Chapter 117 Baking Class Starts
Aunt Li looked at the flickering eyes of the second son's wife and sighed silently in her heart. She had made a mistake in choosing a virtuous wife.
She took everyone's reactions into consideration. She thought this was the last time she would take care of Li Hua. If Li Hua still couldn't see through the true colors of the second brother and his wife and stand up for herself after this, then whatever life she lived in the future would be what she deserved.
The second son's wife quickly thought about it in her heart, and finally said hesitantly, "Mom, this girl is so pale and skinny that she can't be sold for more than a few taels of silver. You want to take five taels just by asking for it. Then the second son and I have raised this girl for nothing for all these years."
Hearing this, Li Lao Er pushed his wife with an ugly expression and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? No matter how bad Li Hua is, she is still our child. How can you be so cruel as to sell her off?"
The second son's wife curled her lips. They had been together for more than ten years, and she still didn't know what kind of person Li Laoer was. He was selfish and would never say what he wanted. He always used her and the two children as an excuse.
Hearing him say this, she thought he was someone who cared deeply for his daughter, but in reality, he just didn't want others to know that he actually agreed with her approach. But she didn't point it out, because after all, their family had benefited from everything Li Lao Er had done over the years.
Thinking of this, the second son's wife became arrogant again. She looked up at Li Laoer and said, "Then what do you say we should do? This girl caused such a big trouble today. Everyone in the alley knows that we have a daughter who can steal money. If we don't sell this girl, will Ming Ge'er be unable to find a wife in the future? Will you be worthy of him?"
Speaking of his precious son, Li Laoer's face quickly darkened and he turned around as if he didn't dare to look at Li Hua. Laoer's wife understood that this meant he was letting her do what she wanted.
Li Hua, who was limp on the ground, was becoming increasingly desperate. At this moment, she realized a fact very clearly: "Mother might really sell her because she wanted to save money for her brother to get married. Even her father, who had always loved her, would not object."
What should I do? Mom and Dad want to sell her.
Li Hua was eleven years old this year. She had always obeyed her mother's orders, and her mind had never been so quick. She rushed to Aunt Li and Old Man Li, who were sitting at the top, and kowtowed frantically, as if she had grasped at a last straw.
Aunt Li sighed in her heart, hoping that after today this child would really wake up.
When Cui Qingyi heard that Aunt Li had shown such arrogance that she drove the second daughter-in-law, who was about to sell her daughter, back to her parents' home, she really admired her. She understood that the reason she did this was probably for her granddaughter Li Hua.
The matter of the Li family ended after she heard about it. Anyway, Cui Qingyi would never accept Li Hua to enter the girls' school, and she was too lazy to worry about other people's family affairs.
A few days later, Aunt Li came to apologize, and Cui Qingyi just asked Konjac to send her away.
The baking class of Cui’s Girls’ School has officially started.
The baking class is different from the embroidery and literacy class. The last class before school ends in the afternoon is their fixed class time.
It was not until the first class actually started that Cui Qingyi, standing in front of the dough counter, thought of a problem: her baking class seemed to make no money at all.
She did a rough calculation in her mind and realized that even if there were only eight classes in a month, the rice, flour, grain and oil needed in class would be a considerable expense.
Furthermore, in order to achieve the best possible results in baking, the raw materials used must be of excellent quality. As the saying goes, "like the master, like the apprentice." Cui Qingyi didn't want the students who graduated from the Cui Women's School to be profiteers who cut corners and use inferior materials to save money.
My eyes go dark just thinking about Cui Qingyi.
The young girls who were gathered around the operating table with full of anticipation were a little nervous as they watched the master's expression change back and forth, wondering if they had done something wrong to make the master unhappy.
In the first class, Cui Qingyi did not introduce the children to each other as she had written in her lesson plan, nor did she explain the various rules of her class.
With her nimble hands and feet, she made a colorful and lifelike longevity peach in front of the children.
These children all come from relatively well-off families. Although they are not wealthy, they can see longevity peaches on their elders' birthdays every year and have tasted them several times.
But the longevity peaches made by the master seemed a little different from those they had seen before. The longevity peaches made by the master were like real peaches growing on branches, and the rich aroma made people want to swallow them in one bite.
Fatty looked at the longevity peach and swallowed her saliva, thinking of the fairy peach her mother had told her in her story.
Cui Qingyi carefully placed the adult fist-sized birthday peaches in a box printed with Cui's pastries. She smiled at the eagerly watching children and said, "Now, each of you can describe the entire process of making the birthday peaches. If you do well, you can take the peach home as a reward."
As soon as she finished speaking, the children were excited at first and then nervous. They ignored everything else and began to try hard to recall the whole process of Cui Qingyi making the longevity peaches.
This kind of simple assessment is something Cui Qingyi often experiences in modern education classrooms. After every class, she is always nervous and ready to answer the teacher's questions.
But this kind of highly concentrated class is also the most beneficial for Cui Qingyi. She can often remember more when she is under great pressure.
Finally, Cui Qingyi handed the longevity peach to a chubby girl who looked a bit like her, with two shallow dimples on her cheeks when she smiled.
Of course, Cui Qingyi gave the longevity peach to her not because the child looked like her, but because the girl looked a little greedy and was very pious when treating the food.
She is also very curious and will take the initiative to ask questions she doesn't understand when Cui Qingyi is demonstrating.
After one class, Cui Qingyi suddenly felt empathy for her former teachers.
The children in the baking class all looked at Pang Ya with envy. Cui Qingyi noticed their expressions and said, "In every class from now on, you will have the opportunity to take home the finished products from class. You must work hard."
Hearing that there would be opportunities in the future, the children instantly became excited again. At this moment, the children did not realize that this feeling was called honor.
Pang Ya brought the longevity peach home and handed it to her mother at home as if it were a treasure. At first, Pang Ya's mother thought that Pang Ya was greedy and got a peach from somewhere, but the peach was a little too big.
After finally seeing clearly what her fat daughter was holding, the fat girl's mother exclaimed, wiped her hands on a sanitary napkin, and handed over the longevity peach.
Fatty was so excited that she told her mother everything that happened in class.
Finally, she raised her head and said proudly, "Mom, I am the first student to receive the cakes made by Master Cui himself. The first one."
Fatty's mother was an equally plump woman. She held up the girl's chubby cheek and gave her a big kiss without any hesitation. "Oh, my Fatty is really capable."
In the evening, after the family had admired the longevity peaches enough, they shared them and ate them. Fatty's brother smacked his lips and encouraged his sister, "Little sister, you must follow the master's instructions carefully. Whether your brother can eat such delicious longevity peaches in the future depends on you."
Because the courses offered by Cui's Girls' School were completely different from those of other schools, the reputation of this school that only accepted girls became increasingly famous in Dongping County.
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