Chapter 39 Young Master

When he woke up the next day, Lu Bocheng did not rush out of the house, but stayed in the house, insisting on following Su Qing'an to see how she got back a sum of money. Is money so easy to get? If it was so easy to get, why did he only save a dozen taels today?

Lu Bocheng complained in his heart, a country girl, just bragging.

He followed Su Qing'an around, chattering for a long time, and finally annoyed Su Qing'an and drove him away.

At noon, Su Qing'an went to buy some things and rushed to the Jixiang Cake Shop.

"You're here!"

The fat shopkeeper greeted her with sharp eyes, pulled her, and whispered in her ear: "Our boss received the news and rushed from Pingchuan County early in the morning, right in the backyard."

Su Qing'an nodded. Go to the backyard of the shop.

I saw a young man in his twenties sitting leisurely in front of the tea table drinking tea. She was well-dressed, graceful, and pleasing to the eye.

"Young Master." Shopkeeper Miao called out and introduced the two.

"Hello, I'm Su Qing'an." As he spoke, he extended his hand to him.

The young master was stunned for a moment, and also extended his hand to her: "Hello, you too, Xu Shaoyan."

The two shook hands.

When she withdrew her hand, she saw the young master's smile and looked at her playfully. Su Qing'an then reacted and her face was a little hot. She still couldn't change some habits. In modern times, when talking to customers, you say hello and shake hands as soon as you meet.

What kind of handshake is this in ancient times!

Su Qing'an glanced at the fat shopkeeper with some annoyance, and sure enough, she saw a look of shock on her face.

Su Qing'an's face became more and more annoyed. The fat shopkeeper must think she was too careless. A newly married woman showed up in public, not to mention that she was not shy when she saw a man, staring at other people's faces, and shaking hands!

What kind of handshake is this?

Su Qing'an slapped her hand hard.

When she looked up, she saw the corner of the young master's mouth raised, and she was even more annoyed.

When the young master saw her looking at him, he quickly suppressed his mouth and put on a cold expression: "Madam Su said that there are two skills to be sold?"

Su Qing'an saw that he was talking about business, and she also restrained her expression and sat opposite him.

Nodding: "Yes. I believe that Shopkeeper Miao has told the young master about my situation. I need a sum of money for my husband who is about to go to war. I live under the eyes of my father-in-law and stepmother-in-law, and I also want to have some money for the bottom box."

Xu Shaoyan nodded after listening: "Madam Su is a wise person."

Su Qing'an smiled: "People, you have to be clear-headed, clear-minded and live a smooth life."

"Exactly." Xu Shaoyan nodded in approval.

The two talked about business.

These days, skills are in the hands of individuals and families, and they will not be easily leaked. Therefore, many skills have been lost for various reasons over the years.

There are more than just "Jixiang" pastry shops in Fengting Town, but they are all similar, except for the appearance and taste.

In this era, transportation is inconvenient, and it is not as good as the later generations to absorb the strengths of various schools in the east, west, south and north, and even Western pastries.

"Mr. Xu said that I want one hundred taels, but when I make it, you will know that it is worth it. Look at your pastries outside, whether it is cloud cake, mung bean cake, osmanthus cake, or pea yellow, etc., they are sweet, fragrant, crispy and soft, and can be eaten by all kinds of teeth. But, if I want to buy a few copies to take to Pingchuan County or Guangning Prefecture, or even farther places, the road is bumpy, so I will disperse..."

"So we have branches in Pingchuan County and Guangning Prefecture."

Although Xu Shaoyan said this, he agreed with Su Qingmei in his heart. Not only can it not be taken far, but it can't be kept for a few days.

Su Qingmei chuckled twice.

"I believe this is a pain point for people in the pastry business. Who doesn't want to sell more of their own products and make them more well-known? How big is the market in a place and a town, how big is the business."

Xu Shaoyan looked at Su Qing'an very seriously this time.

This woman, obviously a farm girl from the countryside, has not been to the town many times, she is dark and thin, but now she is sitting opposite him and analyzing the pain points of the business and the market with him?

Xu Shaoyan felt that his previous carelessness might be a bit wrong.

Su Qing'an naturally noticed his change in expression, looked at the backyard, and said to the fat shopkeeper: "You have a kitchen and ingredients, right?"

The fat shopkeeper glanced at her young master and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, we make pastries, how can we not have a kitchen."

After speaking, he got a signal from the young master and hurried to lead Su Qing'an over.

Su Qing'an stood up: "Young Master, wait a moment, I'll make two kinds of cakes for you to see."

"Madam Su, just go ahead." Xu Shaoyan said, and suddenly he was looking forward to it.

This young lady who married from the countryside might bring him some surprises. The cake shop is not doing well now, and the family wants to close a few of them to collect some funds for other things.

Now the court is recruiting soldiers again, and the clan is talking about whether they can do something about it. There are hundreds of thousands of soldiers, and they need food, drink, clothes and supplies. Although they can't rob some big families, they can always leak some. If the cake shop's profit is too thin, maybe the branches in several towns will be closed.

While Xu Shaoyan was thinking, Su Qing'an had been led to the kitchen.

The kitchen is large and fully equipped. Su Qing'an looked around and quickly started to work...

An hour later, she came out of the kitchen.

Shopkeeper Miao followed her with a plate in his hand, with a look of surprise and admiration. Looking at the two cakes on the plate, my hands couldn't help but move, and I smacked my lips a few times. Hmm, I want to eat more.

They smell so good, I can't resist.

I must ask the young master to treat her to another one later.

Xu Shaoyan had already drunk several pots of tea. Seeing someone coming out, he leaned over and looked over.

"This is, lotus? Such a realistic lotus!"

The plate contained four freshly fried lotus crisps, pink and tender in color, with petals bursting layer by layer, revealing the yellow stamens in the middle. Realistic, delicate, and beautiful. There are more than a dozen layers of petals, each layer is as thin as a cicada's wing, and the sweet fragrance is delicious.

The fat shopkeeper just put the plate on the table and saw the young master's shocked look. He nodded and said: "The young master didn't see the process. When the dough was fried in the oil pan, the petals slowly bloomed in the pan, just like the lotus blooming. It's so beautiful!"

"How did you do this?" Xu Shaoyan was surprised, and he couldn't bear to eat it because it was so beautiful.

Su Qingmei smiled and said, "Things are made to be eaten by people. Young Master, please try it."

Xu Shaoyan picked up a small one, which was not big, not even half the size of his palm. He held it on his fingertips and looked at it from left to right, from top to bottom, from the petals to the pistil in the middle, and praised it.

Finally, he was attracted by the sweet fragrance and couldn't help but put it in his mouth...

The moment he put it in his mouth, there was a squeak, and the crisp sound exploded between his lips and tongue. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It was really an extraordinary feeling.

"Not bad, really good!"

The fat shopkeeper couldn't help licking his lips when he heard the crisp sound, rubbed his fingers on his clothes, and stared at the plate, wanting to eat.

Xu Shaoyan ate two in a row, and then he moved his eyes away with some satisfaction, looking at the pastries in another plate...