The elderly couple froze in disbelief.
Each pastry has its own secret recipe, and anyone who can make it will not easily let others see it.
“Auntie, girl, are you, are you sure?”
The old man stammered and asked, his hand hanging at his side clenched slightly, thin sweat seeping out of his palm.
The woman also pulled the old man’s shirt tighter, her eyes unblinking as she looked at Song Wangyue.
“Of course.”
As these two words fell from Song Wangyue’s lips, the old man and the couple’s eyes reddened with excitement, the old man stepped back and respectfully gave Song Wangyue a big salute, “Many thanks, Miss, the Huangcao couple is grateful.”
The woman also hurriedly followed suit and bowed.
Song Wangyue held them up, “You two don’t have to do that, when the cakes are made and sold in a big fire, it won’t be too late for you to thank me again.”
“I’ve never met you before, the girl just saw pity on the two of us and taught us the secret recipe, no matter how well it sells, we will be grateful to you for the rest of our lives.”
Huang Gao finished and bowed again, but was stopped by Song Wan Yue, “It’s late, let’s not be polite, let’s make it early so we can sell it by noon.”
The two men took Song Wan Yue to the kitchen dedicated to making pastries.
The woman brought Song Wan Yue a brand new apron and helped her to bring it, while Huang Gao moved a stool and placed it at the door, “It’s ventilated here, please sit down, Your Excellency.”
Gu Yi had originally thought of following Song Wan Yue, even if he couldn’t help, he could give her a hand, but last night, he was still helping out, if he did something wrong again today, the little girl didn’t know how she would be angry, thinking of this, Gu Yi gave up the idea of helping out and sat down.
Song Wangyue cooked the raw milk and set it aside. She took the basin, beat a lot of egg whites in it and asked the old man to beat it into a paste.
“This is more labor intensive, you can have a mate beat it later.”
The old man responded.
When he had finished beating it, Song Wangyue added a little salt, a little white vinegar and a little sugar and told him to continue beating it, then add sugar again, and after repeating this several times, it was made into cream.
“This is the cream, the texture will be more fragrant and soft and delicious when he is added to the pastry.”
The old man looked suspiciously at the milk placed to one side and then at the cream in the basin, not understanding why it was said to be cream when not a drop of milk had been put in it.
“Next is the key, watch it.”
The old man and the lady immediately gathered their minds and watched every step of Song Wangyue with full concentration.
Gu Yi also stood up and quietly walked over, watching as each delicate pastry was effortlessly made by Song Wangyue.
“These pastries are called snow mille-feuille, and the fruits inside can be added according to the taste of the guests.”
In all their years of making pastries, it was the first time they had ever seen someone wrap fruit inside, and each one was so crystal clear that one could not take one’s eyes off it.
Song Wangyue moved aside and gestured for Huangcao to make a few too.
Huang Gao stepped forward, took a dough with shaking hands, rolled it out and held it in his left hand, while his right hand went to get the fruit, but twice he failed to pick it up.
Song Wangyue laughed and helped him take some and put it on the dough, Huangcao wrapped it with shaking hands, crooked and not at all presentable.
Huangcao’s face turned red.
“You are just in time to try it.”
Huangcao lifted his shaking hand to his mouth and took a small bite, his eyes widened in disbelief that the pastry was elastic, and he held it up to the woman in disbelief, “Wife, try it.”
The woman also took a bite, shocked and completely speechless.
“Little girl.”
Gu Yi couldn’t help but swallow a lot of saliva a long time ago, half aggrieved and half pitiful, he called out to Song Wan Yue, such a good pastry, the little girl had never made it for him to eat.
Song Wangyue took one to him, Gu Yi was instantly satisfied, took it back to the door and sat on the stool, carefully bit into it, also shocked instantly opened her pretty eyes wide, holding it in her hand and looking back and forth.
The yellow cake couple had already come back to their senses and were filled with ecstasy, when such a pastry was made, it would not be grabbed by people like crazy? Their pastry shop was saved.
Song Wan Yue had already untied her apron and handed it to the woman, “Make it look better if you make it round.”
The woman took it and nimbly wrapped it around her waist, stepped forward to the board, and rolled out a round pastry with fruit, and wrapped it in just a few strokes.
Huang Gao also put down the uneaten “snow maiden” in her hand and came over to help.
The couple moved quickly and made many of them in just a few moments.
Song Wan Yue, who was watching, nodded and saw out of the corner of her eye that Gu Yi had already finished eating them, so she took two more and gave him one of them, “This has glutinous rice powder in it, it’s not easy to digest, so you can’t eat too much, two is the maximum.”
The remaining one was handed to Xiao Si who had been guarding the door.
Xiao Si didn’t ask Gu Yi for permission this time, he couldn’t wait to take it and turned around to take a big bite.
Just now when the young master was eating, he had been gulping with greed, especially the fragrance of the fruit and the sweetness of the cream, tempting him to ask for a bite for the young master, even if it was just a small bite, but he didn’t dare to ask in the end.
Gu Yi is still eating, if he dares to ask at this time, the young master will reward him with a kick.
“Goo, girl ……”
Inside the house the yellow cake couple had all been done and called out to her with a trembling voice.
Song Wangyue turned around and went back.
“How much is the right price to sell this, this snow maiden?”
The milk was expensive and not easy to get, and some of the fruit was not in season, so it took a lot of effort to get it.
“How much is a piece of the most expensive pastry in the shop?”
Not a box but a piece.
“A tael.”
“Set one or two for seasonal fruit and two for fruit requested by guests.”
“OK, OK?”
Two taels of silver a piece, a box of ten would be twenty taels, they hadn’t sold such expensive pastries in years.
“We won’t know if it works until we try it, what we need to do now is to open up Snowmist to fame.”
The yellow cake couple looked at each other, the pastries they made on a regular basis were sold in the shop and customers would try them when they came.
“Move a table and put it by the door, and let people try the ones made today for free.”
Huang Gao was a bit reluctant, they had spent a lot of money on these ingredients.
The woman gritted her teeth, “Dangjia, just do as the girl says.”
Huang Gao moved a table and placed it at the door, not bothering to take out all of the snow maiden, but just a portion, put it away and yelled at the top of her voice.
According to what Song Wangyue had taught him, “Newly made snow maiden, tasty and unique, don’t miss it, come and taste it for free!”
His voice was so loud that his shouting sounded far away and could be heard for half a block, and someone soon came over with interest, “What kind of snow maiden, let me see.”
