Several younger brothers of the Shi brothers bought biscuits and went back to pay for them.

Shi Yongming ate a biscuit, but he didn't expect the taste to be refused, so he ate all the biscuits in one go, and after eating, he felt very comfortable, so he went to the yard to practice.

Although a few boxes of biscuits do not contain much aura, reiki is one of the essence of heaven and earth, and if it weren't for Xue Cheng's biscuits to fuse auras into food, it would be difficult for mortals to obtain auras from breathing and eating.

This aura helps him practice mortal exercises, of course, it is equivalent to taking the Ganoderma lucidum treasure medicine to the cow to regulate the body, and it is strange that the cow does not grow well.

Shi Yongming thought that his hard work for a day and a night would reach the liver at most, but he didn't expect that he would reach the gallbladder in three hours, the musculoskeletal seemed to be full of vitality, and the internal force was also stronger.

After he finished his work, he punched a set of punches, and his power increased, and he confirmed his guess in his heart, this biscuit must have been made by his senior sister with a special method, such a treasure, and it is really a tyrannical thing to sell to ordinary people to eat! He immediately gathered his subordinates, and there was a task every day in the future, and he lined up in the morning to buy biscuits, and those who bought them were rewarded.

In the next few days, Xue Cheng would make more than a hundred biscuits every day, and she became more and more proficient in the control of spiritual power and aura, each biscuit was almost distributed with dense and equal aura, and the content of miscellaneous energy had been reduced to negligible.

Every morning, before Weiwei Cake Shop opened, there was a long queue, and the time was pushed earlier and earlier, so that now there were people queuing at dawn, these were mainly Shi Yongming and Shi Yongrui's subordinates. How can foodies compare to scalpers who make queuing their profession. So more and more foodies can't buy Linglong biscuits.

On a Saturday morning in early winter, the air was humid and cold, and the pretty little girl got up early in the morning to line up for cookies.

Today, all three of them went out to line up, so that they could buy three biscuits. It's not that she is too greedy, so she forced her parents to line up together, because today is grandma's birthday, and their family wants to give these three cookies to grandma as a birthday gift.

But when they arrived in high spirits, they saw a desperate procession.

1、2、3...... At the beginning of the year, count backwards from the first person in front of the store...... 100、102...... I was going to cry at the beginning, and when I counted the places occupied by my father and mother, it was already one hundred and forty.

How could this be? The little girl was almost crying, it was only seven o'clock, and there were still two hours before the shop opened, were these people crazy? She felt that she was going crazy too, Aunt Xue usually made one hundred and twenty or thirty Linglong dim sum every day, and a few times it reached one hundred and forty, and her mother, who was at the top of the house, was one hundred and forty.

Chu Chu stood in front of his mother in frustration, and the people behind him knew that they were a family, and they didn't intervene because Chu Chu intervened to speak.

What is gratifying is that Aunt Xue arrived at the store at seven o'clock today. When Chu Chu saw her, he shouted excitedly and anxiously: "Aunt Xue, come on, you must make a little more, so that I can buy Linglong biscuits!"

Xue Cheng smiled at her and walked to the door, estimating in his heart that the little girl's position should be more than one hundred and twenty, and it would be better to make one hundred and thirty copies today.

She saw dozens of people in the front row, including strong men, women, old people, children, and a few familiar ones, like the subordinates of Shi Yongrui's brothers.

And those women, old people, and children who appeared in the first dozens of people, some of them looked plainly dressed, not like people who could buy dozens of dollars and 100 grams of biscuits to enjoy. It's not that Xue Cheng discriminates against them, she herself has always been poor, and she understands the helplessness of the poor, between delicious food and survival, she must choose survival first. Dozens of dollars are enough for the family's living expenses for two days.

Xue Cheng walked over, did not break it, and did not intend to stop it, as long as she obeyed the rules of queuing, she had no reason to cut off a little income from these people who were forced by life to queue up for the rich to buy cookies. But I still wonder if there is a better way to make the delicious taste most directly and effectively reach the customers who truly love it.

The boss, the pastry chef, and Jing Jing have not yet come, Xue Cheng walked into the back kitchen to prepare the materials, mix the flour, beat the eggs, the movements are smooth, there is a sense of beauty, the aura is guided by her movements, smoothly into the materials, and at the same time stimulate the taste and texture of the ingredients, and enhance the nutritional value.

Her meridians choked and were slowly forged at the same time.

It only took half an hour from the time she began to prepare the ingredients to the time when one hundred and thirty biscuits were baked.

The biscuits had just come out of the oven, Qi Weiwei came with a yawn, and immediately put into work, cooled the biscuits, weighed and packed them.

She found that Xue Cheng's mastery of biscuits was becoming more and more proficient, and how many biscuits were a hundred grams would hardly be different.

One hundred and thirty biscuits sold out quickly, but Chu Chu and his parents were still in line outside the door.

Xue Cheng had a bad heart, how could he break his promise to the little girl, because he was too confident and estimated the wrong number.

The little girl really cried, her eyes were red, and tears hung on her cheeks, which were red from the cold.

Xue Cheng said lovingly: "Chu Chu, why don't you come in first and let me think of a way?"

Chuchu's eyes lit up, and he pulled his mother into the store.

The ten people in front of Chu Chu and the dozens of people behind him had not dispersed, and immediately looked at Xue Cheng: "What about us?"

Xue Cheng thought for a while and said, "I recently researched a small bread of the Linglong series, and I will make it for everyone to taste in a while, whether they are still satisfied." ”

A teenager shouted, "Auntie, go and do it, I used to love to eat the bread you made the most, and I can finally eat bread again!"

Gong Jianing Yuan Ye habitually touched his cheeks: "Although the mouth ulcers are all healed, I still want to eat your snacks, and I want to taste the bread." ”

Bread is much more laborious to make than biscuits, so you have to choose high-gluten noodles first.

Xue Cheng measured out some high-gluten noodles, put them in a ceramic jar where the noodles were kneaded, added sugar, salt and milk powder, mixed well, and then added the water with the yeast to start kneading.

There is a special bread machine in the store to knead dough, but the first time he did it, Xue Cheng wanted to control the inflow of aura and decided to knead dough by hand. In the process of kneading the dough, she also runs the gourmet exercises that Yan Lanxi received and the exercises of refining the miscellaneous energy, the aura of heaven and earth converges to her, cleansing her skeletal muscles, improving the flexibility and strength of the body, others need to refine the body, and her making dim sum is an excellent body refining process.

She runs the two exercises at the same time more and more smoothly, so that the two exercises cooperate and connect with each other, and at the same time gather aura, refine the body, and refine the miscellaneous energy.

Xue Cheng simply gave this method of practice a name - Linglong Dim Sum Divine Skill.

Although the prototype of this exercise was written by Yan Lanxi, the combination of the two running-in, modifying, and perfecting is the credit of Xue Cheng, and she secretly thought that she was also one of the founders of this set of magic skills.

Thank you *August*, book friends 160905165200947 classmates for rewarding, asking for collection recommendations, welcome Cailuan classmates to return to the team, see several old classmates voting, you didn't abandon Xue Xue, so happy!