It is difficult for the two of them to wrap the egg liquid in the puff pastry, but the egg liquid that expands beyond expectations when it is hot is a little difficult.

The finished product is either a vomit model or a fried flower version.

The two tossed for a long time before they made the flowing puff pastry.

"Elder Ding and Fifth Master Ding have already gone to invite someone." Shopkeeper Wu reminded everyone when he entered the door.

The two of them, who were busy tossing new snacks, glanced at each other and hurriedly threw away the remaining crust.

At this time, the oven temperature was already very suitable, and both of them were veterans, so they finally baked all the biscuits before they were served.

In the end, in order to thank everyone for being busy for her, Ding Xuewei hurried to the door after receiving the notice.

The biscuits are not meant to be entertained, but given as gifts for people to take home.

After Ding Xuewei left, Master Jiang packed it silently, and when it was all wrapped, he began to toss the egg tart again.

The flowing puff pastry is quite amazing, but the appearance is too ordinary for people to see at a glance.

Trying, he made molds out of cups and bowls, and eventually, he came up with some pudding.

The pudding is too monotonous, and the wave is all kinds of invagination.

Today's dishes are prepared a lot, not only Yang Lao and Mrs. Xu's grandmother and grandchildren, but also the Zhang family, the Yi family, and the Jiao family, who are good friends with Mrs. Xu, are not lacking in the family, naturally, how can the people in Bazhenlou, who have contributed the most to finding her, ignore it.

When the visitors dispersed, everyone in Bazhen Building sat down.

"Hey, where's my brother?"

When everyone moved the chopsticks, Chef Jiang finally noticed that something was wrong.

The pastry chef and he are brothers, and the two have never eaten separately since they entered Chen Yu's command.

"I called him when I came out." A group of cooks stood up, ready to call someone.

Chef Jiang still knows his brother well: "I guess I can't put down the new dim sum at hand." ”

"I'll shout." Ding Xue motioned for the man to sit down.

She has already said what she should say, and now in addition to the grandchildren of the Ding family, she and the Ding shopkeeper are free.

In the kitchen, the father and son of the Ding family can't enter casually, and the Ding shopkeeper has to come out, and it is most appropriate for her to call someone.

"I'm going to try a new snack."

The two of them are still pouring new products today, and everyone here is quite speechless, naturally, no one objected to what she said.

"Quick, come and taste."

As soon as he saw Ding Xuewei's figure, Master Jiang hurriedly beckoned, and he didn't even notice that he was alone in the kitchen.

"Uncle Jiang, you go to eat first, and I'll taste it slowly."

Seeing the rows of puddings, Ding Xuewei was extremely happy in her heart.

No, the mind is opened, and the hands-on ability is also strong.

Master Jiang looked back and silently put down the small bowl in his hand.

"Little girls have different tastes, you can pick one."

Ding Xue raised her thin eyebrows slightly: "There aren't many little girls who can come here to eat." ”

Master Jiang was stunned for a moment, and laughed: "There are a lot of takeaways." ”

It is difficult for girls from large families to go out, and for these rich and willing customers, Bazhen Lou has another set of menus, this menu that is sent to the backyard of each family is different from the seasonal menu that is used in the building, and every dish on it caters to the preferences of the women in the back house.

She thinks it's delicious, and it doesn't necessarily suit the appetite of men, but it definitely resonates with the women of the back house.

Ding Xue blinked a few times, and she had a long way to go.

"Uncle Jiang, don't worry, I will definitely choose carefully."

Master Jiang was so naughty and cute that he couldn't help it, and raised his hand to pat her on the head.

"Then I'm bothering you." Chef Jiang softened his mood.

Someone called him before, he knew, and now Ding Xuewei came, it can be seen that everyone is waiting.

Without much eyes, Master Jiang hurried to the front hall.

In the front hall, Master Jiang sat down, everyone stretched out their chopsticks one after another, and in the kitchen, Ding Xuewei, who was already full, didn't dare to take too big a mouthful, and compared to the osmanthus candy heart selected by Master Jiang, she preferred the taste of jam.

Whether it's a peach or a sweet apricot, she is very satisfied.

The sweet and greasy original pudding makes the slightly sour peach and apricot jam harmonize, and you won't feel greasy when you eat a few in a row.

At this moment, the temperature in the oven has dropped, but there is still a lot of charcoal in the hot fire pit everywhere.

With a turn of his eyes, Ding Xuewei gathered the fire carbon in each stove pond into one place.

When Master Jiang came back from eating, there were two more categories on the table.

Compared with what he did before, the biggest difference between the new products in these two categories is the exposure of flavoring.

Pink peach jam, refreshing mints, and caramel with attractive colors are all visible at a glance.

Then there is the color difference of the pudding, the golden yellow of the yellow, and the pure white of the white.

Subconsciously, he picked up a cup of charred white.

“··· It's also eggs. ”

Tasting the mouth, Master Jiang was stunned.

There are eggs in the ingredients, but this refreshing and tough taste has never been touched before.

"It's not made of egg yolks, and it's not baked." Ding Xue gave a hint and pointed to the cage drawer and the cold water basin.

“···？！” The doubts in Master Jiang's eyes changed, and he picked up a cup of yellow bottom to taste: "The gap is very big." ”

Also made with egg milk butter, this steamed egg yolk pudding is significantly smoother than roasted whole egg pudding, and it's hard to connect the two tastes unless you're experienced.

And compared to egg yolk pudding, protein cups are even more so.

"I thought, this kind of toughness is so good, if it's ice, I can't say I can pour it out." Ding Xue pointed to the protein cup and painted.

If it's a demould, this fruity ice pudding is appealing.

The crystal clear feeling girls can't refuse.

"I'll look at it." Master Jiang immediately took the remaining puddings to the ice cellar, not even the egg yolk cup and the previous baked pudding.

If you don't experiment, who knows if the hot or cold one tastes better!

Yesterday, the two cooperated tacitly, but today they have a feeling of seeing each other late.

When the others returned to their posts and were about to clean up and rest, the two of them poured out the shortbread again.

The crispiness of the tart crust is something that the old-fashioned puff pastry in the store doesn't have.

"Are you still going to Wu Xuexue?"

Ding Lao Wu, who waited and waited, was impatient, and stood at the door of the kitchen, where there were only two people, and asked.

looked at the oven that was about to turn on, and looked at Ding Lao Wu who came out of his head, and finally, Ding Xue pointed at Ding Lao Wu slightly.

"Uncle Jiang, I'll go and I'll be back in a while."

Master Jiang couldn't wait to tie Ding Xue to the waist of his trousers, but fortunately, he was still sensible.

"I'll wait for you."

"Rest in the afternoon." Ding Lao Wu at the door of the station reminded.

Master Jiang opened his mouth and wanted to say that he didn't need to, but Ding Xuewei patted his head: "Look at my memory, Uncle Jiang, I'll come back tomorrow afternoon." ”

This afternoon, the group of people in the store rested, Ming'er sent to the part of the village outside the city to rest, and again, in the morning he needs to prepare the snacks he needs all day, and in the afternoon it is more leisurely.

"Wait for me tomorrow."

Without waiting for Master Jiang to answer, she left a sentence and walked out.

Master Jiang raised his hand and finally gave up struggling.

The mille-feuille crisp in the oven is almost ready, and today is considered a complete merit!

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