The happy little days of the Ye family

Xiaoqi was eating candied haws, with a bulging mouth, like a greedy little squirrel.

The little guy remembered what Wang Chunyu told him, looked at Ye Qingqing with a smile on his face, and said with some inarticulate words:

"Dudu~, my mother made fragrant pastries and asked my aunt, uncle, and Grandpa Tang to try them together~"

"There are so many delicious foods~, they smell delicious~" the little guy added with a smile.

Although Ye Qingqing's pastry making skills are average, she likes to eat and has great ideas about what to eat.

Every time Wang Chunyu makes new pastries, he never forgets to call her to try them together.

And since it's time to try it out, the pastry is usually almost ready, and Ye Qingqing is looking forward to it.

If there was something delicious, Ye Qingqing would definitely not let it go, so he quickly went to the next door room to find Tang Xiaojing.

"My lord, my lord, my sister-in-law has made new pastries. Let's go over and try them."

"Okay, I'll be out right away."

Tang Xiaojing was preparing herbal medicine in the house. He was a little tired after working on it all afternoon. When he heard Ye Qingqing's voice, he couldn't wait to open the door and come out.

It's a pity that Tangshan happened to go out to chat with an old friend in the afternoon, so there was no luck.

Tang Xiaojing held Chenchen, and Ye Qingqing held the bouncing Xiao Qi, just like a family of four.

The four of them returned to Ye's house, and Wang Chunyu came out of the kitchen happily carrying two plates of newly made pastries.

"Qingqing, you came back just in time. The pastries have just come out of the pan. Come and try them." Wang Chunyu greeted a few people and hurriedly came over to try them.

"Okay, this pastry smells delicious." As soon as Ye Qingqing saw the delicious food, she couldn't help but speed up her steps.

But Xiao Qi, a greedy little cat, was even more anxious than she was. As soon as he saw something delicious, he immediately let go of Ye Qingqing's hand and ran away after Wang Chunyu.

Ye Qingqing looked at Xiao Qi's mercilessly cheerful back, and couldn't help but complain to Tang Xiaojing on the side:

"This little guy Xiao Qi is too greedy."

Tang Xiaojing suppressed his laughter, thinking that this was clearly due to his family background. The whole room in the Ye family was full of delicious food, so he couldn't blame Xiao Qi for being greedy.

Not to mention Xiaoqi, even Chenchen, the little Douding, is also a greedy little cat.

In the hall, Mrs. Ye, Mother Ye and Ye Xilin had already stretched their necks, waiting for Wang Chunyu's new pastries.

Wang Chunyu placed two plates of pastries on the table, and everyone rushed over like a swarm of swarms.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Ye Xilin took out three soft chicken cakes.

One was given to Li Guoer beside him, and the other was given to Xiao Qi, who was tiptoeing desperately in front of the table, but couldn't reach it.

Of course I ate the last one by myself.

Ye Xilin finished the chicken cake in his hands in just three bites, and even took the second piece without finishing it, which showed that it tasted good.

Cloud cake is a very famous pastry in this area. Ye Qingqing picked up a piece of cloud cake with a curious look on his face.

Although Ye Qingqing doesn't know how to make cloud cake, she heard that the craft is extremely complicated.

And it requires the use of various expensive ingredients such as glutinous rice, sugar, lard, terminol, sesame, etc.

During the Chinese New Year, Ye Qingqing also bought some cloud cakes from the pastry shop.

Snow is as white as clouds, as thin as paper, and fragrant. It tastes moist, soft and melts in your mouth.

Ye Qingqing looked at the slightly yellow cloud cake on his hand, which was as thick as a fingernail, and felt a little complicated.

It's nothing like the cloud cake in her impression.

Seeing his sister-in-law looking at him expectantly, Ye Qingqing took a big bite.

This cake indeed melted in your mouth, but it was powdery and dry. After one bite, Ye Qingqing choked directly.

After beating his chest several times and drinking more than half a cup of tea, Ye Qingqing reluctantly swallowed the cloud cake in his mouth.

Wang Chunyu gently patted Ye Qingqing's back to calm her down, and handed her a new cup of tea with the other hand.

"Drink some tea and moisten your throat."

Ye Qingqing drank another half cup of tea before she recovered.

"Sister-in-law, this cloud cake of yours still tastes good, but it's too dry and I can't swallow it at all."

Wang Chunyu took a piece of cloud cake and tasted it himself. Like Ye Qingqing, he beat his chest several times before reluctantly swallowing it.

The cloud cake Wang Chunyu made twice before was too dry to swallow. This time she even added a little honey to it, but she didn't expect it to fail.

Wang Chunyu suddenly withered like a cabbage beaten by frost.

Ye Qingqing gave her an idea: "Sister-in-law, the cloud cakes sold in pastry shops are as thin as paper, weigh less, and don't taste so dry."

"You cut it too thick. I think you might as well try cutting it thinner. Maybe it will taste better."

Wang Chunyu added pitifully: "I also want to cut it thinner, but this cloud cake is not sticky. If you cut it thinner, it will fall into pieces."

Ye Mu also took a small bite of the cloud cake and thought it tasted okay, but it was dry and she couldn't swallow it.

After drinking half a cup of tea, Mother Ye finally spoke:

"Xiao Yu, the cost of this cloud cake is already high. I guess not many people are willing to buy it in grocery stores."

"I think you might as well change your mind and use something cheap instead, and make it look like chestnut cake."

Wang Chunyu's eyes suddenly lit up, as if the two channels of Ren and Du had been opened:

"Mom, you are right, this cloud cake does taste a bit like chestnut cake. I will improve it when I go back, replace all the fine grains with coarse grains, and then find a way to make it not so dry."

At this time, Ye Xilin on the side gave Ye Qingqing and Ye Mu each a piece of chicken cake.

"Mom, sister, this chicken cake made by my sister-in-law is delicious. You guys should try it quickly."

Ye Qingqing took a bite of the chicken cake in his hand. It was soft and delicate, and there was a strong aroma of eggs in his mouth. It was indeed much better than the cloud cake just now.

"This chicken cake is delicious, you can sell it directly."

Mother Ye also tasted the chicken cake in her hand. Although it was not as good as the one made by Grandma Ye, it was still very good. The egg flavor was strong, fragrant and soft.

When Wang Chunyu saw that Xiao Qi remained silent, she thought he was some sort of monster.

Looking down, I saw the little guy holding a big chicken cake, chewing it with gusto, and there were cake crumbs on both sides of his cheeks.

"Where did the colorful-faced cat come from?"

Wang Chunyu took out his handkerchief with a smile and wiped the little guy's face gently.

Wang Chunyu packed some of the remaining pastries in food boxes and took them to Wang's house for Grandma Ye to try.

Wang Chunyu stayed at the Wang family for a long time, and the two of them studied the cloud cake for a long time.

Grandma Ye is also very interested in cloud cakes and plans to study them and make exquisite and beautiful cakes to sell on the pier.

Wang Chunyu also thought about what to use to replace expensive ingredients and prepare to make cheap and affordable pastries.

After Wang Chunyu came back, he went to the kitchen again, preparing to make a pot of chicken cakes to sell in the grocery store tomorrow.

As for another new pastry, she still has to think about it.