HLnovel 234: Grape Steamed Cake
234: Grape Steamed Cake
Not only that, he also often makes sarcastic remarks.
In today's market, the sales of Chinese pastries are indeed not as good as those of Western ones.
Because most pastries sold in shops are not tasty, if they are not sold out on the same day, the taste will be greatly reduced, which will leave a bad impression on everyone.
But compared to this, Western pastries are much more tolerant.
The people of Jiuweizhai don’t necessarily want to compete with each other. After all, what suits everyone is the best.
However, the other party has been using this incident to mock them for their declining craftsmanship and loss of market share.
It is obvious that they still have their own traditional food culture. It is already frustrating for them to be suppressed by others, but the other side keeps stepping on their faces and mocking them. Who can stand this?
Therefore, he came up with the idea of shining at the state banquet and getting proud of himself.
What he said was particularly contagious. At this moment, everyone in the studio stopped what they were doing and looked at Mr. Qian.
The old man, who seemed calm, clenched the spoon in his hand, and this action revealed the turbulent waves in his heart.
I didn’t expect that he was over sixty years old and could still be so moved by his apprentice’s words.
Looking at the purple jam placed aside, he had a strong intuition in his heart.
If they were made with this kind of grape, they would really become famous and amaze foreign guests.
He could also shamelessly ask Old Fu for some grapes, but that was not a long-term solution.
What if the reputation is established, but the quality can't keep up in the future, then...
"Master, what are you hesitating about?"
"That's right, the opportunity has been presented to us, are you going to watch it slip away?"
Several disciples took turns to persuade him, and finally Mr. Qian made up his mind.
"Stop talking!"
After he said this, the studio suddenly became quiet and everyone's eyes were on him, waiting for his final decision.
Qian Lao gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go find him and ask for it."
Upon hearing this, the disciples looked at each other, their eyes gleaming with surprise.
"Okay Master!"
They were like chicken blood, each of them full of motivation, "Then let's make Miss Fu's cake more beautiful. Mr. Fu likes this young lady so much, maybe if we can make Miss Fu happy, he will be willing to give us grapes."
That's the truth. They all saw Mr. Fu's attitude just now.
Everyone in the studio put down their work and focused their attention on this cake.
I put more effort into it than when I was creating a piece for a national competition, and I treated it as an exquisite and precious work of art.
The final product is truly stunning.
It was a pink and purple butterfly-shaped cake with an extremely dreamy shape. The pearls on it were covered with a layer of sugar coating, which looked crystal clear and had a very textured feel.
There are also a few pink butterflies on top, which are darker in color than the main body of the cake. They are pulled out with syrup and placed on the pearls after cooling.
Mr. Qian stood in front of the cake, took out his cell phone, took a photo, and sent it to Mr. Fu.
The other party sent three "good" words in a row, and I could imagine his excited and satisfied expression through the screen.
"Okay, put it on."
The employees found a packaging box of the same color, carefully placed it in, and tied a large and beautiful bow on the top.
"I hope the lady will like it."
After the installation was completed, this sentence flashed through everyone's mind.
At this moment, a voice came from the side. It was an employee, "Master, the grape steamed cake you mentioned is also ready."
Their store has a constant temperature space, so the dough rises quickly.
The water used to make the grape steamed cake and the dough is the kind that is boiled from grape skins, but the grape grains on top are ordinary grapes.
Even so, when the steamed cakes were taken out, the fragrance still amazed everyone.
"It smells so good, it makes me a little hungry."
It was almost noon, time for dinner, and the aroma of the steamed cakes was still tempting them.
Looking at the first batch of five steamed cakes, they were already drooling silently, but no one dared to eat them until Mr. Qian gave the order.
Just at this moment, a couple passing by Jiuweizhai smelled the fragrance.
"It smells so good, what's that smell?" The girl couldn't move anymore after smelling the fragrance, and asked excitedly while holding her boyfriend's hand.
"It smells like some kind of pastry, is it from this place?"
The boy first noticed the pastry shop in front of them, but after seeing the decoration of the shop, his steps became hesitant.
"Jiuweizhai, I know this one. Our boss's daughter often buys dim sum from this shop to show off to us. I heard they're very expensive, and you have to make a reservation."
The girl's voice became a little lost. She knew that workers like her couldn't afford it, but her feet felt like they were nailed to the ground and she couldn't move.
Seeing his girlfriend like this, the boy felt a little distressed. He glanced at the beautifully decorated store and gritted his teeth.
"Let's go and ask. If they need to make a reservation, forget it. If not, we'll just buy one."
Seeing his girlfriend's surprised and happy expression, he also smiled, "I'll buy it for you. You've been working so hard lately, so consider it a reward."
As they spoke, the couple pushed open the door of Jiuweizhai.
They stood in front of the store clerk hand in hand and politely asked, "Hello, we would like to know what this fragrant snack is."
Upon hearing this question, the clerk already knew what they were talking about.
The smell came from the kitchen. I heard that it was the grape steamed cake made by the boss and several apprentices.
The smell was so delicious that the waiters all wanted to take a look.
"This is freshly baked grape steamed cake. Please wait a moment, I'll ask in the back for you."
The couple waited for about three minutes, during which more and more people were attracted by the fragrance and entered Jiuweizhai.
The clerk came back with a packed box in his hand. Seeing so many people pouring into the store, he was inevitably a little surprised, but he still gave the packed steamed cake in his hand to the young couple first.
"Here's one. Do you two want one? If you do, I can pack it for you."
Such a big box, and the smell that makes them salivate comes from here.
There were a dozen or so people standing nearby, eager to grab the snacks, as if they would rush over and snatch the packaged snacks away if the couple said no.