After falling asleep again after pedaling and drinking, Bai Ruozhu went back to the hall, the food was left for her, but it was already cold, she heated the food with a bitter face, and finished the meal in the stove room.

After eating, she remembered the matter of the medicinal soup, and hurriedly asked the family how it felt to drink it, now it is autumn dryness, her medicinal soup is to eliminate fire and dryness, and the family can not immediately feel the effect, but they feel extraordinarily delicious.

Bai Ruozhu felt that this was enough, and it was impossible to sell a sufficient amount of medicinal soup on the street, otherwise the cost would be too high.

"Dad, mother, I want to wait for Zhang Luo to make a small living after the autumn harvest. Bai Ruozhu said.

Lin Ping'er glanced at her daughter distressedly and said, "You have the dividends of the Du family's pharmacy, what do you have to do to make a living, you still have to nurse the child, and it will be too hard to make a living." ”

"Then you can help me, and my sister-in-law can help me when she enters the door after a while. Bai Ruozhu smiled and took her mother's arm, although she was already a mother, she could still be coquettish like a child in front of her mother.

Lin Ping'er hurt her daughter, and she was a little loose when she was entangled, and Bai Zehao agreed with Bai Ruozhu's suggestion, and said to the side: "Little sister, if you have any ideas, let's talk about it first, everyone will sum it up, if you are too tired, it is okay if your mother doesn't agree." ”

This makes sense, Lin Ping'er really let Bai Ruozhu talk about it.

"I had nothing to do and researched a food called finger cakes, which was absolutely no one in town and I guess it would attract a lot of customers. Bai Ruozhu said.

"Finger cakes?" Bai Zepei raised his eyebrows, "Is it similar to pilaf in the Western Regions?"

Bai Ruozhu didn't know if the pilaf that the second brother said was the same as the pilaf she knew, so she could only shake her head and say: "I don't know what the pilaf looks like, but the finger cake is something I figured out myself, otherwise I will make dinner for you to taste, if you think it is delicious, let's discuss whether we can make such a living." ”

When the family heard that there was a novelty to eat, they immediately nodded their heads.

In the afternoon, Bai Ruozhu prepared the materials for the cake, Lin Ping'er helped beside her, and rushed to do all the work of noodles, for fear that Bai Ruozhu would be too tired and affect the milk, so that Bai Ruozhu would shout that he was a paper paste.

When it was time for dinner, Bai Ruozhu ran to ask his family, "Come on, let's talk about it, what flavor do you want?"

"What flavors do they have?" Bai Yihong had just come back from the field, he was fetching water and washing his hands, I don't know why his daughter asked, he instantly felt his stomach growling, probably the deliciousness made by his daughter is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"There are egg-flavored, vegetable-flavored, meatloaf-flavored, and of course it can be a three-in-one. Bai Ruozhu introduced.

"Give Daddy a three-in-one. Bai Yihong felt even hungrier.

Bai Zehao didn't like to eat vegetables, so he said directly: "I want eggs and meatloaf, can I do this?"

"Of course, you can do whatever you want, as long as it doesn't taste bad. Bai Ruozhu smiled and looked at the second brother, but Bai Zepei said, "Make one of each, I'll try them one by one." ”

Yo, the second brother wants to have a good taste, he is taking the business she plans to do seriously, and he wants to help her do a good job.

Bai Ruozhu trotted into the stove room, and quickly started to make finger cakes, and soon the aroma wafted out of the stove room and into the yard, Bai Yihong's father and son couldn't help but sniff, why did this cake taste so fragrant?

"My little sister makes cakes, right? I didn't see such fragrant meat cakes in the town. Bai Zehao scratched his head, is this really a casual little sister?

"Come on, come on, it's time to eat, let's get into the house quickly. Bai Ruozhu took the tray and put a few finger cakes on it, and Lin Ping'er, who followed behind her, brought the soup from the big bowl and said with a smile: "It's all on the table quickly, Ruozhu said that the finger cakes are not delicious when they are cold." ”

The father and son all stared at this finger cake, only to think that it was too different from the baked cake they had seen before, the outer layer of the finger cake was golden, it looked very crispy and refreshing, and the folded place cracked a little, you can see the soft white and tender cake core inside, it is conceivable that even people with poor teeth can also bite.

The three of them sniffed, Bai Zepei looked at Bai Ruozhu and asked, "Is it the scent of scallion oil?"

"Yes, it's shallot-scented. Bai Ruozhu nodded, and then pointed out the three cakes they wanted and let them taste them.

Bai Yihong was the first to grab and taste, as soon as he tasted it, he immediately felt that the cake was really the same as he imagined, the appearance was crispy, the content was soft and strong, but it was also different from what he imagined, this cake was different from the pancakes and baked cakes he ate in the past, it seemed to be extraordinarily fragrant, and with the meatloaf, eggs and fresh vegetables inside, it was exceptionally delicious, and he ate one in a few bites.

"Girl, is there anything else?" Bai Yihong asked with some embarrassment.

"What flavor does Dad want, my mother will make it for you. After Bai Ruozhu finished with a smile, he took a hand and grabbed the cake and ate it.

Bai Yihong's face was a little stiff, Lin Ping angrily beat him, and said, "You look down on my craftsmanship, if you have the ability, don't eat it later!" After speaking, he ignored Bai Ruozhu, and went straight to the stove room to make a few more finger cakes.

Bai Zehao and Bai Zepei also said yes, and when asked how the taste of this cake was different, Bai Ruozhu blinked his eyes and said, "Hot noodles." ”

Men don't know much about cooking, so they let out an oh when they heard it, and finally didn't ask much.

After a while, Lin Ping'er brought the newly made finger cake to the table, Bai Yihong hurriedly grabbed one and ate it, but his tongue was burned, he took a few breaths of cold air, blew it again, and then ate it in small bites.

"Yo, damn it, your skills have grown, and it's almost the same as that made by Ruozhu. Bai Yihong smiled and praised it, but he smiled a little embarrassed, he just disliked Lin Ping'er's bad skills.

Lin Ping'er gave him a big roll of his eyes and said, "It's not that Ruozhu is smart, I see that this can be done, even if Ruozhu is not present, I can also set up the stall myself." ”

It turned out that Bai Ruozhu had prepared the ingredients early, the dough cakes were divided according to the portions, and the meat patties were made in advance, so it was much more convenient to grasp the cakes by hand, and the conditioning sprinkled on them was also according to the amount, and Lin Ping'er quickly memorized it, so it was not difficult to make it at all.

Bai Zehao sucked his fingers in food and said, "I also think this deal will definitely work!"

Bai Ruozhu snickered, the common finger cakes on the street in later generations were brought to ancient times, and they turned out to be a rare thing, and she could be regarded as having missed it. Of course, it is inseparable from her fresh soup powder, you must know that there is no MSG at this time, and in this point alone, others have imitated the shape of her finger cakes, but they can't imitate the taste of her hand cakes.

"If everyone has no opinion, I'll make a mess again recently, and when the autumn harvest is over, we'll go to the town to set up a stall. Bai Ruozhu finished eating a finger cake and said loudly.