Xue Cheng finished the meal, but there was still no movement on Yan Lanxi's side.

She walked outside the Master's door and respectfully said, "Master, it's time for breakfast." ”

"I don't want to eat it right now. ”

is still showing his temper, did the master think that the master was petty, so she kicked him down to the earth?

Xue Cheng gossiped in his heart, but said respectfully: "That disciple has warmed you in the pot, you can eat whenever you want, the disciple will go to work first, the disciple will come back at noon to cook for the master, and the master will definitely not starve again." ”

Yan Lanxi in the room snorted, and Xue Cheng said goodbye and left.

The county cultural square, Xue Cheng just walked to the center of the square, and saw a long queue on the south side of the street, she also thought in her heart that these people were queuing up at the ATM over there to withdraw money, only the bank has such a spectacular queue, and the bank only has such a spectacular queue during the New Year, there are still a few months before the New Year, everyone is busy withdrawing money, is it that the bank is going to fail?

When she got closer, she realized that it was not the ATM machine queuing, but the customers queuing at Vivi's cake shop extending to the ATM, and she realized what was the problem. 、

Looking at the long queue, Xue Cheng felt a sense of pride in his heart, and secretly thought in his heart, should he go to another place to shop for a while to make the line longer?

In the late autumn season, Qi Weiwei was sweating profusely, and when she saw Xue Cheng coming, it was like seeing a savior: "Sister, my sister, you are here!"

Xue Cheng looked up at the watch on the wall and said, "I'm not late, it's only half past eight." Her previous working hours, the store's opening hours, were from 9 a.m. to 8:30 p.m. Besides, a few days ago, Qi Weiwei just promised that she could go to work on time and be completely free.

"No, no, of course not," Qi Weiwei hurriedly explained, afraid that Xue Cheng would misunderstand, she is now her own financier, "It's just that the customers are too enthusiastic, I told them that it's not yet business hours, and you may not be able to make Linglong cookies today, but they just refuse to leave, and consciously line up in a long line, which is ......"

Xue Cheng looked through the glass window and saw that there were at least seventy or eighty people in this team, and it was still increasing. You can earn twenty-four yuan by adding a biscuit, which is 1,680 yuan for seventy people, plus the income from a few days ago, Master's mobile phone and his own shoes are gone.

But she didn't intend to fulfill the wishes of all these people, the masters all had personalities. The customer's appetite also needs to be hoisted.

In front of the photograph are her regular customers Chu Chu and her mother.

When I first saw Xue Cheng, I hurriedly greeted: "Aunt Xue, hurry up and make delicious exquisite biscuits, you must make more, my aunt is still queuing behind, she has been fascinated by your biscuits, and asked for leave to line up." ”

Xue Cheng smiled at her and said, "I'll do my best." ”

"Come on!" the little girl couldn't wait to follow up and help Xue Cheng do it.

Xue Cheng was not verbose, and immediately went to the back kitchen to wash his hands and change his work clothes to prepare.

Next to Qi Weiwei, a white and slightly chubby woman in her thirties quietly asked Qi Weiwei: "Boss, Sister Xue's dim sum is really so delicious?

Qi Weiwei said: "When the Linglong biscuit is made, I will give you permission to eat one, and you don't have to pay, and you won't deduct your salary." ”

This woman is a new clerk she recruited today, a housewife, and her two children are in elementary school, so she came out to find a job to support the family.

Qi Weiwei saw that she asked her to taste a biscuit, and her face showed disdain, so she said: "Don't underestimate this biscuit, a box of 100 grams sells for 48 yuan, and it is only about 30 biscuits, and you can eat one for more than a dollar." "What's more, there is a long queue outside, and there are many people behind the crowd, and they may not even have a turn.

The new clerk said, "Then I'll help my sister make cookies." "I thought to myself, if this biscuit is really so delicious, I will learn the art myself.

Qi Weiwei said: "I forgot to introduce you just now, and I will go over too." Seeing through the new clerk's thoughts, Qi Weiwei said in her heart, the pastry chef in our store looks at Xue Cheng every day and wants to learn her skills, Sister Xue is not stingy, explaining step by step, but the feeling she said we can't catch at all, and we can't do it, you just come to work on the first day, you want to steal art!

In the back kitchen baking room, Qi Weiwei introduced Xue Cheng: "Sister Xue, our new clerk, quietly." Jing Jing wants to help you, if you feel that you need to take advantage of it, let her be your assistant in the future. ”

Xue Cheng said while busy weighing flour: "Hello, Jingjing, you can help me beat eggs." While telling her the ratio of flour to eggs.

Seeing that the two were busy, Qi Weiwei went to the front to greet the guests, if the business has been so good, she needs to recruit another clerk, she can't stay in the store every day, she also needs to see the male god, see the world, the male god is so beautiful, the world is so big......

Qi Weiwei interrupted her cranky thoughts in a timely manner, before she could leisurely watch the male god see the world, she had to face the reality, she and her mother were excluded and sanctioned by the family, and her mother swallowed her anger in the family all her life, and now she was framed like this, she must make a career and let those people see that they are not silk flowers, they will only be raised by the family, and they are useless.

In the step of blending the batter, Xue Cheng simultaneously operated the technique of making spiritual energy food and the technique of refining miscellaneous energy passed down by Yan Lanxi, and the thin aura of heaven and earth slowly converged.

The two exercises operate at the same time, requiring both the condensation of physical strength and the high concentration of mental power, the pure aura is separated from the miscellaneous energy, and it is integrated into the ingredients through Xue Cheng's hand that slowly stirs the batter, her control is more and more proficient each time, and the aura in the batter is more and more uniform each time. Now Linglong biscuits are no longer comparable to the snacks she made by unconsciously leaking her spiritual energy into food before she became a monk.

Xue Cheng's physical flexibility and tenacity were also enhanced by running two sets of exercises at the same time again and again.

This time, she made ten plates of biscuits at once, put them in the oven and baked them, one plate contained five boxes, ten plates is fifty servings, and those who are outside the fifty in line will be disappointed today.

The small box of biscuits designed by Qi Weiwei now has a special layer of food paper on the inside, which can be sealed and moisture-proof, which is much taller than the previous bag. When printing the pattern on the outside, she wanted to take a photo of Xue Cheng when he was making cookies and print it, because she felt that the action of the cookies made by Xue Cheng was very beautiful, but Xue Cheng decisively refused, so she only printed the name and a cartoon pattern.

Ten minutes later, the biscuits are baked, cooled, boxed, and sold.

Xue Cheng looked at today's results with satisfaction, there was very little miscellaneous energy injected with the aura, and some were only the miscellaneous energy contained in the ingredients themselves, and with her current ability, she couldn't get rid of it.

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