Chapter 322 Cake
Ah Xiang was a little troubled when he saw all these things: "Master, there is no place to put these things at home."
Wen Zhenyi looked at the yard of his home. Now all the rooms were occupied, and these things could fill up a room.
"Let's take it to the new house later."
A Xiang nodded and took all the food off the carriage.
Qin Yue helped to tidy up.
When Mrs. Wen and the others came back and saw the scene in the yard, they were also a little dazed: "Who sent all this, and why are there so many?"
Wen Zhenyi gave a brief account of it.
Old Mrs. Wen looked at these things and found that they had already been classified. Some of them were not of high value but were in large quantities, while some of them were of both high value and large quantities.
The Wen family registered all the holiday gifts, and then asked Old Man Wen and his son to deliver the gifts to the new house, put them away and lock them up.
Ma Yinghe looked at these things and said, "They also gave me silk and satin."
Mrs. Wen thought for a moment and said, "Keep all these good things and use them as dowries for Yi Yi and Zhu Tao when they get married."
"Okay, what about the other stuff?"
"We've used what we can use, and divided what we can divide."
Wen Zhenyi asked Axiang to go to several other villages and deliver the red envelopes to each tenant.
In the afternoon, she took the milk delivered by Mr. Ke and went to the store which was not yet open.
This is the shop where she was going to make pastries, but now it is empty before she has time to do it.
She was going to make some pastries with milk today. Xiong Lu had already made an egg beater and placed it in the shop.
The only free girl at home was Qin Yue, so she was called in to help.
Qin Yue was very curious about this shop. It was different from the braised meat shop run by her mother next door. There was a stove with a strange shape here.
"Miss, what are we doing today?"
"Let me think about it."
She planned to bake a cake first. Now that the molds were ready, there should be no problem. Then she would prepare some other pastries.
The task of beating the eggs was given to Qin Yue to separate the egg white and yolk.
Qin Yue watched and learned, and asked questions when she didn't understand.
Wen Zhenyi also taught her while doing it, telling her the purpose of doing so.
Qin Yue was very curious about the egg beater, but after using it, she found that it saved time and effort.
Wen Zhenyi looked at the milk delivered and decided to use it all to make butter, and then consider other things when there was milk next time.
She looked at the steps Qin Yue was taking from time to time, and after confirming that nothing was missed, she lit the fire in the stove.
When the temperature reaches a certain level, pour the egg liquid into the mold and put it into the oven.
Qin Yue looked on curiously: "Miss, how do you determine the temperature?"
"There's no way to tell for sure. You have to rely on experience. You have to feel how the different temperatures make you feel and then make your own judgment."
“Isn’t this difficult?”
“It is indeed difficult and takes a long time to accumulate.”
Qin Yue moved her small hand closer to the oven, feeling the sensation the temperature was giving her.
Wen Zhenyi looked at her and smiled: "Don't put it directly on the oven, it will burn you."
"good."
After Wen Zhenyi made the butter, he put it in the ice cellar below to freeze.
She started making marshmallows again, and she also bought fish maw and other things one after another. Although the shop was not open, the items inside were very complete.
It can be said that she has not been idle for the past six months, and has made everything she can think of and use.
Fry the corn starch over low heat, spread it evenly on a baking tray, and use a cleaned egg to press out circular grooves on it.
The fish maw has been soaked in advance. Put water and sugar in the pot. After the sugar and water melt, add the soaked fish maw and stir.
After the three are combined, pour into the egg white prepared in advance, beat quickly with a whisk until it turns white, then scoop a spoonful with a small spoon and put it into the corn flour.
The next step is to wait for the marshmallows to dry.
From the oven on the other side, a fragrant aroma was already wafting out.
Even the customers next door who came to buy braised food were sniffing and saying, "Madam Qin, has your young lady made something delicious again?"
Madam Qin also looked helpless: "Maybe."
"Ask us, are you selling it?"
Madam Qin looked at Qin Xing with a wry smile: "Xing'er, go ask."
Qin Xing nodded: "Okay."
Wen Zhenyi really made a lot this time, one for gifts, and the other for his family to eat during the New Year.
When Qin Xing came over, he saw Qin Yue squatting next to the oven, her face full of seriousness: "Xiao Yue."
"Sister, why are you here?"
"Where's the young lady?"
Qin Yue pointed to the kitchen: "In the kitchen."
"I'm going to find the lady." After saying that, he walked towards the kitchen.
Wen Zhenyi heard the footsteps and looked at the two people who came in: "Xiao Xingxing, why are you here?"
Every time Qin Xing heard her call him that, he felt a little uncomfortable: "The customer next door smelled the fragrance from your place, so didn't they ask me if you have anything for sale?"
Wen Zhenyi thought about it and realized she didn’t plan to sell marshmallows. She was planning to make nougat or something like that. “You can sell today’s cake.”
"How much?"
The cakes made by Wen Zhenyi are not small, each one is at least eight inches in size.
But the total cost was less than a hundred coins, so she didn't plan to sell it too expensively: "Three coins of silver each. If you don't want one, you can cut it up and sell it."
"Okay, I'll talk to them."
Wen Zhenyi calculated that the time in the oven was almost up, so he opened the oven and took out the cake.
The moment it comes out of the oven, the aroma of the cake becomes even more intense.
Qin Yue looked at the golden cakes without moving her eyes away: "They look so good and smell so good too."
"It's still too hot. Let it cool down for a while."
Qin Yue smiled and nodded: "Miss, are we still doing it?"
"If you're still not tired, you can continue. Have you memorized the steps?"
"I'm not tired, and I've memorized the steps."
"Then go ahead." Wen Zhenyi also wanted her to practice more. If she had talent, it would be nice to let her manage the cake shop in the future.
But she needs to find an accountant for the braised meat shop.
Wen Zhenyi put the cake aside to cool, and customers who wanted to buy it would have to wait for a while.
But the diners did not complain. You know, it is rare for Wen Zhenyi to make pastries, and it is unknown when they will see her making pastries next time.
Now, don’t even ask them to wait for a few days, they are willing to do so.
When Wen Zhen saw that the marshmallows were hard, he sprinkled cornmeal on them, turning them into little white fat men.
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