It is said that practice makes perfect, but Qiao Jinyu feels that the four words He Jinzhi and practice make perfect are absolutely insulated.

He made seven or eight moon cakes one after another, each of which was crooked, ugly and ugly.

If there is a circle of friends or Douyin or something in this era, Qiao Jinyu dares to guarantee that if the video of He Jinzhi making moon cakes is put on the Internet, he will definitely become a new generation of Internet celebrities.

The kind that has been hot for a long time.

No way, although the moon cakes made by others are ugly, but other people's moon cakes are ugly and stylish, and others can't easily learn them.

And the people are also good-looking.

Just because of his appearance, no matter what the things he does are ugly, he can still capture the little fan girl who has a big ticket.

Looking at someone's happy face and feeling good about herself, Qiao Jinyu didn't doubt it at all, if she didn't stop it, He Jinyi would definitely be able to finish all the mooncakes with great interest, and she wouldn't be tired at all.

The servant and the new cook come to the kitchen to prepare for lunch.

The two of them glanced at the moon cake on the chopping board, which was not round or flat, and looked like excrement, and the flesh on their faces couldn't help but twitch wildly.

What is this all about? ?

Do you have a hobby of eating corpse rice-shaped moon cakes?

Sure enough, people with weird tempers even have unique hobbies.

I don't want to be stained by the moon cakes made by He Jinzhi, and I can't face the moon cakes in the future, so the little guy and the cook took the initiative to stay away from He Jinzhi, light a fire to wash rice, and boil water to cook.

After He Jinzhi finished the tenth, Qiao Jinyu stepped forward.

"Okay, let me come, senior, you can rest for a while."

In order to avoid everyone thinking of excrement when they see moon cakes in the future, and thinking of moon cakes when they squat in the pit, there is no way to squat in the pit, and it is better for her to do the rest by herself.

It's a pity that He Jinzhi didn't understand her good intentions at all.

"It's okay, I'm not tired, you go and rest, I'll do the rest for you."

"Just for everyone to taste my craft, which is not easy to taste."

The faces of the busy servants and cooks on the side froze.

Can they refuse to eat?

They don't have an appetite for it, they don't want to eat it at all.

Not only did I have no appetite, but I even wanted to vomit out what I had eaten the day before.

He Jinzhi was a distinguished guest, and the little servant and the cook didn't dare to tell him to stop doing it, so they could only peek at Qiao Jinyu with their eyes, hoping that she could read her eyes.

Receiving the eyes of the two, Qiao Jinyu smiled in her heart.

It seems that the lethality of this moon cake should not be underestimated.

Blinking, she said, "Senior, if you really make it all, I'm afraid that no one will taste it, and you have to eat it yourself." ”

The movement of his hand stopped, and He Jinzhi raised his eyebrows in displeasure and squinted at her.

"Girl, what do you mean by that? Are you saying that the mooncakes I made are ugly? ”

She was not afraid of He Jinzhi, and met his eyes with a smile.

"My predecessor misunderstood what I meant. I mean, you are an elder and a distinguished guest of the Zhao Mansion, who dares to eat the mooncakes you made? This is a blessing. ”

As she spoke, she glanced at He Jinzhi's delicate and white hand.

"Besides, I'm worried that if I make too many mooncakes, I will hurt the hands of my seniors. The oil and smoke in the kitchen hurt the skin the most. ”

He Jinzhi was stunned, and then looked down at his own hand.

When he saw the oil stains on his hands, he frowned, and hurriedly threw away the mold in his hand and the flour dough in his hand.

On a whim, he had the idea of making moon cakes by himself, but he didn't even pay attention to it, this flour ball was oily and dirty.