Qi Weiwei didn't know why, she always felt that watching Xue Cheng make dim sum was a very aesthetic enjoyment, there seemed to be a certain rhythm in her flowing movements, and if she did it herself, not only did she not experience the beauty, but she was tired and sweaty.

After two fermentations, Xue Cheng watched the aura flow slowly and evenly under the skin of the dough, and satisfiedly sent the baking trays into the oven one by one and began to bake.

Ten minutes later, the oven jumped and stopped working, Xue Cheng opened the oven door, and the aroma instantly filled the entire room.

Qi Weiwei felt that her mouth was full of saliva. Jing Jing and the baker, who had already come to work, had swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva.

Linglong buns are baked!

The bread is about the size of a red date, with a bright brownish yellow on the top and a tender yellow on the bottom, like a warm jade polished and polished, exuding the special fragrance of the ingredients baked before people realize that this is bread.

Taking off the baking gloves, Xue Cheng said, "Taste one first." "Pick up a delicate loaf of bread and stuff it into your mouth. The strength and softness of the noodles and the fragrance of the eggs burst out in the mouth with an irresistible gourmet temptation, and the aura moisturizes the mouth, taste buds, and throat......

Linglong bread and Linglong biscuits, which one is more delicious? I'm afraid it will have to be determined by personal taste.

A mortal's sense of taste can't tell the difference, bread is the first time Xue Cheng has made it after mastering the dim sum divine skill, and she has made cookies many times, so the use of biscuits' aura is more skillful and even, and it should be better.

Looking at Xue Cheng's expressions of enjoyment, Qi Weiwei, Jingjing, and the pastry chef finally couldn't help it, and rushed up together, and one of them stuffed a small loaf of bread into their mouths.

Then their mouths were gagged and they were intoxicated with the delicacy both physically and mentally.

When the pastry chef came to his senses, instead of being like Qi Weiwei and Jingjing, his eyes were just staring at a plate of small bread again, but walked up to Xue Cheng and bowed deeply respectfully.

Xue Cheng didn't know why, Qi Weiwei looked at him quietly and suspiciously.

The pastry chef said: "I specialize in the pastry I studied at the chef training school, and I think the pastry I make is already delicious, and I have never been convinced by Sister Xue, but now, I am convinced." ”

"Ha, don't, don't," Xue Cheng looked flattered and confused, "Young people must have the courage not to admit defeat, don't admit defeat easily." ”

"Even if I ponder and practice by myself for another hundred years, I won't be able to reach your realm, Master, will you accept me as an apprentice?"

It turned out that I wanted to learn art!

Qi Weiwei and Jing Jing both had lively expressions, but they didn't forget to pick up a small bread to eat again.

Xue Cheng hurriedly refused, what are you kidding, she is still an apprentice now, how can she dare to accept apprentices?" "I will only make these two Linglong dim sum now, and I will start accepting apprentices, I really dare not be!"

"No, the two kinds of dim sum you make can already start a sect in the pastry world, and I really haven't eaten the delicious dim sum you made!" said the pastry chef with firm admiration.

How old are you, how many snacks have you eaten, kid!

Xue Cheng thought for a while and said: "Is this good, I also rely on that kind of ethereal inspiration to make Linglong dim sum, I can't control this thing myself, and the amount of each day can't be guaranteed, I think slowly, if there is a way to teach you, I will definitely teach you how to do it, and when I teach you, how about you call me a master again?"

In fact, Xue Cheng still admires this young man, children of this age are not ambitious, not vain, have an accurate positioning for themselves, and can work hard to do an ordinary job in a down-to-earth manner, which is very rare. If she could pass on the method of making Linglong dim sum to mortals, she would be willing to teach him.

Of course, the pastry chef agreed, and gave a deep salute.

It's all come to this point, we can no longer just call people pastry chefs, this young man's name is Jiao Hongbei, 22 years old, after graduating from junior high school, he went to a chef school to learn pastry. Hongbei, baking, Xue Cheng felt that when he was named at the beginning, his parents probably predicted that their son would become a master baker. However, this surname is a bit out of place, and you can't become a master if you bake and burn it.

After dealing with the apprenticeship matter, Qi Weiwei suddenly said: "Okay, don't eat it, you are about to lose your salary this month." He stretched out his hand to stop Jing Jing from getting the Linglong bread again.

Crying quietly: "Sister Wei, you won't deduct my salary, right?" She didn't want to, but the taste of this Linglong bun really couldn't be refused.

"Let's see how you do in the future. Qi Weiwei counted distressedly, she and Jing Jing almost ate a small bread on a baking tray in a while, how much does this cost!

The smell of Linglong bread wafted outside, causing a commotion, and the customers couldn't wait, so they rushed into the oven and said, "Auntie, is it okay? Wow - this is Linglong bread! I want it, I have to!"

Qi Weiwei smiled: "Okay, Chuchu, go to line up outside, and we'll pack it right away." ”

Chu Chu hurriedly reported the good news to his parents and queued up.

Xue Cheng said: "I think it's better to let everyone try one." ”

Qi Weiwei never doubted that people who had eaten bread could resist buying it and not buy it again, so she agreed at the moment and personally served the bread to the customers in line to taste.

Then, the delicacy of the Linglong bun conquered a long dragon again. The team of dozens of people was intoxicated by the delicacy and did not want to open their mouths, although the bread had long been swallowed, they were still savoring, for fear that the taste would escape from their mouths with one mouth.

The four people in the store discussed the price of Linglong buns.

"The bread is more laborious to make than the biscuits, and the price is definitely a bit higher. Jiao Hongbei said.

Xue Cheng has no opinion, she just waits for the money.

Qi Weiwei said: "But we don't have a box of Yin Linglong bread now, so we can only use a box of biscuits for the time being, a box of 100 grams of biscuits, it must not be able to hold 100 grams of bread, why don't you still sell it for 48 yuan?"

She was the boss, no one refuted her words, and then, the box of Linglong buns draped in cookies went on the market. The price is the same as the previous price of a box of biscuits.

Those who had tasted the bread finally came back to their senses and began to argue in the line whether the bread was better or the biscuits. As Xue Cheng guessed, green vegetables and radishes have their own favorites, but even those who prefer biscuits are willing to leave the team and give up the right to buy Linglong bread.

Chu Chu happily bought three boxes of bread and drove to the city with his parents to celebrate his grandmother's birthday.

It was almost 10 a.m.

At the beginning of the year, my father drove fast, and I was afraid that I would miss my grandmother's birthday.

Mom frowned and said, "Grandma's birthday is not as important as our family's life, right?"

Dad slowed down.

When the family arrived at their grandmother's house, it was almost 12 o'clock at noon.

When my aunt opened the door and saw their family, she frowned slightly: "Why did you come?" ”

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