The two Zhuang sisters had been waiting nearby, their eyes gleaming with anticipation.
Seeing the tea pastries come out of the oven, they quickly ran over to watch.
"So beautiful! How can anyone bring themselves to touch her!" Zhuang Qing exclaimed after seeing her.
"I've eaten pastries, those round little cakes filled with things like mung bean paste or red bean paste."
Zhuang Qing picked up a small green flower, bit into a petal, and fine crumbs fell from her mouth.
She quickly caught it with her hand and put it in her mouth, not wanting to waste a single bit!
The pastry and filling gradually melt in your mouth, and the unique natural floral and fruity aroma of oolong tea paired with the silky texture of lotus seed paste leaves you feeling refreshed and with an unforgettable aftertaste.
"It's actually a green tea flavored pastry! Not only does it look beautiful, but it tastes amazing too!" Zhuang Qing couldn't wait to take a bite of the second petal.
Unlike her sister, Zhuang Qing was not so refined. She cut the tea pastry in half and ate half of it in one bite, gaining a great sense of satisfaction.
So he closed his eyes, shook his head, and sighed.
"Sister Qin! I thought you could make Lei Cha (擂茶), tea-smoked pig's trotters, and tea-smoked beef. These are already the most delicious tea-infused foods in the world. I never expected you could make such a wonderful pastry as Qingyun Tea Pastry. From now on, I won't be surprised no matter what delicious food you make. I'll just try my best to grab it and eat as much as I can!"
Qin Yi laughed and said, "Feeding you, my little foodie, is no problem. Today, I also need you to help me sell and collect money. I'm afraid I can't handle it all by myself."
Tea crisps are delicious, but they are complicated to make.
From making the flaky pastry to the final baked product, it takes at least two hours to prepare.
After a whole day of work, including several rounds of production, I only managed to make about a hundred pieces, which I then packed into boxes.
Originally, Qin Yi only wanted to sell one per box.
However, we felt that this pastry was positioned more as a souvenir with the characteristics of the ancient town, and one pastry per box was a bit too cheap, so we changed it to two pastries per box.
They worked until 4 p.m. that day and produced 80 boxes.
Desserts are indeed labor-intensive and time-consuming.
However, the beautiful presentation and tender taste of the food were irresistible, and Qin Yi, a young woman herself, also loved to eat it.
It was almost time to set up the stall. After packing up her things, Qin Yi called out to Zhuang Qing, "We're off to set up the stall! We'll have to trouble you to cook dinner. Tonight I want to eat farm-style stir-fried pork!"
While homemade food is certainly delicious, enjoying someone else's food has a unique flavor.
Even cooks sometimes want to be lazy.
When Qin Yi and Zhuang Qing pushed the cart together to the Bluestone Square, it was just past five in the afternoon.
Yesterday, the spot where the stall was located was packed with people from afar.
The tour group led by tour guide Fei Hua just happened to disband here.
The crowd included both diners of all ages waiting for their turn, as well as tourists from tour groups. As soon as Qin Yi secured the cart, a group of people immediately gathered around it.
Qin Yi brought a small microphone today, and spoke much louder: "Please line up in an orderly manner in front of the stall, do not crowd, and watch your step so you don't slip and fall."
"Wow, the boss is not only beautiful, but her voice is also so lovely. I love beautiful women who can make desserts!" A fan of Qin Yi exclaimed with starry eyes in the queue.
"Today, in addition to yesterday's Lei Cha (擂茶), we are also launching a new product, Qingyun Tea Crisp (青韵茶酥), which is made with Qingyun Oolong tea, a specialty of Qingcha Ancient Town. There are small samples available for you to try first."
After a brief introduction, Qin Yi put down the microphone and began doing business.
Fei Hua couldn't stop thinking about Lei Cha after eating it yesterday. He originally wanted to buy another bowl after eating it, but he didn't want to squeeze in because there were too many people in line.
Today I happened to arrive during the owner's prime time for setting up his stall, and before there were many people in line, I quickly bought two bowls to take back to my accommodation to enjoy.
But this scene was witnessed by tourists in the tour group.
Tourist B: "Look, our tour guide Fei is queuing up to buy Lei Cha again. Is it really that delicious?"
Tourist A: "Do you remember what I said yesterday?"
Tourist B stared at the bowl of Lei Cha (pounded tea) that the owner was making. It was steaming hot, and customers who wanted to eat it would have a handful of golden fried rice sprinkled on top. After buying it, customers would stand right next to the stall and drink the soup. Just watching the person eating the tea made him drool. The fried rice must be very fragrant and crispy. It must be delicious to drink it with a sip of warm tea.
Tourist B quickly turned his face away, not daring to look any longer. His stomach was already rumbling, and he replied listlessly, "Brother Dong, what did you say? I don't remember."
Tourist A, nicknamed Brother Dong, slapped Tourist B hard: "Brother, watch me shatter your pig demon's inner core with one slap! I told you yesterday I'd be selling local specialties today, look, look, isn't the boss's new tea pastry a local specialty!"
Tourist B grinned, realizing something: "Oh right! Yesterday they were selling Lei Cha (a type of tea), today they're selling local specialties! The tour guide's been acting as a shill again, hasn't he!"
Tourist A nodded with satisfaction: "You're a quick learner. Let's be patient for one more day. They'll be closing in tomorrow. They'll definitely invite us to their homes or shops then, and we can eat our fill!"
Tourist B was successfully brainwashed, wiping the drool from the corner of his mouth: "I've decided! I won't eat lunch tomorrow, I'll wait to come back for a big meal tonight."
The two brilliant minds looked at the group of idiots lining up in front of them, put their arms around each other's shoulders, and let out a long howl as they walked away.
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【Rainbow City Culinary Delights Working Group】
Hao Yun: Leaders, I'm here to apply for live streaming permission.
Director Feng: Oh dear, it's you again, you fool. The mess you made yesterday got me roasted by netizens, and my Weibo comment section was completely flooded. Will this matter be resolved today?
Host Aowu: Stop messing with me, bro! After viewers left the live stream, they kept sending me private messages. Half of them were cursing me, and the other half were asking what kind of food you were researching. Make sure the live stream doesn't stop today before you go back online!
Hao Yun: Don't worry, I've been keeping watch here all day. The owner just set up his stall five minutes ago, it's still fresh. I squeezed to the front row, and it'll be my turn soon!
Host Aowu: @Uncle Yu is still your uncle, @Wang Dazui, please get ready, we will be online in fifteen minutes.
Grandpa Yu was having dinner at home, but the dishes the cook had prepared today didn't suit his taste.
He had no choice but to look at the dishes he had eaten at Qin Yi's Rainbow Meal Truck before, as well as the Eight Treasure Duck, Braised Pork Knuckle, and Broad Beans with Egg White that he had taken photos of at the birthday party.
While watching, he kept muttering to Yu Nian, "Where did my little friend Qin Yi go? She suddenly stopped selling boxed lunches and disappeared. She doesn't reply to my WeChat messages. I'm an old man and I'm too embarrassed to call her. I really have no appetite lately, and I still have to go online to be this stupid food critic. It's really enough."
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