Chapter 277

  The next day, as soon as the children opened their eyes, they jumped up excitedly from the bed and looked up at the sky frequently.

  Why is the sun always hanging in the sky today? When does the moon come out?

   Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival!

  Chen Muxue took out several boxes of mooncakes from Xiao Hua early in the morning.

Originally, before coming to Kyoto, I planned to take advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival to earn some money by selling moon cakes, but I didn't expect that the black air was much more difficult than I imagined, and with some random things For a while, I really didn't have time to create momentum.

Chen Muxue, the head chef of the long-standing Internet celebrity shop, is very aware of the importance of building momentum. Without momentum, this is just a box of mooncakes. No matter how complicated the craftsmanship and unique taste, it can only sell mooncakes. Price; it would be different if a box of mooncakes was created in advance. A box of mooncakes could become a fad, an auxiliary product that symbolized status and financial resources, and the price would naturally rise.

Now that she has not been able to create momentum, Chen Muxue does not plan to sell the mooncakes. If her hands are not entangled by the weird black energy, she can still make more money, but now there are only twenty or so mooncakes that she made before. box, let’s give it as a gift and eat it yourself.

   Anyway, I'm not particularly short of money now...as long as Changgui doesn't need to compare with his classmates.

  Changgui is naturally very obedient and sensible. He ignorantly thinks that the economic level of Qiandingmen is very low, and he is always ready to sell pills to save everyone, so it is impossible to cry and compete with those students for clothing accessories.

  Besides, he who has eaten in the Huo Family School cafeteria believes that if he has to compare his living standards, his previous level may be better than most of his classmates.

  Why do you say it was before?

  Chang Gui ate the buns that were obviously bought from outside, and drank a mouthful of plain porridge that was bland and not cooked enough to make the rice grains bloom. The joy of the Mid-Autumn Festival was washed away a lot.

"Did the head of the door sleep late today?" Chang Gui couldn't help asking, "The head of the door is too tired, so he should go to bed early. If there is anything I can help, you must tell me! I am already an older child Already!"

  Chen Muxue, whose biological clock has always been very accurate, was stunned: "What's wrong? Is it too unpalatable?"

  The children hesitated to speak.

It’s not unpalatable, but the stuffing of this bun is too little meat, too many vegetables, not finely chopped, and the proportion of the small amount of meat is also very poor, almost all lean meat, resulting in dry buns without much oil and water. Putting it in the steamed stuffed bun makes it even more dry and choking.

   I bought this from a popular breakfast stand on the street. The locals like to eat this food, so Chen Muxue followed suit and bought it.

The ancient people believed that fat meat was more precious than lean meat, because many low-level people could not eat meat several times a year, and oil was also precious, and they were not willing to put it in cooking. There was not much oil and water in their stomachs. , one can taste the meat, and the other can taste the oil and water, which is much more precious.

Generally speaking, it is better for the meat filling to be three-point fat and seven-point lean. The fat meat should be finely chopped, and the meat filling should be kneaded together, so that you can not eat the taste of fat meat and can eat it. If the lean meat is not burned, the overall taste will be soft and palatable.

   "Uh... the door master's hand is actually injured, it's an internal injury, it's not convenient for cooking, so please be patient these days." Chen Muxue forced a smile at the children, and took the lead in taking a big bite of the meat bun.

  Xiao Hu had deep worries in his eyes, and he and Chang Fu looked at each other.

  (end of this chapter)