While busy preparing written materials, Jiang Yueyuan also used his free time to start thinking about the development of new products at a high point.

At first, she also considered whether to make the Internet celebrity desserts that were once popular on the Internet in later generations, similar to dirty buns, but she soon gave up this idea.

First, the materials needed to make dirty buns are a little difficult to get for a while, after all, cocoa powder is still a strange term for people nowadays.

In other words, the taste of dirty buns is actually average, and it can only become popular because of the excessive marketing at that time, plus there were many people who were rich and idle at that time, so this dessert that is not worthy of the name was naturally praised.

However, this fire came and went out quickly, but in a few months, this dessert fell to the detective.

But nowadays people are different, they pay more attention to the practicality of things, such as this kind of dessert that can eat disaster, they may really not look down on it.

Jiang Yueyuan thought about it carefully, since they already planned to make the pastry industry bigger, they should not be limited to only making Chinese pastries, and the combination of Chinese and Western is the king.

So in the following time, Jiang Yueyuan has been tinkering with desserts at home, and even has less time to inspect the factory.

provoked Shang Mei couldn't help muttering about Jiang Yueyuan's two sentences of occupying the kitchen every day, smelling the bursts of fragrance coming from the kitchen, and came out with her elbows, Jiang Chunsheng, who was sitting next to her and reading the newspaper, "Hey, what is your daughter tinkering with in the kitchen again? It smells weird." ”

Jiang Chunsheng glanced at Shang Mei, "If you're curious, go in and take a look yourself, you can't see a flower when you stay here every day." ”

Hearing Jiang Chunsheng's words, Shang Mei glared at him angrily, "I just had an awkward relationship with Yuanyuan in the past two days, what are you pretending to be?" ”

"Who is to blame? Who told you to find fault?"

"Is that me looking for fault? He has felt that you have been in the kitchen every day for the past two days, not going to work, not going to meet with friends, and the first thing you do when you wake up every morning is to drill into the kitchen, so that I can't make dinner on time at night, haven't you noticed that the dinner time at our house is getting later and later in the past two days? Believe it or not, if I don't say a word to her, she can be in the kitchen 24 hours a day. ”

"You father don't care about his daughter, don't you let me care? How can there be such a truth in the world?"

"Your daughter is really, she has a stubborn temper like a donkey, I kindly persuaded her, and she actually started a tantrum with me, and she didn't talk to me for two days, and I don't know who this character is, no one in our Shang family has this temper. ”

Jiang Chunsheng was scolded by Shang Mei and had nothing to say, so he stopped answering and quietly read the newspaper.

When he finished reading the newspaper, he found that Ms. Shang Mei was still looking at the kitchen, and he couldn't help but feel relieved: "Okay, don't look at it, when Yuanyuan is ready, she will naturally take it out, and don't you also take out the egg tart you made before and give me a taste?"

Speaking of the egg tarts made by Jiang Yueyuan two days ago, Jiang Chunsheng couldn't help but reminisce, the golden pastries are the same as Xiao Yuanbao, according to Yuanyuan, what kind of Western-style dessert is it, surgical crispy, tender filling, the two tastes complement each other, and they are unexpectedly compatible.

Even people like Jiang Chunsheng who don't like sweets very much can't help but be a little intoxicated, not to mention Shang Mei and Jiang Yuechao, who already love sweets, especially Jiang Yuechao, who showed off six big egg tarts by himself that night, and his stomach was as bulging as if he had been three months old.

Thinking of the taste of the egg tart, Jiang Chunsheng swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and also cast an expectant look at the slender back figure who was busy in the kitchen.

I don't know what dessert Yuanyuan tossed today, it smells weird.

Shang Mei, who was a little sour because of her eyes, withdrew her gaze, but unexpectedly met Jiang Chunsheng's eyes and snorted coldly.

When he persuaded her, he said that he was talking endlessly, how could he get to himself, and his eyes were bigger than her.

After a while, Jiang Yueyuan walked out with two plates of things, and finally put them in front of the couple.

Jiang Yueyuan wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead casually with his hand, and shouted in the direction of the room: "Grandma, Chaochao, come and taste my newly made pastry." ”

As soon as the words fell, a villain rushed out of the house like a cannonball, squeezed between Jiang Chunsheng and Shang Mei, causing Jiang Chunsheng to knock on his head, "What about the rules?"

Jiang Yuechao smiled embarrassedly, and her originally delicate little face instantly took on a layer of naivety.

Jiang Yueyuan ripped off her sleeves and asked, "Grandma, why didn't you come out?"

Shang Mei had a chance to talk, and hurriedly said: "Your grandmother went to your uncle's house upstairs, it is estimated that it will take a while to come down, just leave two copies of these pastries you have made for them." ”

Jiang Yueyuan nodded, agreeing with Shang Mei's approach.

Seeing this, Shang Mei's original unhappy emotions in the past two days were swept away, and then her eyes fell on the two stacks of things on the table.

One of the stacks of pastries is not unfamiliar, a piece of pastry shaped like butterfly wings lying quietly together, exuding bursts of fragrance, impressively butterfly crisp.

Once when she went to a well-known hotel in Shanghai, she also met someone selling this thing, and it was swept away in just an hour, which made her stunned at the time, after all, it was a pastry from a big hotel, and the price was not cheap.

However, the one made by her daughter seems to be no different from what the hotel made back then, and even the fragrance is stronger than what she smelled at the time, and it seems that the fragrance she smelled just now should be emitted by this butterfly cake.

Shang Mei glanced at the butterfly cake and then moved her gaze to another plate, after all, she had also eaten this butterfly vegetarian back then, so she was even more curious about what the other pastry her daughter made was?

Just looking at the past, she was stunned, is this really a pastry...... The pink petals, the tender green leaves, the small green bamboo, and the white and chubby dumplings look very pleasing to the eye.

In fact, it wasn't just Shang Mei who was stunned, but Jiang Chunsheng, who was practicing on the side, couldn't help but be stunned and looked at it twice.

Jiang Yuechao was even more excited and pointed directly to one of them who was made into a panda by Jiang Yueyuan and said, "Sister, sister, what kind of pastry is this?

After all, who can refuse to win a national treasure.

Jiang Yueyuan smiled, only feeling that her efforts were not in vain.

"It's called wagashi, a Japanese confectionery, so you can taste it. ”