Su Qingma exchanged a few greetings with her, turned around and looked at the shop.

The varieties of cakes were the same as the ones she saw that day, and the taste was sweet and fragrant. She never refused the tastings handed to her by the fat shopkeeper. She stared at the cakes while eating, and talked to the fat shopkeeper.

As early as two days ago, when Lu Bocheng took her to the town, he talked about this store to her. He said that the fat shopkeeper was just the shopkeeper of the Fengting Town store, not the owner. The shop is in Pingchuan County and Guangning Mansion has a semicolon.

It’s better to have a semicolon, it’s better to have a semicolon.

After looking around, Su Qingma knew it in her heart.

Pastry has been influenced by some technologies these days, and the categories are not rich enough. Most of them are steamed, fryed, and baked and baked. The fermentation techniques are not used in cakes.

The pastries in the store are in the northern style, focusing on the original taste characteristics of the food, only adding sugar and seasoning, without adding extra fat. For example, the store's pea yellow, kidney bean rolls, mung bean cake, red bean cake, Aiwowo, donkey rolls, and hawthorn cake.

Modern Chinese pastries are divided into thirteen schools, including Beijing, Su, Guang, Yunnan, Fujian, etc., and blending Western pastries with the method of making them, which is no longer the category of pastries that Su Qingniang sees now.

Su Qingma walked around and decided to get straight to the point.

"Shopkeeper Miao, you know Lu Ji's eldest son, Lu Bocheng, opposite him, and you also know that he is about to be recruited, right?"

"No, it's not. The soldiers who were killed this day, why did they conquer the soldiers this year? So we are better for being servants, without these worries. You have just married and the boy from the Lu family left, how can you live alone? Your mother-in-law is not a kiss."

Su Qingma followed a few words and said, "The shopkeeper also knows that once he leaves, his life and death will be uncertain. I want to prepare some money for him and then put it in his outfit."

The fat shopkeeper looked at her, a little confused about her intentions.

"I need silver. Lu Bocheng probably won't be able to get much money from his family. In addition to taking it away, I also want to keep some with me."

The fat shopkeeper nodded repeatedly and held her hand: "Yes, yes, your young wife can understand it in her heart. When Bo Cheng leaves, don't you look at Wu's expression? You can't panic if you have money in your hand and live a calm life."

Su Qingma nodded: "I have two ideas and want to sell them to your boss. I want one hundred taels of silver."

When the fat shopkeeper heard this, he opened his mouth.

"Don't worry, Shopkeeper Miao is definitely worth the money. I dare not say too much about two techniques. At least it can make the brand of your cake shop more popular in the industry. I dare not say it doubles in the income, but at least you are the only one."

"This, I'm not easy to make decisions about this." Manager Miao hesitated a little.

"You can contact your boss. You also know that the time for Lu Bocheng to gather is approaching, and he will leave home soon. If you don't want it, I will go to Pingchuan County to ask."

"No, don't, I think about it, think about it." The fat shopkeeper stopped her and his mind quickly turned around.

Her son and daughter-in-law work for the boss in Pingchuan County, and she and her servant guard the shop in Fengting. Her servant can still run to Pingchuan County, but she squats and doesn't move. If she makes contributions, can she be transferred to Pingchuan County and the family will be reunited? In the near future, the grandson will be born and she has to guard it.

After figuring it out, he asked, "Your two techniques..."

"Don't worry, Shopkeeper Miao, we know the truth, and don't say if we are not sure, and I won't sell the two. I will teach you two pastry techniques, and the corresponding pastry varieties will naturally be taught to you. If you understand all the skills, your master will develop more new varieties from two techniques in the future, and your shop will naturally flourish. As the shopkeeper, you will naturally have great contributions and your status will naturally be available."

The fat shopkeeper was so hot that Su Qingma said that it was immediately responding and asked Su Qingma to come here again tomorrow at noon.

Su Qingma agreed and said goodbye and left.

She turned around and went to the vegetable market again. This time, she stayed for a long time, checking back and forth the varieties sold in the vegetable market, traffic, experiences between buyers and sellers, etc.

It was not until sunset that I turned around and returned.

When I returned to the room, I saw Lu Bocheng tilting on the bamboo couch, with his hands and feet spreading, his eyes closed and resting.

Seeing Su Qingma come back, she quickly turned over and asked, "Where did you go? I haven't seen you for a day."

"You haven't seen anyone either."

"I have a serious job. You said that you have just married into the house and become a bride, so you won't have a home..."

"What is a newly married woman like? Stay at home every day, guarding her husband? You can be on call?"

Lu Bosui looked over coldly by her eyes and flinched a little: "Only, not. It's just that, I'm leaving. You, don't you stay with me for a while. In the future, in the future... yes, you have to regret it. You didn't stay with me for more time."

Sneer, Su Qingma glanced at him: "If there is really a situation in the future, what can I do if I look at it for a while more and less? If you live one more day? Or should you not live a life of a living person?"

"You, you, don't have the awareness of a new bride at all."

Su Qingma ignored him and turned to change her clothes. She stayed in the vegetable market for a long time, and her clothes, shoes and socks were dirty, and she had a bad smell on her body.

Lu Bocheng followed her gaze and asked loudly: "Have you gone to the vegetable market?"

"Yeah." Su Qingma responded while changing her clothes.

"Why did you go? Buy ingredients? Wu asked you to cook again? Did you pay for it?"

Unexpectedly, Lu Bocheng asked with his neck straight and said, "Did she use it for flowers? Didn't you ask me for her to go!"

The money spent a lot these two days, and the gold ingot he wanted to leave for her was almost gone by him.

I originally wanted to keep it for her, but he almost used it. Lu Bocheng was a little annoyed and touched the purse in his arms, thinking about where to pick out some silver from.

I wonder if he would still pay the money if he cried with Lu Shengcai.

Lu Bocheng held the small amount of silver in his purse and whispered in, "If you have no money in the future, you can sell my grandfather's land one or two acres to respond to the emergency. The countryside house can't be rented for a long time, and it will be sold at that time, so you should get some money. I only built it last year, and my grandfathers are all made of big stones, and the house is solid..."

Before he could talk, Su Qingma changed her clothes and looked at him quietly: "Have you spent all the gold ingots?"

Lu Bocheng scratched his head and chuckled: "I haven't spent all of it, there are still a few taels left. But I can't give this to you first, and I may need to use it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"You keep it. If it goes well, I will make a deposit tomorrow. At that time, I will bring it to you. There is no need to reach out to others."

"Ah, where did you get the account?"

Su Qingma didn't respond and looked out at the sky: "Go to the main hall, it's time to have supper."
Chapter completed!