Why does this reward look like it was for my father? Zuo Xuan couldn't help but think silently in his heart.

My father's cooking card is at the peak of his expert, and this task came just right, which may be an opportunity for my father's cooking skills to break through.

"Xiao Xuan, what are you doing in a daze?" Zuo Quan on the side stared at Zuo Xuan who was in a daze and asked.

"Ahh Zuo Xuan hurriedly smiled and explained.

"Yes, then what have you understood?" Zuo Quan continued to ask following Zuo Xuan's words.

"I have comprehended a set of pastry making techniques, do you think my current techniques are flexible?" said Zuo Xuan and danced with a spatula.

"It's strong, Xiao Xuan. It's almost the same today, I'll buy you a set of pastry gear later, and you can try it when you get home. Zuo Quan looked at Zuo Xuan and said with a smile.

With his eyesight, it is naturally easy to see that Zuo Xuan's skill proficiency is much higher than yesterday, and Zuo Xuan has improved so much in just one day of kung fu, and he can't find any other explanation except for his talent.

Unlike other restaurants, traditional Chinese restaurants often close a little earlier than other restaurants, just like the restaurant is already busy at half past nine in the evening.

And Zuo Quan simply threw the key to Guo Jianjia and left with Zuo Xuan, and took Zuo Xuan to the nearest kitchenware market.

I bought a larger oven and a series of equipment such as an electronic whisk for making pastries. These are all necessary things to make pastries.

"Dad, have you ever made pastries or something before?" On the way back, Zuo Xuan suddenly asked Zuo Quan with some curiosity, it stands to reason that a chef like his father who has been doing this for more than ten years should order everything, right?

"I know how to do it, but I never do it. Zuo Quan replied slowly.

"Why?" Zuo Xuan asked curiously.

"I'll tell you about this in the future, but I can teach you how to do it. ”

Zuo Xuan nodded, it seems that there is still a story to be unearthed about his father's pastrymaking.

The road was calm, Zuo Xuan and the others soon returned home, and the time had come to ten o'clock in the evening.

A sumptuous dinner has already been prepared at the dinner table, which is the first day to celebrate Zuo Quan's takeover of the hotel, and he may be busier in the future than today, and there will be no opportunity to eat together.

"How is it, Xiao Xuan, are you tired from work?" At the dinner table, Wang Ying asked Zuo Xuan's situation with concern, after all, it was also the first day that his son went out to work, although he was under his father, it was inevitable that there would be some problems with his first work.

"Look at what you said, Mom, I'm notoriously down-to-earth and capable, and I'm hard-working. Zuo Xuan replied while taking a big bite of food.

"In the future, you will eat in the restaurant and come back, but don't starve my Xiaoxuan. Wang Ying's eyes were full of pampering and said.

"Can you not be bitter at the beginning, boys have to work harder, what is it to be tired and tired, you see me back then.... Forget it, it's useless for you to tell you so much as a woman. Zuo Quan said disdainfully.

When he was an apprentice, he was more tired than now, and he got up early every day and was greedy for darkness, and he had to think about honoring his master at any time. Like Zuo Xuan now, the masters are all ready-made, and the shop is also his own, which is easy enough in comparison.

"You have rough skin and thick meat, my Xiaoxuan is a little baby born by me, with fine skin and tender meat. Wang Ying said angrily.

"Mom, don't worry, you can't endure hardship, as long as you can make the hotel good and bigger, you will have the opportunity to enjoy yourself in the future, and you don't care about the time in front of you. Zuo Xuan said with a smile.

The meal passed quickly after laughter, Wang Ying began to put away the dishes and chopsticks, and Zuo Xuan began to prepare for making pastries.

In Zuo Xuan's view, today's day is not the beginning, and tomorrow is the most important day. Tomorrow they will launch Moxuan Pavilion boutique takeaway, and then you can see how the response to this is.

And Zuo Quan also came to Zuo Xuan's side and began to teach Zuo Xuan some methods of making pastries, and at this moment Zuo Xuan entered the learning mode again.

With the passage of time, Zuo Xuan has basically mastered the process of making pastries, and the pastries have just been fermented.

The moment he touched the pastry, Zuo Xuan could feel a tingling sensation coming from his entire arm, which was fleeting, but it made Zuo Xuan feel that the dough in front of him was so affinity.

Zuo Xuan made the simplest kind of chicken cake, which did not take too long, although Zuo Xuan made it for the first time, but the production process was surprisingly smooth.

By the time the first chicken cake was made, it was early in the morning.

The moment the baking oven was opened, a fresh fragrance of cake came to the surface, instantly arousing the taste buds of Zuo Xuan and the others. Even Wang Ying, who was in the bedroom, walked out curiously.

"What are you two fathers and sons doing, in the middle of the night?" Wang Ying asked curiously.

"How about the chicken cake your son made for you, let's try it?" Zuo Quan said as he handed the chicken cake to Wang Ying.

"I don't want it, eat sweets in the middle of the night to gain weight. Wang Ying first resolutely refused.

But the fragrance of the chicken cake seduced her gluttony like an elixir seducing Sun Monkey, and the chicken cake looked very yellow and tender.

"Forget it, it's okay to eat one. Finally, the foodie still couldn't resist the temptation of food, Wang Ying stretched out his hand and took out a chicken cake and ate it slowly.

After taking a bite, Wang Ying's face leaked a hint of enjoyment, and then he took a second bite, and the third bite, a small chicken cake was quickly eaten.

"How's it going, Mom, it tastes good, right?" Zuo Xuan said with some anticipation.

The success of a thing often requires the recognition of others, even if that person is your closest relative.

"Son, you're amazing. I didn't expect the chicken cake you made to be even better than the rice you cooked. Wang Ying said in an almost exaggerated tone.

"It seems that I have to make an exception today, how long I have been trying to lose weight, I have been ruined by your chicken cake. Then he picked up the chicken cake and began to eliminate the resistance of the Five Organs Temple.

"It's still a recipe I gave, and of course my son's talent is also part of it. Zuo Quan said proudly on the side, and then picked up one and ate it.

However, Zuo Quan did not leak a very enjoyable expression, and only stopped after eating four chicken cakes in a row.

"Well... The taste is even worse than those high-end pastries, and a little worse than I expected, but the first time you can make such a good one, I believe it can tie the taste buds of most people. But not too much, the taste is best when you eat two, and the taste will drop if you eat more. The old chef Zuo Quan still gave a pertinent comment.

"Okay, let's go to bed tomorrow!" Zuo Xuan nodded after eating a pastry.

"Kill people, the old lady will have to go on a diet tomorrow. Wang Ying complained as she ate.