Song Zhe!

Hasn't Song Zhe been researching the recipe for his pastry?

But in recent days, because of his guards, she has never sold dim sum again, so Song Zhe's work on the recipe for dim sum had to be interrupted.

Although Song Zhe also found himself several times afterwards, apologized for the guards, and hoped that he could continue to make snacks, but he never agreed.

Song Zhe is such a persistent person, he should always pester himself.

But he didn't mention a word about dim sum afterwards, she thought that Song Zhe had given up, and now Song Zhe was full of good ideas for himself to increase grain production.

Thinking about it now, Song Zhe actually didn't give up at all, he was still waiting for another opportunity.

After Yu Qiuyu figured it out, she couldn't agree to the boss.

But after all, he came to himself in his own name after all, so Yu Qiuyu had to be a little more careful in his terminology.

"It's such a boss, what about jujube cake, I haven't made it for a long time, I'm rusty, and I don't want to do it, so, I'm sorry, boss, our cooperation may not be negotiable."

Song Zhe also noticed the movement here and looked over this way.

Yu Qiuyu's refusal just floated into Song Zhe's swollen ears at this time, and Song Zhe's brows furrowed, obviously not expecting Yu Qiuyu to refuse him again.

The boss of Ru Shixuan still did not give up.

"That's it, Miss Yu, you sell me the recipe for the jujube mud cake, and I still buy it for a hundred taels of silver, how about it?"

When it comes to writing, Yu Qiuyu should be able to agree.

If the boss thinks so, he still underestimates Yu Qiuyu in the end.

The mighty cannot be bent, and the poor cannot be moved.

He thought of Yu Qiuyu too simply.

"It's such a boss, it's not that I don't sell it to you, it's that there is really no real recipe to follow for this jujube mud cake, but I think about it casually, the materials are simple, and the production method is simple, but it has a shortcoming, that is, there is no fixed formula, so I'm really sorry boss, I really want to cooperate with you, but the formula, there is really no."

Such a refusal would have been impeccable, but Yu Qiuyu underestimated the boss of the Confucian Food Pavilion.

"I think Miss Yu is reluctant to tell me the formula, she should think that the silver I gave is less, so how much silver does Miss Yu want? Five hundred taels, five hundred taels of silver? ”

Five hundred taels, its high price has reached a sky-high price.

It's just an ordinary formula, and it's worth buying it at such a sky-high price?

Yu Qiuyu used the modern currency settlement formula to calculate, in ancient times, one tael of silver was equivalent to three hundred yuan of cash now, so five hundred taels of silver was equivalent to fifteen thousand.

Spend fifteen thousand to sell the formula, and if you calculate it carefully, she doesn't seem to suffer a loss.

However, Yu Qiuyu just didn't want to be cheap Song Zhe so easily.

"It's good, but boss, there's one thing I'm struggling with."

The boss wiped the sweat from his face and looked at her sadly, Auntie, what else do you have to worry about?

But in front of Yu Qiuyu, such emotions couldn't be expressed, so the boss looked at her with a smile, "Miss Yu, do you have any questions?" ”

"That's right, there are many ways to make jujube mud cake, so there are many recipes for jujube mud cake, but I just don't know, which recipe are you talking about?"

What the?

The boss was stunned again, what does Yu Qiuyu mean by this?

"That's right, jujube paste cake is sweet, not sweet, crispy, soft and glutinous, sour, non-sour, the ingredients determine the taste, the ingredients are different, the taste is naturally different, and the taste will be different."

Something seems to be wrong, beyond the boss's imagination.

The budget is also beyond the boss's budget.

The boss froze again.

"Give me the sweet recipe first."

After being stunned for a moment, the boss finally spoke.

"Okay."

A smile bloomed on Yu Qiuyu's cheeks, she originally thought that the other party would buy all her formulas, it was a huge amount of money, a lot of income.

However, it seems that the consumption of a large amount of silver is not enough for them.

Since this is the case, she will sell them a part of it first, I really didn't expect that the income brought by a mere jujube mud cake would be so considerable, let her calculate, a large amount of income, there are at least six formulas, six formulas and a formula sells for five hundred taels of silver, just the income of the jujube mud cake is already three thousand taels of silver.

Not only that, but Yu Qiuyu was also sure that they couldn't study the formula, even if they told them the formula, it would be useless.

Some of the steps in the production of jujube paste cake will involve modern technology, which is something that these ancient people never imagined.

There was a large amount of income in a short period of time, Yu Qiuyu ran to get pen, ink, paper, inkstone, wrote the formula on the paper, and handed it to the boss.

When the boss saw the formula, he was stunned for a moment.

"Miss Yu, is the recipe and ingredients for this jujube mud cake so simple?"

These ingredients are too homely.

But why can such a homely thing make such a delicious delicacy?

"That's right, jujube mud cake is a very homely thing."

Yu Qiuyu likes his hillbilly appearance.

In this way, she earns a special sense of accomplishment.

Thinking of this, Yu Qiuyu deliberately glanced at Song Zhe proudly.

Sure enough, she saw a little anger on Song Zhe's face.

A sense of victory arose, and Yu Qiuyu felt proud.

What if he is the son of the family? In the end, it's not about losing at your own hands.

The proud Yu Qiuyu swelled a little, walked into the house with the silver of white flowers, and carefully put the silver away, this silver was hard-won.

Now that the jujube paste cake has been sold, should she research new dim sum, silver, and earn it if she can, where is the time when it is enough?

But what kind of dim sum is a good kind of research?

After all, the boss's hillbilly appearance just now really makes people feel superior.

Why don't you make a Japanese-style soy milk box cake?

Yu Qiuyu's mind suddenly appeared in this kind of Internet celebrity pastry, when she was living in modern life, she especially liked this kind of dim sen, the aroma is strong, and it is delicate and refreshing, but in ancient times, it may not be so easy to make this kind of dim sum.

Thinking about it, Yu Qiuyu felt that it was better to forget it.

But she really misses that kind of dim sum.

"Sister."

Just as Yu Qiuyu was thinking, Yu Yiran came back from school and ran towards Yu Qiuyu happily with a basket of dried fruits.

ran to the middle of the courtyard, and Yu Yiran, who was half a beat slowly, reacted, it seemed that there were guests in their house.

He turned his head stupidly, glanced at the guests at home, and then looked at Yu Yifan, who was drinking tea with the guests.

"Brother."

Yu Yifan and the guest raised their heads at the same time, and Yu Yiran saw the person's face clearly.

Isn't it the beautiful big brother who came to find my sister a few days ago!

Why is he here again?

Could it be that he and Yu Yifan also know each other?

Many thoughts flashed in Yu Yiran's little head, and in the end, all the thoughts turned into one sentence, "Big brother is good." ”

When Yu Qiuyu went out, he happened to see Yu Yiran, who had just entered the door, and gave Song Zhe a sweet smile.

This, the younger brother who forgets his righteousness!

Yu Qiuyu's heart was slightly depressed, could it be that Yu Yiran forgot how this big brother bullied her? It also caused her to be misunderstood by her brother what she had to do with Song Zhehui, and it also caused her to be misunderstood by her aunt about what she had to do with Song Zhehui.

It seems that Yu Yiran really doesn't know.

After all, when these things happened, Yu Yiran himself was still in the school.

But as his own brother, he shouldn't be so good to others!

"Again, come here."

The depressed Yu Qiuyu beckoned to Yu Yiran.

Yu Qiuyu called him, but Yu Yiran didn't dare to have the slightest friction, and hurriedly followed.

"Sister."

"What are you?" Yu Qiuyu naturally noticed the basket in Yu Yiran's hand and asked a little strangely.

"It's those people in our school who honor my sister."

Yu Yiran said obediently, and handed over the basket as he spoke.

Honor?

Yu Qiuyu was stunned for a moment, and then reacted to what Yu Yiran said about filial piety.

Isn't it just those little gangsters who threaten Yu Yiran?

Then frightened by his own threat, Yu Qiuyu deduced that they should not dare to bully Yu Yiran anymore, but what did they mean by suddenly sending a basket?

Puzzled, Yu Qiuyu lifted the cotton cloth covering the basket, which contained some walnuts and red dates.

It's not a valuable thing, but listening to Yu Yiran, it is the heart of these children.

Although he was a little confused about what these children meant, Yu Qiuyu looked at this basket of red dates and walnuts and thought of a new idea.

Using the ingredients in front of her, she could have made another kind of snack.

Red date walnut cake!

In fact, this kind of dim sum only needs flour, eggs, milk, red dates, walnuts, salt, etc., which is simple to make and the ingredients can be found everywhere.

Yu Qiuyu thought of something and walked into the door with these things.

After entering the house, Yu Qiuyu searched around, and she found an empty clay pot.

"It's the same thing, the eldest aunt's family actually raises cows, right?"

She remembers that when she went to her aunt's house to borrow things and return them, she saw a few cows in the yard of her aunt's house.

Yu Yiran nodded.

"Take this jar and get some milk."

Yu Yiran didn't understand what Yu Qiuyu wanted milk for, so he hugged the jar, nodded, turned around and left the small courtyard to go to his aunt's house.

After a while, Yu Yiran came back with a jar full of milk.

Yu Qiuyu was very happy, poured the milk into the clay pot, put it in the pot and steamed it hot, then took out the flour that had been ground a few days ago, found a clay pot for cooking, mixed the warm milk and flour and stirred well, then added eggs and stirred well, and then added salt and stirred well.