Chapter 197: Do You Sell This Rice Cake?

"Qing'er, hurry up, the newly cooked chicken cake, hurry up and try it!" Xiang Kui smiled brightly, and quickly took a piece of chicken cake and stuffed it into Sun Qing's hand.

Sun Qing took the chicken cake with one hand and stuffed the rice cake into Xiang Kui's hand with the other.

"My mother's rice cakes are newly cooked, I'll send you a few pieces!" After Sun Qing finished speaking, he immediately pinched the chicken cake in both hands and ate it seriously.

"It's delicious, it's so soft, and there's a milky smell!" Sun Qing's eyes were bright, and he praised while eating, and he said that Xiang Kui wanted to eat two chicken cakes to satisfy his hunger.

Xiang Kui's eyes fell on the hot rice cake in his hand, and his eyes immediately froze.

Why are there black ones?

Quickly opened the plastic bag, and when I saw it, there were not only black, but also red, beige, light green, light purple and crystal clear off-white.

"I'm obedient, Qing'er, why do you still have color? How did you get this color? "There are not only chicken cakes but also peach cakes and other small snacks in Xiangkui Cake Shop, she herself also likes to tinker with dim sum, and when she sees what Sun Qing makes, it is like seeing a baby, and she is directly fascinated.

Sun Qingsan finished eating the chicken cake in two clicks, and said with a smile: "There is black rice in black, red is red beans and roses, and yellow You must know that it is millet and soybeans." Green is spinach juice, purple is purple rice, and the last one is rice and white flour. ”

After Sun Qing finished speaking, he hurriedly let Xiang Kui taste it: "Eat it while it's hot, it's the best one that just comes out of the pot." ”

When Xiang Kui heard that Sun Qing had used so many good things, he shouted directly in his heart, I am obedient.

Those messy rice, it's not cheap! The most important thing is that they all eat pasta here, and no one thinks about what rice can do other than steamed rice!

Sun Qing's words were like a wake-up call to Xiang Kui, why didn't she expect that those things she ate could still be colored!

"Qing'er, do you want to sell this rice cake?" Xiang Kui asked Sun Qing tentatively.

The latter is directly denied.

"Don't sell it, just cook and eat it once in a while. I don't have the patience to do it for a long time. My parents are not in business either! Sun Qing told the truth.

When Xiang Kui heard Sun Qing say this, his eyes rolled, and his heart moved.

"Qing'er, why don't you teach me how to make rice cakes? I won't let you teach in vain, a prescription, I'll give you ten dollars! Xiang Kui hurriedly asked Sun Qing with an excited face.

Sun Qing didn't think about it and said, "What kind of money to give, you can go directly to my house to learn when you have time." It's okay for my mom to be idle at home, let her teach you! ”

When Xiang Kui heard that Sun Qing didn't want money, his eyes straightened again.

Ten yuan a piece, if you learn all of them here, it will be dozens. This girl really doesn't care about money at all?

"Eldest sister, you eat, you just look good, what if it's not delicious?" Sun chuckled and looked harmless, urging Xiang Kui to eat.

Sun lightly picked a red one, pinched a small piece and put it in his mouth, chewed it twice, and his eyes lit up instantly.

Oh my God, this rice cake is too delicious, right?

It is not soft to eat in the mouth like noodles, this is not mushy at all when you eat it, it is not sticky when you pinch it in your hand, it is oily and moist, as if it is wrapped in a layer of oily skin. One bite down, first there is a fragrance of rice, followed by the fragrance of red beans, and then chew twice, vaguely with a floral fragrance, sweet and sweet, not greasy at all!

If such a good thing is sold in her shop, it will definitely steal the newly opened cake shop business on the next street!

"Qing'er, this rice cake is also too delicious, the white sugar or brown sugar you put in it, why do you feel that it tastes different from the sugar buns I made?"

Sun chuckled: "I didn't put sugar, this is the sweetness of rice!" ”

When Xiang Kui heard Sun Qing say this, his eyes almost fell to the ground.

Does the rice still taste sweet? Their family has always eaten noodles, and they have never eaten rice, no, they have to go back and weigh two catties and steam a pot of rice to taste!