After a while, all the fruit is washed out, and the decorated part is set aside, and the rest is cut into evenly sized pieces to make the jam.

The jam is very easy to make, just like the last mulberry jam, add sugar and lemon juice to the fruit and boil the excess water dry.

Zheng Wan looked at the freshly baked dark red cherry jam and was already beginning to imagine what color the cream would be made with it.

Zhao Qingmiao on the side was silently swallowing her saliva while smelling the sweet smell that was constantly surging in the air, and the three fruits she cleaned today, except for a few mulberries that she had eaten on the mountain, were all seen for the first time.

Smelling the sweet and sour smell of cherry jam, she suddenly felt that she was very hungry, and her stomach began to flutter again after eating lunch just now.

She thought it was already uncomfortable, but when she smelled the sweetness of the oven, she realized that she was glad too soon.

As the temperature rises in the oven, the aroma is gradually richer, and the aroma of the roasted cow frankincense and egg liquid is mixed together, and the hooked human gluttonous worms continue to drill in the body.

And as Zheng Wan lifted the lid of the oven, the aroma that suddenly erupted on the tip of his nose brought this feeling to its peak.

When Zheng Wan turned around with a baking tray, what he saw was Zhao Qingmiao's gluttonous cat appearance, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and he said with a smile:

"Take out the baking tray from the inside first, and I'll give you a taste of the cake later."

"Nope! Didn't ......."

Zhao Qingmiao realized that he was being found staring directly at the oven, and waved his hand again and again, for fear that he would be disliked by Zheng Wan.

"Sanniang doesn't have to be so nervous, the taste of this cake is not something that anyone can resist, doesn't it mean that the cake made is good?

What's more, it doesn't matter to the two of us, you can see that the cake embryo on the edge of these baking trays is too dark compared to the other parts, and the taste is not good. Later, we need to cut the cake in advance, these parts are not needed, and we will eat this part later. ”

When I heard that I was eating with Zheng Wan, and I was still eating some leftovers, I was immediately relieved.

At the same time, he also reflected his current task, clenched the two gloves on his hands, and after Zheng Wan left the oven door, he directly carried a baking tray in one hand and followed Zheng Wan into the kitchen with things.

I saw Zheng Wan put the baking tray upside down on the iron rack, peeled off the oil paper, and then reversed it back, looking at the surface of the cake burnt yellow.

Soon, the two cakes in her hands went through the same steps.

When she thought she would be ready to eat and her mouth began to secrete saliva uncontrollably, Zheng Wan's next words directly poured her a basin of cold water.

"Don't worry about it now, these cakes will be allowed to cool before they can be cut, and we will make three more cakes."

Maybe the power of hunger is too strong, Zhao Qingmiao's action of beating the egg whites is about to stir up sparks in Zheng Wan's opinion, and he can't see the action of holding the egg whisk clearly, he can only see a circle of phantoms.

The meringue was whipped out almost at an alarming rate, while the oven continued to heat up.

Zheng Wan looked at the oven in a little anxious way, and after watching the meringue reach the level that he was satisfied with, he instructed:

"Sanniang, you go and take out the charcoal fire in the oven and stir the cake liquid here."

Perhaps under the influence of Zhao Qingmiao, her speed was also very fast this time, and she poured three plates of cake liquid in a short time.

After Zhao Qingmiao came back, the two of them brought the baking tray to the oven, put it in, sealed the oven door, and let the cake liquid withstand the high temperature catalyst inside.

Then she couldn't wait to go back to the kitchen, she gently touched the cake with one hand and found that the temperature was only a little warmer than her hand, and it was ready to be cut.

The moment she picked up the knife, she felt a hot gaze on her hand, and in anticipation, she slowly placed the knife on the cake and pressed it down to cut it into the desired shape.

In the eyes of Zhao Qingmiao on the side, this scene seemed to be a slow motion, the knife pressed on the cake, and kept pressing down, forming two arcs that were low in the middle, high on both sides, and extended to the side.

She could feel the softness and elasticity of the cake when she looked at it, and if she could take a bite, she couldn't imagine how good it tasted.

When Zheng Wan withdrew the knife, she even felt like she saw the cake bouncing up and down, sending a signal that it was about to eat me.

In her dull eyes, Zheng Wan had already divided all the parts she needed, which was still in the familiar shape of a square, and the rest of the corners were put aside.

She turned around and saw Zhao Qingmiao's action of licking her lips, and reminded with a smile: "How about Sanniang try the dark part of this edge?" ”

As he spoke, he directly picked up the corner of a cake that was as long as a palm of his hand and handed it to Zhao Qingmiao.

Seeing that what he was thinking about was right in front of him, Zhao Qingmiao couldn't wait to take it and said repeatedly: "Thank you, lady." ”

"Taste it, it should taste okay."

She herself picked up a small piece at random and stuffed it into her mouth.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingmiao also took a bite of the cake in his hand, and a crispy feeling that was difficult to describe in words instantly flooded into his brain.

The edges are the most fired, so this part is baked directly into the darkest part, and the outer layer is full of charred and crispy on the inside, but the inside still retains the fluffiness of the cake.

After biting through the shell with his teeth, Zhao Qingmiao realized the softness and elasticity he felt when he watched Zheng Wan cut the cake just now.

These cakes seem to have no sense of existence when bitten down, and as the teeth squeeze continue to shrink in size, until they are squeezed between the upper and lower teeth, and there is no room to hide, they are cut off.

And with the act of chewing, the mouth is full of the sweet taste of the cake baked mixed with milk, and the existence of the sweetness makes the body unconsciously immersed in pleasure.

When Zhao Qingyou knocked on the door, what he saw was the appearance of his third sister getting carried away.

Zheng Wan looked at Zhao Qingyou's disapproving eyes, quickly handed over the remaining cake, and said:

"Sister, you can also taste it, this cut off part is delicious, didn't you eat it last time?"

After that, the three of them ate while making it, and even saved dinner.

The next day was a mid-year holiday, and the three of them made a cake together.

Zheng Wan is responsible for controlling the audience, and the other two are helping to do some small things, and smearing the cake is not a quick way to do it in a short time.

As a result, the three of them can only be like an assembly line.

One person spreads cream and sets the cake base, she squeezes cream on the edge of the cake, adds jam in the middle, then adds cream to smooth it, and the other person covers it with a layer of cake base.

After repeating this twice, she can grease the edges of the cake and shape it with colored cream.

When the people sent by the lady of the Wang family came to the Zheng house, several people hurriedly made the cake.

The servants of the palace looked at the dim sum dotted with bright red cherries, fuchsia mulberries, golden loquat and almond slices, and they were full of novelty.

I kind of understand why my own girls don't use their Taiyuan Wang family's centuries-old chef, but come to such a small house to order dim sum, such a beautiful dim sum, even if you don't eat it, it's good.

When she saw that these snacks began to shake once she didn't pay attention, the maid in charge of this matter couldn't help but remind:

"You all have to be careful, this is the worry that the lady specially prepared for today's banquet."

Then he walked in front of Zheng Wan, "Presumably you are the chef who made these dim sums, this time the dim sum looks pretty good, these are the money to pay for the dim sum reservation, take it." If our lady is still in need, she will come here again to find you. ”

"Thank you, lady, these are the names of the four types of dim sum."

After Zheng Wan handed the letter to the maid, the other party immediately left with the servant and the cake.

Along the way, the people of the palace can be said to be very difficult, and the time of the banquet is fixed, so the snacks prepared for the various ladies participating in the banquet naturally cannot be late.

But the snacks on their ox carts are particularly fragile, and if they are not careful, they will be defaced, and this contradictory mood will torture everyone.

When I see my own house at the back door, I have never been happier than now.

There was already a maid at the door who was in a hurry to answer, and she was anxiously carrying a bamboo basket in the direction of the back kitchen.

In the back kitchen, the large square cake is divided into small pieces of uniform size, and each piece is just decorated with fruit, so that these chefs who are used to making white cases are pleasantly surprised, and it is the first time they have seen such a snack.

Zheng Wan who can make this kind of snack is also very curious, if it weren't for the continuous urging of the seven ladies in front of them, they really want to leave a few pieces to observe.

When Wang Qiniang felt that she was about to lose her patience, she finally saw the maids walking in her direction with delicate porcelain plates and delicate and beautiful cakes on them.

Just when she thought she could breathe a sigh of relief, a voice suddenly came from behind her:

"Princess Jinyang has arrived!"

Chapter 53: Gifts

Suddenly, everyone present turned their eyes to the entrance, and saw a woman in exquisite and luxurious costumes walking towards the banquet.

The fiery red full-breasted skirt like a flame immediately exploded in front of everyone's eyes, and no one could ignore it at all.

The crowd of people who were still enjoying the scenery immediately stood up and shouted, "Meet Princess Jinyang!" ”

Jin Yang looked at everyone and immediately replied: "No courtesy." Today, the palace just wants to take a look at the bean green in the house, and I heard the aunt say that there is the best florist in Luoyang City in the palace, and the peonies raised are very different. Who would have thought that Qi Niang would hold a banquet and drink, and the palace would also come to join in the fun. ”

Wang Yan slowly walked to Princess Jinyang's side and replied: "The princess is here, it is a blessing in our house, and it is also the time for snacks, princess, please take a seat." ”

Obviously, Princess Jinyang is not stunned, and when she heard Wang Yan's words, she immediately waved her hand and refused:

"This palace is a guest, Qi Niang is the main one, how can I take a seat?"

The voices of the two were not small, and the lady who was sitting in the first seat on the left side immediately got up and sat back, no matter what everyone thought in their hearts, the imperial power would not allow everyone to directly disobey in front of them.

What's more, this princess of Jinyang also has a close relationship with their five surnames.

Princess Jinyang's biological mother was born in the Xingyang Zheng family among the five surnames, so she was mixed up in the gathering of their group of scholar girls.

After the seat was given up, Jin Yang and Wang Yan both looked like they didn't see it, greeted each other with a few words, and then sat down.

Wang Yan looked at the various varieties of peony flowers that were placed behind the seats on both sides at this time, and said happily:

"Recently, I got some novel snacks, please taste one or two together."

As her words fell, the maids who had already prepared rushed in, and the plate of dazzling dim sum on the porcelain plate immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The girls present felt that they were well-informed, and they still felt very novel when they saw the dim sum pushed out by Wang Yan.

In particular, the decorative pattern that wraps around the edge of the cake is pinched out of what is used, like the folds of the skirt.

The top is also dotted with bright red cherries, golden loquats, purple-red mulberries, and unfamiliar golden fragments.

As the maids approached, everyone smelled a sweet smell, and as time passed, it became more and more intense.

It smells different from the snacks they usually eat, and the shape is better than what they have eaten.

Not to mention other people, Wang Yan herself was thrilled when she saw the cake with more exquisite decoration, compared to the cake she ate in Liufu last time, it was obvious that this time there was a great improvement.

What's more, the cook lady is really the same as she claims, and she really made all the fruits she sent into all kinds of dim sum, and perfectly integrated into them.

She looked at the eyes of everyone looking at the cake back and forth, and her heart was proud, even if the rest of the banquet was not so comprehensive today, as long as this novel snack existed, these ladies would go back and spread the reputation of being in charge of the banquet alone.

After waiting for a while, and finally putting four flavors of cake on everyone's table, she continued:

"Everyone, please use it."

As she spoke, she took out a plate of spoons and carefully pointed them at where the cherries were.

Cherries are arguably her favorite fruit, but they are very difficult to preserve, and cherries of this quality are so rare that she even gives them away with ice cubes.

Looking at the cake in front of her now, she felt that her efforts were worth it, and she had to choose cherry snow for the first bite.

From above, bright red cherries are dotted with pink ghee rings.