Anle caught a glimpse of a familiar figure arriving at the door out of the corner of her eye, and a smile appeared on her lips.
"I have an old acquaintance here. I'll go and greet him first. Please make yourself at home," he said, giving a brief instruction to An Yi beside him.
"Third Brother, did you hear that? Young Master He is an old friend of ours. This cake is free for him, and all the rest of these desserts will be half price for him."
As soon as he finished speaking, he darted off to Xiaoju's side.
"Oh, I didn't expect you to actually come! Why are you alone? Where's your mistress?"
"Hmph, I never expected you to actually open a pastry shop in town. You're quite capable," Xiaoju snorted, her eyes sparkling with curiosity as she looked around.
Anle smiled broadly and wasn't modest at all.
"Hey, that's right, I mean what I say, a promise is a promise, how about that?"
Your mother's birthday is at the beginning of this month. Would you like to order a cake here for her to try?
"I don't even know if it tastes good or not. What if I buy it and you rip me off? Two taels of silver for pastries is ridiculously expensive."
Anle smiled and clapped her hands.
"Big sister, bring up the chiffon cake that was given to the guests for tasting, and let this little sister Xiaoju have a taste."
Quietly carrying a plate of chiffon cake cut into small pieces, she gracefully walked up to Xiaoju and smiled slightly.
"Girl, please try it."
Anle picked up a piece of cake stuck on a toothpick and handed it to He Yusheng, who was leaning over.
"Here, have a taste. This is the cake I gave you as a gift."
He Yusheng opened his mouth without hesitation and took a bite. The sweet, soft, and creamy texture that filled his mouth, along with the rich milky aroma and a hint of refreshing fruitiness, made his eyes light up.
"Mmm...delicious! So delicious!"
This tastes really good. How did you make such a soft pastry?
I've never tasted a pastry like this before. It's sweet but not cloying, soft and delicious, and has a refreshing fruity aroma.
It tastes like peach, doesn't it?
But it tastes even better than a peach!
Anle said with a smile.
"Of course, this cake has more than just cream in the filling; it also has canned peaches, so of course it has a fruity flavor."
Xiaoju picked up a toothpick and ate a piece. Her eyes lit up instantly, and she stared at the plate of tasting desserts that Anjing was holding with a wolf-like, oily green gaze.
"This... is this the kind of pastry you mentioned that costs two taels of silver? Is this the pastry you're going to sell to my young lady?"
Anle pointed to the shop window.
"Yes, do you see the pastries in this shop window? These are all of them!"
However, the prices are still different!
The cheapest one costs two taels of silver; I doubt you'd want the more expensive ones.
Xiaoju's eyes lit up as she stared at the tiramisu on the top layer of the eight-inch chiffon cake, and she couldn't help but swallow.
"Is that five-tael silver layer on top taels of silver taels better than the pastry I tasted?"
"Yes, this flavor is richer, more mellow and delicate, and the texture is better. Compared to the cake below that costs two taels of silver, it's not just about being sweet."
"Then... what else tastes like?" Xiaoju licked her lips and couldn't help but ask.
A brief introduction to Anle's grin.
"This layer of cake is tiramisu."
When you eat it, you experience a variety of flavors, including fragrance, smoothness, sweetness, richness, and softness, with a rich texture. The taste is not just one-dimensional sweetness.
Its taste is sweet with a slight bitterness, but it is more appealing to the taste buds than the purely sweet taste below.
If we're just talking about texture, the tiramisu on the plate in the display window next door has a better texture and is more suitable for this season. It's slightly cool and refreshing, with a smooth and creamy consistency.
He Yusheng and Xiaoju stared intently at the tiramisu pieces in the display window on the other side of the window that Anle was pointing to—
It was served in pure white porcelain dishes, which they had never seen in the town before.
A pure white, flawless porcelain plate alone is enough to attract attention.
My gaze fell on the tiramisu on the plate. It wasn't particularly brightly colored to attract attention; it was just an unremarkable brown pastry.
He Yusheng chuckled.
"Compared to the pastries here, I find the pristine white plate at the bottom even more captivating."
Xiaoju nodded vigorously in agreement.
"And this transparent crystal box next to it is so beautiful too. Such beautiful porcelain should be collected."
"It's such a waste to use it to hold pastries! If it were my husband, he definitely wouldn't dare use it like this; he'd probably display it as a treasure at home."
Anle was speechless upon hearing this. Were these two out of their minds?
"But hey, how did you even make this thing?"
The taste is actually amazing!
Since you say this tastes good, give me a piece!
"I bought it, I'll try it now."
Anle grinned.
"Hmph, you have good taste. This tiramisu requires a lot of expensive ingredients to make. There are several main ingredients alone."
He Yusheng raised his eyebrows, intrigued.
"Hmm? Raw materials? What kind of raw materials are so expensive that you can sell them for five taels of silver?"
"For example, coffee, red wine, cheese, biscuits, cocoa powder, etc., basically things you have no idea about."
But you're lucky to get half price at my shop, kid. Making this stuff took us a lot of effort, used up a lot of materials, and practiced countless times before we finally got it right.”
Well, even those cakes that were discarded and didn't taste very good ended up in the stomachs of the family.
Keeping watchful of the quiet shop window, she knowingly opened the glass door and brought out a tiramisu.
He Yusheng reached out and took the dish, stroking the rim of the plate with great excitement, clearly delighted.
"This thing, this thing is really eye-catching! Such clean and flawless porcelain, such exquisite craftsmanship, tsk tsk—"
Anle glared at He Yusheng with annoyance.
"Are you going to eat or not? Are you here to sample the dessert, or just to admire the plates?"
He Yusheng glanced at it; it was such a large piece that he didn't know where to start eating it.
Just as he raised his hand to grab it, Anle jumped up and slapped it away. She picked up a spoon from the plate, scooped out a spoonful, and stuffed it into He Yusheng's mouth, waiting expectantly for He Yusheng to taste it.
"How is it? What does it taste like?"
He Yusheng stared wide-eyed, savoring the melt-in-your-mouth, smooth, and mellow flavor. He snatched the spoon from An Le's hand, scooped up another spoonful, and put it in his mouth—
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