Hearing Jiang Yueyuan's words, Jiang Yuechao's face suddenly showed a complicated and tangled look.

"Ah, little Japanese devil's pastry......"

Recently, Jiang Yuechao's school popularized the Anti-Japanese War with them, even Jiang Yuechao, who was only in elementary school, knew about the evil deeds of the year, and the children's emotions were already easy to get excited, so there were many "anti-Japanese squads" in the school.

Although Jiang Yuechao is not so excited, he can't have any good feelings.

Therefore, after hearing his sister say that it was a Japanese pastry, the little guy who was still excited immediately drooped visibly.

Hearing Jiang Yuechao's words, Jiang Yueyuan couldn't help but be a little amused, first slammed Rua's hairy head, and then said slowly: "Although it is said that this Japanese fruit is a kind of Japanese pastry, it is also influenced by China! Glutinous rice sweets were brought back to Japan, and later brought the Chinese tea ceremony to the past, and with the development of the tea ceremony, the tea naturally developed, and after historical changes, it finally became the Japanese confectionery that we can see in modern times. ”

"So don't be resistant when you hear something Japanese, how can you know if it's under the influence of China? As a big country with 5,000 years, we still have to have some cultural confidence, kids. ”

Jiang Yuechao saw the teasing in her sister's eyes, but she didn't feel shy in her heart, but after hearing her tirade, she looked at her with sparkling eyes and said, "So, this Washi is a little Japanese ghost, ah no, are the Japanese learning from us?"

Jiang Yueyuan: "Although it's not very accurate to say this, but it is indeed influenced by China, haven't you noticed that some of their refreshments are very similar to China's?"

As soon as Jiang Yueyuan's words fell, Jiang Yuechao cheered: "Okay, then I must taste this Japanese fruit that has been influenced by our country." ”

After speaking, he picked up the pink petals and took a bite, and the taste of the fragrant skin and the sweet bean paste filled captured Jiang Yuechao at once: "It's delicious!"

Jiang Yuechao, Jiang Chunsheng, and Shang Mei glanced at each other, and they all saw the smiles in each other's eyes.

"Mom and Dad, try it too, this white dumpling is custard filling, how about you help me see how it tastes?"

In fact, this time Jiang Yueyuan not only made bean paste filling, but also made dates and custard filling, which can be regarded as a small innovation, after all, she likes custard buns very much, so she wondered if it could be put into the waga fruit.

Although she tasted it by herself, the texture and taste were not bad, but she was still a little bottomless in her heart.

Watching my parents pick up the white dumplings and take a bite, I don't know why I was a little nervous.

But fortunately, she soon received an affirmative answer, only to hear her parents say in unison: "It's delicious, it's delicious!"

In particular, Ms. Shang Mei, who has always liked glutinous rice, was pleasantly surprised after taking the first bite, and ate a white dumpling in a few clicks.

At this time, Jiang Yuechao suddenly shouted: "Sister, this is also delicious!" Looking at the movements of his hand, he saw that the plate of butterfly cakes that had been left out by everyone finally had its own sense of existence.

Shang Mei couldn't help but look at her daughter with some surprise after taking a bite, it seems that her daughter does have some talent in making pastries.

The taste of this butterfly crisp is actually better than the butterfly crisp I ate in that well-known hotel.

Although he may not be so professional, he can still distinguish it.

Seeing that the family was very sure of their craftsmanship, Jiang Yueyuan couldn't help but be a little moved, and then ignited her confidence that she would take these things to Gu Qiyan tomorrow.

So early the next morning, Jiang Yueyuan got up from the bed, and after being fully armed, he threw himself into the kitchen, and after a while, a familiar fragrance wafted out of the kitchen.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Jiang Yueyuan walked towards the factory with a bunch of things.

As soon as he arrived at the factory, Jiang Yueyuan went straight to Gu Qiyan's office, and on the way there, he also met Xie Chengen, Jiang Yueyuan unceremoniously pulled people over together.

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When it was time to make the office, Jiang Yueyuan's face was full of satisfaction, leaving only the two people who were still in the office to look at each other.

Xie Chengen looked at the very delicate fruit in his hand, and said with a complicated mood: "Senior, isn't the number of fifteen or sixteen dim sum at a time too big?"

When Gu Qiyan heard Xie Chengen's words, he couldn't help but regret his impulse just now, "This is not a typical example made by the full moon, it is too delicious...... But this is indeed a bit much, I'll go to the full moon later, and make a few things first. ”

After speaking, I took a bite of the butterfly crisp in my hand, which was so fragrant.

Because of the sudden need to put into the production of new snacks, the workers in the factory were busy all of a sudden, but fortunately, Gu Qiyan was not a devil boss, and the bonus he should give was not less, and the workers were willing to stay and work overtime.

Even Li Xinran was busy, so he didn't have time to talk to Gu Qiyan at all.

After a busy month of September, three different pastries appeared in a pastry shop called Dim Sum House.

However, this pastry shop called Dim Sum House has suddenly sprung up all over Fuhui City, and there are seven or eight of them.

At first, everyone who came and went didn't pay attention to this new shop, and it wasn't until someone found out that the genuine steamed cake they bought came from this shop, and then someone hesitated to buy a pastry.

As soon as I entered the store, I was surprised by the placement inside, the exquisite and warm decoration, the sweet fragrance and the clean and tidy environment.

Each pastry is isolated on the counter by a transparent board, and there is a warm yellow light on it, and the delicate pastries that have been made are not good are beaten by this light, which instantly makes people look more appetizing.

In the eyes of later generations of cake shops, the most ordinary decoration can be said to have a sense of luxury that stands out from the crowd.

Customers who enter this store for the first time immediately have a good impression of this store, after all, who doesn't like such a store that looks so clean that it is not good, and it is much more safe to buy things in such a store.

It looks like a mouth-watering pastry, and the staff on the side has been kindly recommending it.

Almost every customer left with a lot of bags, and it wasn't until they walked out of the store that they calmed down, did they buy too much?