After eating the donkey rolls, Zhao Chuchu looked at the pea yellow and poria cocos pancakes.
Pea yellow is similar to mung bean cake. Pea yellow is also light yellow in color. The name of Poria cocos sandwich is easy to understand, just like modern sandwich biscuits.
Zhao Chuchu ate one piece of all six cakes. When she was about to pour some tea, she saw Zhang Xiulin had already poured a cup of tea for her and Zhang Xiuyuan.
She smiled and said, "I think you will definitely drink it. Brother and sister-in-law, you always frown and look disgusted when you eat."
Zhao Chuchu drank the tea in one gulp, motioned Zhang Xiulin to pour another cup, and responded, "Is it that obvious?"
She turned to look at her husband beside her: "Brother Yuan, what do you think of this cake?"
Zhang Xiuyuan knew that Zhao Chuchu had plans to open a store in Tangzhou Prefecture, so he could guess why she went to Baiweizhai. So while Zhao Chuchu was eating pastries, he also ate several kinds of pastries.
After all, most of the Zhao family’s pastries today are made by him.
"What do you think?" Zhang Xiuyuan asked back, and drank the tea that Zhang Xiulin poured for him to relieve the sweetness in his mouth.
Zhao Chuchu said casually: "If this cake can be called the best in the world, then our cake is like nectar and jade liquid, which can only be eaten by immortals."
Although her own pastries are blessed with spiritual spring water, Zhao Chuchu does not dare to underestimate the wisdom and craftsmanship of the ancients.
Therefore, before coming in, Zhao Chuchu had high expectations for Baiweizhai, which was founded by the imperial chef.
Unexpectedly, the taste was unexpectedly bad.
It looks good, but before I even finished eating a piece, it became a bit too sweet and the taste was not very good, as if it was crudely made.
But it’s just not as good as our own pastries, but compared to others, it’s still pretty good.
"I thought you were here to try the pastries, not to smash the shop, right? You can't afford to pay, so you want to be a scoundrel and eat for free. You even dare to say that your pastries are better than those passed down by the imperial chef. How can you be so shameless? Baiweizhai's pastries are the best."
As soon as Zhao Chuchu finished speaking, an angry voice sounded behind her.
It was the waiter from Baiweizhai who had just received them.
Zhao Chuchu had a good impression of this waiter.
The service staff of some stores often rely on the high-end status of their own stores to look down on those who are not rich or who do not look rich.
But the girl in front of him was not like that. She always smiled gently and behaved very politely, which made people feel good about her.
Zhao Chuchu spoke in a low voice because she didn't want others to hear her. Although what she said was objective and realistic, this was someone else's store after all. Unexpectedly, the sharp-eared waiter heard it.
It’s a bit embarrassing to think about it, but this person’s words are too harsh.
Zhao Chuchu raised her eyebrows, unwilling to argue with her. She untied the purse at her waist, took out the silver that should be paid, put it on the table, and motioned for the waiter to see.
I didn't eat any of the king's cakes.
The girl choked on her words, feeling as if a heavy punch she had accumulated had hit cotton, making her extremely angry and aggrieved.
But she still refused to give in: "Just because you have money, you can talk nonsense? The pastries of Baiweizhai were praised as the best in the world by the late emperor, and you say your pastries are something only immortals can eat. That's just nonsense."
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