Tiezhu returned safely. On New Year's Day, he not only brought back a thank-you gift from Lin's mother, but also brought back the dim sum chef.
The reason was that after Lin Jing ate the cake, he was immediately amazed by its soft texture, sweet taste, and especially its cute shape, all of which made people feel novel.
After tasting it, Lin's mother liked it even more and immediately called the master chef in the shop to see if he could understand the cake recipe given by Han Zeyu.
The old master frowned. He could understand it, but how did you beat the dough in batches? What did the stirring and defoaming mean?
The wording is professional and profound, and he must be a master chef with unique insights into the art of desserts.
Tiezhu is eager to protect his master. His master is a young talent, in the prime of his life, handsome and elegant, he is definitely not old!
The master was a little embarrassed. He just wanted to elevate the other party's status, otherwise wouldn't he appear ignorant?
As Han Zeyu's right-hand man, Tiezhu also showed everyone his "Qilin Arm", and he could beat eggs so hard that afterimages were left.
The old master was amazed. This technique was indeed unique, but it was too labor-intensive. Most people didn't have the arm strength and speed.
On the second day, the master chef brought two apprentices to try to make cakes according to the recipe. The finished products were not very beautiful, and half of them had shrunk and collapsed.
Tiezhu wanted to call them stupid, but he was afraid that they would ask him to demonstrate it himself. Then he thought that he was not smart, so he did not say anything to offend others.
After trying for two days, the old master decided to visit the master in person. When he returned after learning, the store would be able to put new products on the market.
The dedicated master gave up his paid annual leave and came to Yunshan Village with his eldest apprentice and Tiezhu.
Han Zeyu didn't hide it. He would get a share of the profits anyway, so the more cakes he sold, the better.
This old-fashioned cake is the simplest type of cake. He can also make chiffon cake because the principle is similar, but he is not so good at making others.
Although his dessert making skills are not that great, he has a master chef behind him!
So in the next few days, Han Zeyu, as an expert scholar in theory but not in theory, guided the professional with rich practical experience and led him to study the method of making chiffon tiger skin cake.
The old master lamented that learning has no end. Heroes have always emerged from youth, and the waves behind push the waves ahead. If he doesn't want to be beaten to death on the beach, he can't slack off and must learn well from the young master.
Han Zeyu shamelessly fooled the master, saying that traditional skills still require old craftsmen, and as the younger generation, all they can do is to continue exploring and innovating.
It was said so well that the master was moved and the eldest apprentice was also excited, as if what they were making was not dessert but military rations.
Su Shien retreated silently. Perhaps he shouldn't have stepped in and witnessed such a passionate scene with his own eyes.
Ignoring the burning gaze behind him, Su Shien thought it would be better to go back and write a story to calm down. In fact, the real world is far more bloody than the fictional world.
Han Zeyu withdrew his gaze from that person, secretly cursing him for being so useless. What was this little scene like? It was really useless!
Three days later, Tiezhu was responsible for sending the two people back to the provincial capital safely.
Su Shien took out the couple outfits he wore to the last wedding banquet. Su Yunzhu's engagement banquet is the day after tomorrow.
The originally spoiled and domineering little girl is now seventeen years old. In a blink of an eye, she has reached the age of engagement. She can't help but sigh that time flies.
Su Yunzhu still looked down on Su Shien, the eldest son of a concubine, and Su Shien still hated this arrogant legitimate daughter.
His tolerance and patience belong to his son Yu Ge'er. These irrelevant so-called relatives should not even think of sharing a single bit of it.
Su Yunzhu's fiancé is named Zhang Yaozu, who comes from a family of scholars and currently lives in the provincial capital. His father is the eighth-rank official of the provincial academy.
When Han Zeyu heard the name Yaozu, he had only two questions.
Su Shien expressed his desire to hear more details.
"First, is he the only male in his family? Second, is there anyone in his family named Guangzong?"
Su Shien asked in surprise, "How did you know? The Zhang family has had only one son for three generations. Zhang Yaozu is the fourth generation, and there is only this one male, so he was very precious, until two years ago..."
Han Zeyu raised his hand and answered, "Until someone showed up and broke the four-generation single-line inheritance."
Su Shien once again looked at Han Zeyu with admiration. Her husband was really smart, and it was indeed true.
Who would have thought that Zhang Xuezhen, who was nearly fifty years old, could have a son at the end of his forties?
Two years ago, Zhang Xuezhen's concubine gave birth to a big fat boy for him. The overjoyed old lady of the Zhang family asked to register the little grandson under the name of her daughter-in-law.
Madam Xue Zheng was naturally unwilling to see a second legitimate son appear out of nowhere to compete with her son for family resources, but she could not stand the old lady's constant nagging and the pressure of filial piety on her.
Eventually, Zhang Xuezhen also joined the lobbying team, and Mrs. Xuezhen was forced to compromise. Since then, a rift has arisen between the couple, and the Zhang family's life is no longer as peaceful as usual.
Han Zeyu hit the nail on the head: "Then the concubine is related to the old lady, right?"
Su Shien gave a thumbs up. He was worthy of being the person who could guide him to write countless melodramatic plots. His train of thought was indeed extraordinary.
The old lady of the Zhang family was the concubine's aunt, and Zhang Xuezhen was his cousin.
Han Zeyu understood that it was indeed easy for cousins to have an affair when the man was in love with the woman.
"If you ask me, Zhang Yaozu doesn't need to rush to find external help. His younger brother may not be very smart when he grows up."
Su Shien took out her little notebook and humbly asked for advice: "What do you mean, husband?"
Teacher Han's small classroom has started again: "Because the saying of "incestuous marriage" is not rigorous, direct relatives or collateral relatives within three generations should not be together, and the children born are more likely to have defects."
He pointed to his head and said, "For example, being born stupid, mentally retarded, prone to illness, and having a high mortality rate..."
Su Shien had indeed never heard of such remarks and was so surprised that she even forgot to take notes.
At the same time, Tiezhu was brought to the temple fair in the provincial capital by Lin Jing. However, as soon as Lin Jing arrived at the temple fair, he was called away by a little maid, who said that her young lady wanted to invite him.
Tiezhu is now a discerning man. Seeing that Lin Jing had an appointment with a beautiful woman, he tactfully said that he wanted to go for a walk and would meet her at the restaurant later.
Lin Jing had no choice. His fiancée had invited him, and he couldn't bring Tiezhu with him. Although he was younger, he was a stranger, and it would be against the rules to meet him rashly.
Tiezhu didn't care. He was so tall, how could anyone kidnap him?
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