"Miss, is this okay?" Grape looked at the few people who were busy around the stove and asked Fu Shu guiltily.

In fact, everyone was in doubt, only Grape asked.

Fu Tiancheng passed away, and Tianchengwei's position as a chef is empty. Several apprentices are either like Yu Wanzhou, with high talent but insufficient experience, or like Lin Mao and others. Although they have been practicing hard for many years, they still cannot master the essence of Fu's dishes.

There is only one Yin Liang left, who cooks in a normal manner and can barely deal with the ordinary banquet. If the dishes are more sophisticated, the skills are still not enough.

It is really a bit difficult for such a straw troupe to win over other chefs' inheritance skills for decades or hundreds of years.

For the sake of the present, we can only win by surprise.

The dishes in Shu are of different styles, with great care and beauty. The recipes of Chinese dishes are all exquisite. Compared with other dishes, they have their own strengths and are hard to distinguish.

But one thing is that Shu is a strong population and spicy food, and the price of sugar products is not necessary, so they rarely eat sweets, and dairy products are rarely consumed except for young children.

Fu Shu’s idea was to make pastries.

Most of the pastries in Shu are made of glutinous rice without sugar. So whether it is Chinese white pastries or Western desserts, they are unique here.

Not only that, for those who visit temple fairs, the small and convenient snacks and pastries are obviously more pleasing than a plate of exquisite dishes.

If you want to make Western dim sum, the first thing you need to make is an oven. It is naturally impossible to make it as exquisite as later generations. Fu Shu just needs to keep it constant temperature.

In this way, just build the iron box into the stove and build it deeper. When baking things, put the things inside and block them layer by layer on the outside.

Although this way, the pastries that require too fine temperature and time are not baked, ordinary chiffon cakes are still OK after familiarizing themselves with the operation.

Fu Shu had a very profound insight into Western baking, and she was surprised by herself, and in the end she could only attribute this to her talent.

"Believe me." She touched the buds on the grape's head: "As long as you master the heat, there will be no problem."

Grape nodded. Although she knew that her lady had never cooked, she was miraculously relieved when she heard Fu Shu's confident tone.

It seems that since the master passed away, the lady has become a different person. She is obviously the same, but she is stable and reliable.

"It's done, Miss!" Fu An jumped up a little, with a few ripples of ashes hanging on his face, and rushed to Fu Shu: "The oven is done!"

Yin Liang and the others also made way and showed Fu Shu the black box in the stove.

Tianchengwei still needs to open business. Although Zifu Tiancheng's business has been much worse after his death, he cannot turn off the fire and close the business. So the kitchen in the backyard is just close to Fu Shu.

The metal box and mold of the oven are customized by craftsmen with old skills. They have very good sealing properties and are also very heat-resistant.

Fu Shu looked carefully at the rough version of the oven and nodded with satisfaction.

The stove in the backyard kitchen is large, which can ensure constant temperature inside the oven and large room for oven, making it easier to bake more things.

"How many goat milk is there?" Fu Shu asked Aunt Wang.

Aunt Wang said happily: "Our sheep are amazing! Today I put two pounds of milk, sold one and a half pounds, and there was still more than one pound left."

At this time, the cow and goat milk were not good. Fu Tiancheng bought the sheep from the Fu family with Qingdi merchants last year, one big and two small.

A few days ago, a grandson from the family of the gentry surnamed Xu had a stomachache. Fu Tiancheng cooked her goat milk for several days before he realized that this goat milk is beneficial to those with physical weakness.

He loved his daughter as much as his life, and he wanted to put all the benefits in front of his daughter. Last year, the merchant of Qingdi brought the sheep over, so he bought them all and gave them a drink of boiled sheep milk every day.

If you have the conditions, you will buy some extra goat milk from the Fu family and cook it for the child.

In spring, the sheep that once produced milk was killed. The lamb grew up and gave birth to cubs. They ate and drank well, and had a lot of milk. They produced nearly three kilograms of sheep milk every day.

Fu Shu calculated that more than one pound of goat milk could almost make ten six-inch chiffon cakes. She told Aunt Wang: "Take all the rest."

"Miss, what do you want so much goat milk for?" Fu An asked in confusion.

"Of course, it's food." Fu Shu smiled and said to Yin Liang and the others: "Thank you all the brothers today. I think this oven is very good, thank you everyone."

Hu Dayong waved his hands repeatedly: "Hey, what's the matter! But junior sister, what food are you going to make? It looks so strange..."

"Senior Brother knows that I have never cooked, and I don't know if my ideas will succeed." Fu Shu knew that everyone was unsure, so he said ambiguously: "Let me give it a try first. If it works, please give me some comments."

Lin Mao warmly advised her: "Junior sister, don't belittle yourself. Master often says that giving a family dish is not about keeping one's achievements, but about creating. Being able to have ideas is a good thing, and there is no need to rush to achieve success."

"That's right, I see that the iron box of senior sister is very interesting!" Liu Shouren also said with a smile.

"Thank you, my senior brothers. It's getting late. Let's go and have a rest. Change your clothes. I'm still busy in the afternoon." Fu Shu patted the gray on Liu Shouren's shoulder: "Just Fu An and Grape come to help me make a fire."

It was only noon after Fu Shu called everyone to help, and it was almost an hour. Although this was what they should do, thank you must not be missing.

After hearing her words, everyone left the kitchen and went back to wash, leaving Fu Shu and the other two to work in the kitchen.

This busy work lasted for more than three hours.

When the three of them came out, it was already dark. They were so tired that their waists and backs were sore, their faces were covered in gray, and their clothes were even more gray, as if they were fished out of a pile of coal.

The result was very good. After baking six cakes, Fu Shu finally mastered the heat and cooling time of the rough oven and baked two chiffon cakes that looked good.

Fortunately, the oven is big enough to bake two layers at a time, otherwise it would be a bad idea to be divided into everyone.

Among the three, Fu Shu knew to pay attention to his image and went back to wash and change his clothes.

Like two stupid children, Grape and Fu An knocked on the door one by one, dragging everyone out of the room to the main hall to visit their achievements throughout the day.

"Oh, what's so fragrant?" Before entering the main hall, Hu Dayong shook his nose outside the door.

"It seems... it smells like goat milk, why is it so sweet?" Liu Shouren also smelled it. After dinner, he still secreted his saliva.

"Get's milk, eggs, sugar." Yu Wanzhou said the smell he smelled.

Fu Shu opened the door and came out: "Fifth Junior Brother is right, everyone come in and taste it."
Chapter completed!