grandfather came to enlighten him and let him feel the charm of pastry, and since then he has fallen in love with making pastries, and until now, he has not married a wife and had children, but spends all his time and energy on making pastries, inheriting the family's craftsmanship, and trying to make new pastries......

"These... It's all developed by you. Yang Fan couldn't help but gasp, looking at the young man in front of him with an incredulous expression, he thought that this was something Si Yan had written down from someone else.

It's not like he hasn't tried to make new products himself, but those compared to these are a heaven and an earth, and the teenager in front of him is really shocking! In the future, with the help of Si Yan, his pastries, and his shop will be famous all over the country and even the world, Yang Fan will still look at Si Yan incredulously......

"Yes, no one else knows yet, so Uncle Yang, you are also a pioneer! Uncle Yang, you make it tastes very good, and it will be a new product on the shelves soon! By the way, what else is there that hasn't been made? Si Yan looked at Yang Fan, who had not yet come back to his senses, and asked with a smile.

"You kid! It's fucking amazing! Yang Fan praised it, although his words were a little rude, but he admired it from the bottom of his heart! Now, I've tried so many times and failed, and I don't know what went wrong! Speaking of this, Yang Fan looked sad.

"What does your process look like?" , Yang Fan roughly explained the process.

Si Yan took a bite of the failure, so bitter! After pondering for a while, "If you try the third and fourth processes, the lotus juice should conflict with the raw materials of the second process!" ”

"Think about it! Oh! How could I have forgotten something so important! It's really the other way around! Yang Fan patted his head, he was in too much of a hurry to get it done, how could he forget such an important thing! Boy, you've got you! More powerful than your Uncle Yang! ”

"How can I be as powerful as Uncle Yang! Then Uncle Yang, you do it first, it's almost time for me to go see Grandpa! Si Yan looked at his phone, it was time to go.

"Just your boy's sweet mouth! Okay, let's go first! We'll have to talk about these pastries another day! Yang Fan patted Si Yan's shoulder dotingly, this kid is cold-faced and hot-hearted, remembering that when Uncle Qian brought him here at the beginning, he looked indifferent, let alone say a few words! When I got acquainted, I realized that he can actually laugh and have a very sweet mouth! Lovely tight!

Si Yan took five boxes of peach blossom cakes out of the peach dock, put down the skateboard and began to slide.

Along the two streets, Si Yan stopped in front of a red gate, pushed open the door, picked up a skateboard and walked in. Directly opposite is an ancient house made of mahogany and has three floors.

There is a huge peach blossom tree in front of the east wall of the courtyard, and it is spring, and the branches of the tree are dotted with peach blossoms. Suddenly, a gust of wind struck the trees, and the peach blossoms broke away from the branches one by one and floated in the air.

Under the tree, there is an uncle in Tang costume playing Tai Chi, playing very slowly, but every movement can be seen to be not small, because every movement has a gust of wind that makes the petals scattered around fly again.

After Si Yan gently closed the door, he found the stone table and sat down, threw the skateboard aside, put five boxes of peach blossom cakes on the table, leaned on the stone table with his left hand, and quietly looked at the uncle who was playing Tai Chi with his chin propped up.