Chapter 2 Milk Date Cake

Author: Koi Yuanbao

Chapter 2 Milk Date Cake

While Lu Xiling was staring at the fruit and salivating, the little girl was already cursing and turned back to the shop.

When she came back, she took out a drawer of freshly baked pastries in one hand. The sides of the steamer drawer were steaming with steam. Before the lid was opened, Lu Xiling's internal organs were all aroused by the aroma.

Is this roughly equivalent to "Looking at the plum blossoms to quench one's thirst"?

Lu Xiling gently rubbed his shriveled belly, then tilted his head and saw the sign the little girl was holding in her other hand.

Recruitment.

And there are four eye-catching characters behind it - all meals and lodging included.

"Is your shop hiring?"

Lu Xiling regretted it as soon as he opened his mouth.

I didn't notice just now that there were green and red fingerprints on the left side of this man's face. Could it be that he just went in and got beaten?

Is the restaurant owner so difficult to deal with?

Will he beat her for no reason in the future?

In ancient times, there was no labor protection law to protect the rights of migrant workers...

Lu Xiling was thinking about it, but seeing that the other party didn't answer immediately, he simply went too far and pretended to look at the street scene.

The little girl didn't know if she was still frightened by the beating she had just received. After hesitating for a while, seeing that no one was interested in the fruit stall, he took her to see the proprietress.

The landlady's surname is Hu, and the little girl calls her Erniang Hu.

Different from the imaginary cunning woman, this Hu Erniang does not have the triangular eyes and aquiline nose of a profiteer. She looks like she is only in her early thirties, has an oval face, and willow eyebrows. She is less businesslike in her actions and more energetic in the world.

When Lu Xiling was taken to the backyard, she was eating lunch in the main room with her feet raised.

As a result of his profession, Lu Xiling breathed a sigh of relief and turned his eyes to the food out of habit.

There is no doubt that the Guzi is filled with mutton soup.

It's just that the original mutton soup has a mellow and clear soup base, so that it can be tasted without astringency or fishy smell. However, the soup in Hu Erniang's hand was turbid, and it was obviously added with red oil.

Look at the red oil dotted with completely green leaves, round as pig ears, it must be sunflower.

Lu Xiling smiled slightly: "The boss lady is from Shu? This kind of winter amaranth is not common in the capital."

The little girl quickly glanced sideways at the person, then quickly lowered her head.

"It's strange, do you recognize amaranth? I have been in the capital for more than ten years. Many people have eaten it, but not many know it."

"My little girl is usually greedy, so she is naturally more careful than others." Lu Xiling replied.

"Oh? Could it be that you are also from Shu?"

The landlady thought she had met a fellow countryman, so she finally raised her head and looked at the person in front of her. Her cheeks were fresh, her apricot eyes were full of spring, and she smiled without saying a word.

In business, it is important to welcome people with a smile. The girl's appearance and figure are naturally impeccable, but she runs a pastry shop, not a boat, and her appearance alone cannot support her.

Looking at her slender arms and legs and willow waist, she has no hope of making noodles. She even has trouble serving tea and water.

Lu Xiling said: "My family members once lived in Shu. Every time they came back, they would bring some earthen rituals to the younger generations. This allowed my daughter to appreciate the many wonderful things in Shu."

He has a wonderful appearance and a sweet mouth.

But doing hard work is not enough just talking sweetly.

The new emperor seized the throne in the name of Lord Qing, and he came all the way from the north. Although he mainly tried to lure him to surrender, many people were still in trouble.

At present, tens of thousands of refugees are crowding into the city. There are many monks and few people. When a workstation is released, many people are squeezing their heads to get in.

She had met a lot of people in the past few days, and they were all fake people who could only talk but not do anything.

Hu Erniang thought about the lessons she had learned from the past and said straight to the point: "I see that this girl is new to me. If she is not from Shu, she must have been exiled from the north."

"Look at the girl's dress. She was not a young lady from a wealthy family, nor was she a daughter from a rural farmer's family. Although our shop mainly sells food, we have to get up before dawn every day to dish dishes, and we have to cook at night.

Mixing stuffing, kneading dough, boiling lard, the hard work involved is beyond the imagination of a girl."

Does this mean she is regarded as a delicate girl from a down-and-out noble family?

Lu Xiling had experienced more than that, and Hu Erniang's sarcastic remarks were nothing more than a piece of cake.

Moreover, as a former colleague, she knew that businessmen were not philanthropists, and she could not expect them to take her in with just a few sweet words.

But she has confidence in her craft.

Moreover, she also captured the proprietress's desire to not spend her money in vain.

Two streets away was the largest slave market in the capital, where slaves and handymen were very cheap. She did not go there to choose, but chose the most troublesome and safest way, presumably to find a white-collar master who could get started immediately.

At that moment, Lu Xiling said with a good temper: "In the early years, my family also ran a restaurant business. My daughter has helped in the shop since she was a child, and she has learned the craft for several years."

"Can you cook?"

Lu Xiling nodded: "I know a thing or two about home-cooked meals, pastries and drinks."

As expected, the expression on the landlady's face changed immediately upon hearing this. When she led people into the kitchen, her surprise turned to joy, and her eyes lit up.

It was different from the girl she imagined running back after pouring oil into the pot.

As soon as Lu Xiling entered the kitchen, he rolled up his sleeves and started working on the most basic task of lighting a fire on the stove. Later, he selected ingredients, ground flour, weighed, kneaded noodles, and mixed stuffings without anyone else having to do anything.

The kitchen is full of expenses except water. The landlady will naturally not let her waste the ingredients until she knows her abilities.

Therefore, she only chose the most common jujube paste cake to test her skills.

The recipe for jujube paste cake is simple, but not easy to make.

The most difficult part is to grind the date paste extremely finely, without any impurities, and the amount of sugar must be controlled well. The dates themselves already have sweetness, too much sugar will be overpowering, and too little sugar will not be sweet enough. Mix the ingredients

If it is not in place, it will affect the taste.

It is best to make it delicate and soft after one bite, and the more you chew it, the more fragrant it becomes. The taste is similar to drinking tea. Although the tea enters the stomach, it is still sweet on the tip of the tongue.

A delicious pastry should be like this, it should be addictive.

Lu Xiling was well aware of the secret, so she took a different approach and used milk instead of water to knead the flour. She used a slotted spoon to take out the dates and let them cool. Then she took a spoonful of milk and slowly poured it into the flour clockwise.

At first, Hu Erniang deliberately stood by the stove and did not give any instructions. She only watched Lu Xiling working back and forth. She did not expect that she would use such precious ingredients without noticing.

"That's milk!"

It was too late to stop her, so Hu Erniang jumped to her feet in a hurry.

Goat milk can be found everywhere in the capital, but cow's milk is not often available. This was something she bought in line this morning, and she has never been willing to drink it.

Lu Xiling kept moving his hands and said with a smile: "Don't worry, boss lady. If this meal is not done well, I will compensate the boss lady."

Hu Erniang also understood the truth that "the matter has come to this", but she still bit her lip unwillingly and said provocatively: "Do you know how much this bowl costs? You have too much time to take care of yourself and you dare to make sarcastic remarks!"

Lu Xiling smiled and said nothing.

Hu Erniang rolled her eyes at him and leaned against the pillar in frustration. But after a while, she was attracted to him again.

Also attracted was the little girl in the shop.

"This is a very clever trick."

The little girl on the side had long forgotten the pain on her face, her eyes were fascinated by Lu Xiling's flowing movements.

It's like this person didn't just attack in his hometown, but seemed to have done it countless times.

Originally, to save trouble, Hu Erniang would put the mixed batter directly into a beautiful mold, wait for it to be steamed, then put it over and let it cool before serving it out of the pan.

But Lu Xiling was not in a hurry to put the batter into the pan. Instead, he found a bamboo stick from the straw pile in the backyard and leaned over to outline it on the batter.

Hu Erniang and the little girl came closer curiously, and shouted "Good boy" in unison the moment they saw the dough.

I have only heard of masters who paint on paper and silk, but this is the first time I see a restaurant cook who can paint on batter.

Especially the little girl who has never seen the world, her eyes widened in shock when she saw such craftsmanship, and her jaw could hardly close.

By the end, my eyes were almost too beautiful to open.

The smell of the cakes placed in the pot was already wafting out, and the little girl was uncontrollably intoxicated and said: "It's so fragrant...a hundred times more fragrant than our pastries!"

As soon as the words came out, the little girl immediately glanced at Hu Erniang next to her soberly. She felt relieved when she saw that the other party was also intoxicated by the sweet taste.
Chapter completed!