Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

As the packaging box was removed, a cake with a height of [-] centimeters and three layers appeared in front of everyone.

On the upper floor is a huge crane, lifelike, as if it can spread its wings and fly in the next second. A pine tree stands tall and straight next to the crane, and every tiny leaf on the tree can be clearly seen.

The edge of the second layer is full of longevity peaches, and the red roundness is crowded together, which makes people feel very good when they look at it.

When Chen Yao saw the appearance of the cake, her face changed instantly. She gave Zhang Ruoting who was also dumbfounded a hard look and said angrily, "Didn't you get everything done? That's how you do things?"

Zhang Ruoting's face turned pale, and she didn't understand why things turned out like this. She felt uneasy for a while, and always felt an ominous premonition.

The exquisite shape of the cake attracted the attention of all the guests, and they all lamented Li Qingyan's ingenious workmanship in their hearts. Regardless of the taste, just looking at the shape can already attract everyone's attention.

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes deepened, she stared at the cake, and after a while, she gently touched Mrs. Ji's arm.

The latter was still immersed in the exquisite impact brought by the shape of the cake, and only woke up from the dream under the reminder of Su Xiaoxiao. She cleared her throat; "I'm sorry, Miss Li, I think our contract clearly stipulated that all the dim sum in the audience should be served. Chinese dim sum is used, of course the cake is also included, right? Seeing that the shape of this cake is so realistic and it can still remain unchanged, it must be fondant, right? My mother has high blood sugar, and Ms. Li, as a service staff, did not ask for it at the beginning Are you ready for these preparations?"

Ji Shaoming glanced at his mother strangely, not understanding why she would suddenly embarrass Li Qingyan, he said: "Mom, don't all cakes look like this, could it be that there are other things called birthday cakes? It's not ancient times. "

Mrs. Ji glared at the son who defended Li Qingyan, ignored his words and said, "If Ms. Li felt that the regulation was harsh, she could choose not to sign it at the time, but now it is obviously a violation of the contract."

"Mrs. Ji, the cake is for eating. As for whether it violated the contract, I think everyone will understand after tasting it!" Li Qingyan replied confidently. She picked up the knife and handed it to Mrs. Ji: " Madam, this first cut is up to you!"

Mrs. Ji held the knife, although she was a little strange about her daughter-in-law's behavior, but thinking of her usual behavior, she didn't say anything else.

As soon as she cut down, the feeling of holding the knife felt a little different. It was not as easy to cut as before, but it was springy and even had some toughness. Fortunately, the first cut was made smoothly.

The rest was handed over to Li Qingyan, she took it and cut off the first piece, put it on a plate and handed it to the old lady.

The old lady Ji was very curious when she was cutting the cake, so she took a bite.

The entrance is really elastic, rich in taste, not that sweet and greasy feeling, it is a kind of sweet with fragrance, which makes people want to take a second bite after one bite.

Mrs. Ji not only thought so, but also put it into action. When she was about to take a second bite, she was stopped by Mrs. Ji; "Mother, your blood sugar is high, you can't eat such high-sugar food anymore!"

Li Qingyan had already cut several pieces, she handed them to the waiter, and after she signaled for her to serve them to everyone, she heard Mrs. Ji's words and said with a smile; "I mainly use pasta as the raw material for this cake, sugar is also useful. Xylitol, which raises blood sugar, so you can eat as much as you want, old lady."

"Impossible, the pasta is fermented and steamed, so it is impossible to form such a delicate shape." Chen Yao objected.

"In ancient my country, on birthdays, longevity noodles, eggs and other things that symbolized longevity were prepared to celebrate birthdays. In addition to these, there is also a custom in the S province of our country, which is to make a pot of pasta on the birthday Dim sum shaped like longevity peaches, this kind is also called Chinese birthday cake." Li Qingyan talked eloquently, without any fear in front of so many people.

"You liar, how can such a thing that sounds very earthy and vulgar at first sight like this!" Chen Yao said in disbelief. Stupid, it is impossible to be like this at all.

"Girl Ting, we have to respect traditional culture. How can we talk about the things left by our ancestors!" Mrs. Ji's smile faded when she heard Chen Yao's words. She stared at the cake and recalled: "I remember It was my birthday when I was a child, and my mother made some pastries for me at that time, and I thought there were such delicious things in the world!"

When Li Qingyan heard Mrs. Ji's words, she smiled clearly. She had found out before that Mrs. Ji's hometown was in S Province, so she boldly used such a form to make cakes.

"How do you explain the styling?" Chen Yao asked unwillingly, her face turned pale when she heard Mrs. Ji's words.

"I added some tapioca flour when I was making the shape, so that the cake has a Q-bomb feeling, and it is also convenient for the shape. As for how to do it, this is a commercial secret of our studio, sorry I can't Say more."

Now, even Mrs. Ji, who still wanted to talk about the matter with the contract, was speechless.

Mrs. Ji had already finished eating the cake in her hand while they were talking. Fortunately, Li Qingyan considered that she was not young, so the cake she cut was not too big.

"Is it Qingyan? I am very grateful to you for bringing such a painstaking cake. This is the best gift I have ever received! It also reminds me of many good memories from the past. In the future, what new products can be made to give more gifts to old people?" Ma'am, I'll send some!" Mrs. Ji's words are the greatest affirmation of Li Qingyan's performance today.

Many guests have already tasted the dim sum in their hands one after another, and they became more curious about Qingyan Studio, and most of them recognized her craftsmanship.

Ji Miaomiao, who had been quietly sitting next to the old lady without saying a word, spoke at this moment: "Grandma, if it weren't for me, you almost wouldn't be able to eat such a delicious cake!"

"Oh, what did we Miaomiao do? Did you help me find someone as good as Qingyan?" The old lady laughed and said, "I said why Miaomiao, who is usually the chatterest, is so quiet today. Waiting for grandma to reward you here!"

"It's not grandma. I didn't find Sister Qingyan, but I found that someone wanted to destroy your cake on purpose. Fortunately, I was protecting it, so it didn't get destroyed!" Ji Miaomiao winked at Li Qingyan as she spoke. blink.

When Ji Miaomiao spoke, Zhang Ruoting's expression became ugly, and she opened her mouth in panic to say something to Chen Yao.