Chapter 197 Do you sell this rice cake?

"Qing'er, hurry up, come here and try the newly baked chicken cake!" Xiang Kui smiled brightly and quickly took a piece of chicken cake and stuffed it into Sun Qing's hand.

Sun Qing took the chicken cake with one hand and stuffed the rice cake into Xiang Kui's hand with the other.

"The rice cakes made by my mother are freshly baked. I'll give you a few pieces!" After Sun Qing finished speaking, he immediately held the cake with both hands and ate it seriously.

"It's delicious, so soft, and has a milky aroma!" Sun Qingchi's eyes were bright, and he praised it while eating. Xiang Kui said that he wanted to eat two pieces of chicken cake to satisfy his craving.

Xiang Kui's eyes fell on the warm rice cake in her hand, and her eyes immediately froze.

Why is there a black one?

I quickly opened the plastic bag and saw that there were not only black ones, but also red, beige, light green, light purple and crystal clear off-white ones.

"Hey, dear, Qing'er, why is there color? How did you get this color?" Xiangkui Cake Shop not only has chicken cakes, but also peach cakes and other snacks. She also likes to tinker with snacks.

The things Sun Qing made were like seeing a treasure, and he was immediately fascinated.

Sun Qing finished the chicken cake in a few seconds and said with a smile: "Black contains black rice, red is red beans and roses, yellow, as you must know, is millet and soybeans. Green is spinach juice, and purple is purple rice.

The last one is rice and white flour.”

After Sun Qing finished speaking, he quickly asked Xiang Kui to try it: "Eat it while it's hot. The one fresh out of the pot is the best."

When Xiang Kui heard that Sun Qing had used so many good things, she shouted in her heart, "I'm a good boy."

Those messy rice are not cheap! The most important thing is that they all eat pasta here, and no one has thought about what else rice can be used for besides steaming rice!

Sun Qing's words were like a reminder to Xiang Kui. She didn't expect that those food items could be colored!

"Qing'er, do you want to make these rice cakes and sell them?" Xiang Kui asked Sun Qing tentatively.

The latter is directly denied.

"If you don't want to sell it, just cook it and eat it occasionally. I don't have the patience to do it for a long time. My parents are not the type to do business!" Sun Qing told the truth.

When Xiang Kui heard what Sun Qing said, her eyes rolled and her heartbeat became fierce.

"Qing'er, how about you teach me how to make rice cakes? I won't let you teach me for free. I'll give you ten yuan for each recipe!" Xiang Kui asked Sun Qing with excitement on his face.

Sun Qing said without thinking: "What kind of money do you want to pay? You can just go to my house to learn when you have time. My mother has nothing to do at home, so just let her teach you!"

When Xiang Kui heard that Sun Qing didn't want money, his eyes widened again.

Ten yuan each. If all the people here learned it, it would cost dozens. This girl really doesn’t care about money at all?

"Sister, you eat it, you just look good, what if it doesn't taste good?" Sun smiled harmlessly, urging Xiang Kui to eat.

Xiang Kui picked a red one, pinched a small piece, put it in his mouth, chewed it twice, and his eyes instantly lit up.

Oh my God, this rice cake is so delicious, isn’t it?

It's not as soft as noodles when you eat it. It's not mushy at all when you eat it. It's not sticky when you hold it in your hand. It's oily and moist, as if it's wrapped in a layer of oil. Take one bite.

, first there is the fragrance of rice, followed by the fragrance of red beans, and after chewing it twice, there is also a vague fragrance of flowers, which is sweet and refreshing, and not greasy at all!

If such a good product is sold in her shop, it will definitely take away the business of the newly opened cake shop on the street next door!

"Qing'er, this rice cake is so delicious. Did you put white sugar or brown sugar in it? Why does it taste different from the sugar buns I make?"

Sun chuckled: "There is no sugar, this is rice, the original sweetness!"

When Xiang Kui heard what Sun Qing said, her eyes almost fell to the ground.

Is there any sweetness in the rice? Their family has always eaten noodles, but they have never eaten rice. No, I have to go back and weigh two pounds and steam a pot of rice to try it!

Chapter six is ​​over and will continue tomorrow!
Chapter completed!