Song Hui and Su Zhi were quietly waiting for Qin Lang to finish cooking.
As time passed by, the atmosphere in the living room gradually became awkward.
Su Zhi kept clenching her little hands and then loosening them, as if she was worried about Qin Lang who was working hard in the kitchen.
Her eyes wandered around the living room aimlessly, but they always avoided where Song Hui was sitting.
Song Hui looked at her daughter several times and opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.
After a long time, it turned into a faint sigh.
The moment she discovered her daughter was missing yesterday, it felt like the sky had fallen for her.
Fortunately, when she was most confused, her daughter was found by the young man named Qin Lang in the kitchen, and she was not in any danger.
She originally thought that the matter would end there, and if her daughter was coaxed, nothing would go wrong again.
She widened her eyes unconsciously.
At the bottom, there are ribbon embellishments and the small words "Dongxia City·Daisy" engraved on the ribbon.
Only the outer layer is slightly oily and the inner layer is slightly dry.
The next moment, as Qin Lang placed the dessert plate in front of her mother and daughter, Song Hui saw the entire dessert.
"What's the name of this dessert?" she asked softly.
Making dishes that can make Su Zhi happy is a test that reduces the difficulty for Qin Lang and also gives an opportunity for the relationship between mother and daughter to ease.
Just the puff pastry on the outside is so amazing, but what about the jujube paste filling in the center?
Song Hui carefully took a bite of the brownish-red jujube paste inside, and couldn't help but look surprised on her face.
Song Hui rubbed her eyebrows. She showed a gentle but tough attitude on the outside, but finally showed a bit of weakness and dejection in front of her daughter.
A mouthful of jujube paste, two flavors.
"Is the lotus cake..." Looking at the lotus blooming in the dessert plate, Song Hui nodded slightly and said, "This name is very good."
If she hadn't told her, just by looking at the appearance, she would have thought it was a new creation by a well-known dessert master.
The scent lifted her spirits, and her previous thoughts were temporarily suppressed.
Su Zhi is still young, and although she is equally picky about desserts under her own influence, she is not as strict as herself.
Maybe I am really not successful in being a mother.
The layered and unique texture of the pastry does not require too many taste embellishments. The fragrant but not greasy crispy aroma is enough to make it a delicacy worthy of Song Hui's astonishment.
"Zhizhi, do you think this dessert can pass the test?"
Desserts made by deep-frying?
It turns out he needs lard. Is lard used instead of butter to make desserts?
And this unique smell...is it fried?
In this way, as long as Qin Lang's desserts are pretty good, it is almost inevitable that Su Zhi will be happy.
But she is a eater, has her own responsibilities, and has a huge daisy garden to take care of.
Qin Lang passed, Su Zhi was happy, and the relationship between mother and daughter also had a chance to ease, killing three birds with one stone.
And Song Hui could tell that Su Zhi liked Qin Lang very much.
"Wow!"
As a food recommender, her professionalism allowed her to judge a lot from the aroma in an instant.
However, at this moment, Qin Lang's cooking skills were somewhat beyond her expectation.
It was a copper badge, with the same outer outline and size as the fish scale badge, but the front was made of green, like a lawn in a garden dotted with daisies.
"Huh?" Su Zhi had just finished eating the second piece, and now he put down his hand that was reaching for the third piece of lotus cake, looked at Qin Lang, nodded heavily after a moment, and said with a smile on his face, "Okay!"
The thin pastry becomes crispy during the frying process, and as you chew it, a subtle "clicking" sound can be heard between your lips and teeth.
Perhaps as Qin Lang said, it was all because he didn't have much time to spend with his daughter, so her daughter was always alone.
As a Yuling chef who is good at desserts, Song Hui has enough ability to make delicious desserts.
Because she helped her find her daughter yesterday, she was grateful to this young man named Qin Lang.
So after learning that the other party came to visit the food recommender to obtain the badge, Song Hui started to worry about it.
Just by seeing the color and smelling the fragrance, Song Hui could roughly tell that this dessert would be good.
The jujube paste exposed at the open part of the petals is full of rich fragrance and a little more oily when activated by hot oil.
Su Zhi's cry of surprise made Song Hui recover from the shock.
The green leaf-shaped dessert plate specially selected by Qin Lang makes the delicate color of the lotus flower stand out more vividly.
The aroma of lard and the unique sweetness of date paste are mixed together in this process.
The aroma of jujube paste and the special aroma of lard.
After slowly tasting a piece of lotus cake, Song Hui looked at Qin Lang with a slightly different look.
Such a dessert comes from the hands of such a young chef?!
However, the impact of running away from home this time did not end as she thought. Instead, when she got busy again this morning, it turned into her daughter's crying and neglect, leaving her not sure what to do.
It wasn't until footsteps came from the kitchen door that she raised her head again and looked at Qin Lang, who was walking over with a delicate dessert plate.
A golden ribbon divides the front of the badge into two diagonally, and on the lower right side there is a large daisy with each petal carefully carved out.
"It's called Lotus Crisp." Qin Lang replied.
"Thank you!" Qin Lang took the badge and looked at it.
Elegantly and carefully pinching a piece of lotus pastry, Song Hui bit into the outermost pastry petals.
The petals are pink on the outside and white on the inside. There are countless layers of petals, which are as mesmerizing as the blooming buds. In the center of the petals, the dark red date paste is still emitting traces of heat, exuding a strong date fragrance.
The mixture of the two is just right.
However, this time, the dessert didn't seem to work so well.
Following Qin Lang's footsteps, there was also a rich fragrance that Song Hui had never smelled before.
In the past, when my daughter was unhappy, a piece of dessert would make her happy for a long time.
"Since Zongzhi thinks you can do it, congratulations on passing the test." Song Hui stood up and walked to a room. She quickly took out a badge that shone with metallic luster under the light and handed it to Qin Lang's hand. "This is Daisy."
badge."
And these two flavors blend into each other as you chew, and they are just right.
For a moment, she looked forward to the answer sheet Qin Lang handed over.
She looked at her daughter who couldn't wait to hold one up to taste it, and then at the young man standing aside, with a somewhat complicated look on her face.
Although the jujube paste inside has not been in direct contact with the hot oil, it has been in contact with the lard that quickly passed through the pastry during the frying process.
How can these be discarded at will?
This is the exclusive badge for food recommender Song Hui, the daisy badge!——