flee from famine?Dressed to be vicious, the mother-in-law holds hundreds of billions of supplies!

After buying eggs and milk, Yan Qingshu started making butter.

People are busy in the kitchen.

The sweet smell of milk filled the air.

Min's probe took a look, and immediately closed the window. Every household has its own ability to survive.

She felt that Yan Shi, who was alone with four children, probably had a talent for cooking.

Living under the same roof, she needs to pay attention.

Don't make people feel that she is stealing a teacher.

Zhang Wen didn't think so much like Min's. Seeing Dabao's brothers running to help, and smelling the more and more intense fragrance, he also moved over.

"I, I can help too." His voice was very low, like a mosquito buzzing.

If it wasn't for Yan Qingshu's sharp ears and eyesight, he would have almost lost hearing.

She looked back and pointed to Xiaobai who was over three years old beside her; "Go and help my aunt take care of my younger brother, can you do it?"

"Yes." Zhang Wen nodded.

He also wanted younger brothers and sisters, but his mother couldn't bear them.

He lost his father, if he really had younger brothers and sisters, it would be a bad day.

Now suddenly there is a younger child in the family.

He is full of joy.

Holding Xiaobai's hand, he walked to the jujube tree in the small courtyard. At this moment, the jujube tree had scattered red dates.

He knocked down a few with a stick, handed the dates to Xiao Bai, and squinted his eyes happily watching Xiao Bai eat the dates.

The child's small teeth are white and tender. When he gnaws on a jujube, it makes a crunchy click.

Zhang Wen discovered for the first time that it turns out that watching other people eat can also be very happy.

The people in the kitchen are still busy. Making cakes is a cumbersome job, and they have to make everything they need by themselves, and they don't make it until noon the next day.

As for the whipped cream thing?

Chopsticks?hands?

Impossible, when a few children were not paying attention, she took out the egg beater used to stir the cream.

The hum buzz delivered.

Soon the cream will come out.

The Min family in the room smelled the smell, the sweet smell, as if... as if what!

Min closed her eyes and recalled, in her barren memory, she had never tasted such a sweet thing.

Even on the wedding day, the wine they drank was not so sweet.

She couldn't help it anymore this time, and looked inside, only to see a big pastry on the plate, the pastry was wrapped in something like a white cloud, and there were birthday peaches and pink flowers on it.

The shape of birthday peaches is no different from real peaches.

There are many peach trees planted in their Peach Blossom Village. In summer, the sweet peaches are very refreshing, but those peaches are not as attractive as this one.

"This is, what is it!" Min asked.

When she spoke, her voice was softer and smaller than Zhang Wencai's.

Yan Qingshu turned her head, she almost lost hearing just now.

"Here's the cake, come and taste it," she said.

Min swallowed her saliva and waved her hand: "No, I don't want it."

Helplessness flashed in Yan Qingshu's eyes, the customs and customs of this era are weird, officials pay attention to making excuses, and ordinary people give something to pass through their hands.

There has to be a three-way deal.

……

Good ink!

Seeing that Min's mouth was about to stop, she moved very quickly, scooped out a piece of pastry with cream with a spoon, and stuffed it into Min's mouth.

Min was taken aback, his eyes widened, and he closed his mouth.

The sweet feeling is aftertaste, soft, sweet and slippery, which she has never felt in her life. She couldn't help but lick the corner of her mouth, and took the cream that was on her lips and petals into her mouth.

Really delicious!

How wonderful life would be if we could eat this thing every day!

"How does it taste?" Yan Qingshu asked.

"It's delicious, it's delicious." Min wanted to find some words to describe the deliciousness of this thing.

however……

She found her words very scarce.

Apart from repeating the delicious food over and over again, I couldn't find any other words.

Yan Qingshu lowered her head, and tasted it herself, and she felt tired after taking a sip of it!There seems to be too much sugar.

She couldn't help but look at Min Shi, who still had an aftertaste on her face, and she stared at the cake with longing in her eyes.

"Try it too." Yan Qingshu felt that one person's feedback could not be true, and the data had to be enlarged.

She cut the cake and put it in a small bowl, and each of the five children in the courtyard shared a piece.

Min's eyes flashed panic when he saw such a large piece in his son's bowl.

Not everyone has a strong heart and can accept the kindness of others.

If you can't repay yourself, you will feel very guilty.

but……

This food is delicious. If my son misses this opportunity, he doesn't know if he will be able to eat it in the future.

Forget it, let the family use more firewood, and she will carry more water, so that people like Yan Shi can live more comfortably. As for things of the same price, she can't afford them.

How many children have eaten such a thing.

Softer than the best meat buns I've ever eaten, and as sweet as clouds.

Dabao stared at Yan Qingshu, wanting to ask if his stepmother ate such food every day when she was a fairy in the sky, if so...

She was really suffering when she came here.

He couldn't bear to make his stepmother suffer, but he didn't want her to leave, he was so selfish!

Complicated emotions echoed in his mind.

Dabao lowered his head slowly, the cake seemed to be less sweet, and even a bit more bitter.

Little sister Xiaoshan and Wencai had too much time to talk, squinted their eyes, babbled their mouths, and sighed in love from time to time.

"The stepmother is delicious."

"Auntie is delicious."

Xiaobai also squinted his eyes and repeated: "It's so sweet and delicious."

The feedback from a few little guys made Yan Qingshu feel that he hadn't failed. Most of the people alive these days have been suffering from birth, and they haven't eaten candy much at all.

The craving for sugar is even far beyond her understanding, so cakes that are too greasy and sweet for her are very good for these people.

"Tell me, if we go to Beijing, will someone buy this thing called cake?"

"Yes!" Min said together with several children.

They couldn't imagine what kind of person could refuse such a thing.

"Then what's the price?" Min asked.

Yan Qingshu thought about the current prices.

To make a cake, you need ten eggs, a bucket of milk, and a lot of sugar, and the cost adds up to two renminbi.And minus the sugar, there is also a cost of money.

In this way, a piece of cake the size of a child's palm costs 15 Wen. Otherwise, after a hard life, you can only earn back the capital, which is not good!

Yan Qingshu talked about her pricing.

Mrs. Min swallowed her saliva, good guy meat buns are only 3 cents, a small piece of cake, the same as five meat buns, Wencai just took a few bites and ate five meat buns.

Min's face turned pale.This thing, probably only those rich people will buy.

But the capital!The most important thing is rich people.

Min thinks he can try: "You can try it, and if you can't sell it, lower the price."