Fu Shu dared to openly confront the Li family, so she naturally had her reasons.

After several contacts, she had already seen that Su Changting was not really a playboy and had great ambitions.

Since he didn't come to Li County just to hang around, he would definitely make big moves.

Come to think of it, those tidbits about Huamian Liusu are just to paralyze the eyes of those who violate discipline.

Not to mention that Li Bingren was domineering and domineering, but simply because he was related to the former county magistrate, he must be under strict investigation. At this time, they still don't know how to restrain themselves. If Su Changting doesn't deal with it, who will they deal with?

After figuring out the key, Yin Liang no longer struggled anymore. Now he only needed to guard against the Li family's dirty tricks and did not need to think about long-term countermeasures. He felt much more relaxed.

Long term, I'm afraid the Li family has nothing to say about the long term.

The sun was heading west, and it was not completely dark yet, but the lights of the temple fair had already been turned on, and the whole Andong Street was brightly lit, as if it were daytime.

There were gradually more and more people, young lady Lang Jiao, young couples with their children, walking around, looking warm and happy.

There are many people gathered in front of each stall, especially the lanterns and some exquisite gadgets, which are very popular among the ladies who stay at home.

There was an exception, which was a snack stall with many people gathered in front of it.

This was the first time for Su Qingzhi to visit the Lixian Temple Fair. Everywhere she looked seemed lively. She happened to see a lot of people gathered in front of them, so she trotted over to Le Diandian.

This made the two maids behind him moan incessantly, shouting "Miss, Miss, Miss" louder than the other.

"What is this?" Su Qingzhi finally squeezed to the front and asked, pointing to a small plate-shaped round pastry.

The pastry was golden yellow, small, with a few light brown spots on the bulging place in the middle.

Despite this, they don't look rough, just because each of them is sweet and tangy, making your mouth water.

"Egg tart." The person who said this was a young man in white.

He looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, quite tall, with deep facial features and a cold expression. He was not at all smiling like the waiters at other stalls. Instead, he was extremely cold.

Su Qingzhi was surprised to see him like this, and couldn't help but ask: "Egg tarts? Why have I never heard of them? Is it delicious?"

The boy in white looked at her strangely and said coldly: "You can taste it."

But it turned out that under the egg tarts arranged on several layers of wooden shelves, there were some chopped pieces placed in small bowls, and thin thin bamboo strips were placed next to them.

Su Qingzhi's eyes were full of food, and she didn't care about the young man's indifference. She picked up a cake with a bamboo strip, lifted a corner of the veil, and put it into her mouth.

She chewed for a long time and said slightly disappointedly: "What? It just tastes similar to milk puff pastry. I thought it was so delicious!"

When the young man heard what she said, he immediately looked at her with sharp eyes.

Su Qingzhi was startled by his eyes, then reacted and said angrily: "Why are you looking at me like this? I'm just telling the truth!"

"Leave if you don't want to buy it." The young man ignored her anger and spoke coldly.

Su Qingzhi has never been so neglected by others since she was a child. Besides, she did nothing wrong. She felt aggrieved: "What kind of attitude do you have! It's obviously just an ordinary milk puff. Why don't you let people talk about it? The store manager

Why do you want to bully your guests?"

Her voice was quite loud, and everyone around her looked at her. The two maids were so frightened that they rushed forward to protect her, fearing that something might happen to her.

The young man just looked at her coldly and didn't say anything, which made her either vomit or vomit.

"Miss, the crust of this egg tart is indeed similar to the method of making milk puff pastry. You are right to say so." Hearing the sound, a slender woman next to her walked over, wearing a blue and white dress, and her voice was clear and clear.

She smiled softly and took out a complete egg tart: "I think Miss just tasted the outer shell. These were warmed on the stove and taste better. I give this to Miss. I hope you don't argue with my junior brother."

"Sister." When the young man selling cakes heard the woman's words, he lowered his head and called, guilt flashing in his eyes, and his voice was not as cold as before.

The woman patted his shoulder gently: "Nothing."

Seeing the woman's good attitude, Su Qingzhi lost most of his anger for a while. He took the pastry, thought about it and said, "Although you gave this pastry to me, if it's not delicious, I won't lie."

Liar."

"No." Before the woman could speak, the boy in white rushed to say, with a firm tone: "It won't taste bad."

"Barry the boat." The woman stopped the young man's words and said to Su Qingzhi: "Tianchengwei is open for business, and the quality depends on everyone's preference. Since this pastry is an apology, how can you repay a favor."

"That's good." Su Qingzhi smiled at the woman, then glared at the boy next to him before putting the thing called egg tart into his mouth.

This time she gained experience and took a big bite. Not only did she bite the outer skin, she also ate a lot of the inside. Anyway, there was a veil so no one else could see it.

The soft and tender pastry is warm in the mouth, and the mellow aroma of goat's milk fills the mouth. The sweet but not greasy taste, mixed with the crispy and fragrant shell, Su Qingzhi couldn't get enough of after one bite, and then came again.

A big mouthful.

It wasn't until he finished eating the entire egg tart that he burped intoxicatedly: "Why is this egg tart so delicious?"

The two maids behind her looked at their young lady helplessly, wishing they could hide their faces and run away.

Fu Shu couldn't help but laugh when he saw her like this: "The essence of the egg tart is the filling in the middle, and the outer shell is really made like milk puff pastry. Just like it, Miss."

Milk puff pastry is equivalent to old-fashioned milk biscuits.

The puff pastry for Portuguese egg tarts is difficult to make, so Fu Shu made a simpler Hong Kong-style egg tart.

The crust of Hong Kong-style egg tarts is similar to that of biscuits. She directly uses biscuits to make the crust, which saves a lot of trouble.

Fu Shu had never thought about making egg tarts, because making fresh cream requires gelatin, which can only be extracted from seaweed and is very rare.

But when she was taking inventory of Fu Tiancheng's relics, she discovered that there was some crude agar in it, which could be used as a substitute for gelatin, so she decided to try making cream on the spur of the moment.

Compared with cow's milk cream, goat's milk cream is of poor quality and difficult to store, so Fu Shu woke up early in the morning to make some.

Fortunately, there is a charcoal basin at home. You can put charcoal without an open flame in it and take it out to keep the egg tarts warm, thus preserving the taste to the maximum extent.

Egg tarts are still too novel for everyone, so few people have bought them.

Fu Shu and Yin Liang were both busy working on the chiffon cakes. Lin Mao and the others also prepared some Chinese dishes, leaving Yu Wanzhou alone to look at the egg tarts, and this is what happened.

After Su Qingzhi came to her senses, she felt embarrassed and rashly commented that the cakes were not delicious, and even asked others to send them cakes to apologize.

She looked at the cold-faced Yu Wanzhou beside her, scratched her head and said to Shu Shu, "It's my fault for talking nonsense. How much does this egg tart cost? I'd better pay..."

"Since it's an apology, there is no need to pay." Yu Wanzhou said coldly.

Although Su Qingzhi was dissatisfied with this man's attitude, after what happened just now, she also knew that she was in the wrong, so she said weakly: "Then...then I have to calculate the money if I buy some more, right? This, and

That, five of each."

She pointed to the egg tart and the chiffon cake next to it.
Chapter completed!