At the beginning, the little koi carp was grabbed by a wolf and became the favorite of the beasts.

In the next two days, the Zhou family went to seek advice from Chef Wang.

According to Jinbao's suggestion, pastries of different shapes were made.

After it was finished, it was eye-catching and was unanimously praised by the Zheng family.

The sweet cakes have been considered a success and can come to an end.

Now it just doesn't taste salty anymore.

After several people studied it for a long time, they unanimously decided to make it and try it first. Otherwise, they wouldn't know how to improve it if they couldn't taste it.

Because Chef Wang has never made salty pastries, they can only rely on themselves to explore.

The first few people made it according to the sweet pastry method, but replaced the sugar with salt.

I was afraid that it would not taste good, so I only made a few to try.

It’s finally out of the pot.

It looks just like a sweet pastry, and the appearance alone is very appetizing.

Meihua looked at the steaming pastries, swallowed her saliva, and said, "It looks pretty good. I don't know why, but why don't I dare to pick it up and taste it?"

She always felt that it would not taste good if salt was added.

Mrs. Zhou also looked hesitant. She picked up the pastry and was still a little afraid to bite it.

The fear of not eating well is also the fear of failure.

It took me a long time to make it, so I would be a little bit shocked if it failed.

"Mom, where did Jin Bao go? The quill I made for her is ready."

Boss Zheng ran in furiously, looking like he was offering a treasure.

Mrs. Zhou's eyes lit up, and she quickly pulled Boss Zheng over, handed over a piece of pastry, and said, "It's just come out of the pot, can you try it?"

Boss Zheng took the pastry doubtfully.

Looking at Mr. Zhou's expectant eyes, I felt a little secretly happy: My mother knew how to love such a big boy like him. This was the first time that she was so enthusiastic towards her.

Under the watchful eyes of several people, Mr. Zheng stuffed the cake into his mouth in one gulp.

Zhou also followed him and opened his mouth slightly, his face twitched unconsciously, and he swallowed.

Sure enough, Boss Zheng couldn't keep his happy look for a moment before he started looking for the swill bucket with a grimace on his face.

Seeing this, Wan Niang kindly helped him point out the location.

Boss Zheng rushed over and spat out the pastry he had chewed for a few times.

"Cough cough..."

After vomiting, I drank some water and rinsed my mouth.

It seems to be really unpalatable.

"Mom, what does this taste like? It's salty and bitter. Do you think salt is sugar?" Boss Zheng asked with a frown.

Zhou didn't answer him. She looked at each other at Mei Hua, sighed, and said, "It seems that we failed. We have to think of other methods."

Boss Zheng was confused when he heard this. What does this mean?

"What to do with these pastries?" Meihua looked at the remaining pastries and felt worried.

Eat it, if you can't swallow it.

Just throw it away, what a pity.

"How about letting Hui Da Hui Er and the others taste it? Maybe the mice have different tastes?" Wan Niang suggested.

Mrs. Zhou nodded, you can try it, if it doesn't work, you can only feed the chickens.

Boss Zheng listened for a long time and finally figured out what was going on.

The co-author wanted him to taste the pastries, and he asked, how could my mother be so warm to me all of a sudden...

Loveless, heartbroken, he was indeed picked up.

Boss Zheng looked at Mr. Zhou sadly, his heart felt cold.

Zhou felt a little guilty when she saw Boss Zheng looking heartbroken.

She lowered her head to pack her things, not daring to look at his face, and asked, "What kind of quill did you make for Jin Bao? Take it out and take a look."

When he mentioned the quill pen, Mr. Zheng became interested and put the unpleasantness behind him.

He mysteriously took out something from his waist, paused for a moment proudly, and then opened his hand to show them.

I saw a thin bamboo as long as the palm of my hand lying in Boss Zheng's hand, with some patterns carved on it.

A small section of feather tips is exposed below, and a feather tail stands on it.

The tip of the pen was carefully shaved flat where it was held by hand, for fear of hurting Jin Bao's little hand.

It looks delicate and beautiful.

"Brother, when did you learn this skill? It's so beautiful." Mei Hua looked at the quill he made and praised it.

This wasn't flattery on her part, but it looked really good. She could imagine Jin Bao's surprise when he saw it.

Li Yun also nodded. It was indeed unexpected that the elder brother could make such a delicate thing.

Wan Niang also looked at him in surprise. After so many years of marriage, this was the first time she knew that his hands were so dexterous and the patterns he carved were vivid.

"You did a good job, but I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate for you to only do one. There are not enough children to share." Mrs. Zhou couldn't help but nod as she looked at it.

She had always known that Mr. Zheng was very clever with his hands, but he was a little big-hearted and looked naive. He also behaves very recklessly, looking like a child who has not grown up.

Boss Zheng nodded after hearing this.

It is indeed a bit too much to be one. What if those brats are all competing with Jinbao to use it? Jinbao is so good, he will definitely give it to them.

No, we need to make a few more, and we can’t let them compete with Jin Bao.

After some thought, Boss Zheng carefully hid the quill, turned around and went out to continue working.

Seeing him leaving in a hurry again, Mrs. Zhou couldn't help but smile and shook her head.

Not long after Boss Zheng ran out, Jin Bao and Xiao Lin also ran in.

He looked out of breath.

"Why are you two little guys here at this time? Are you hungry?" Wan Niang touched Jin Bao's head and asked.

Jinbao and Xiaolin nodded together.

"I'm hungry. Are grandma's salty pastries ready?"

Jinbao rubbed his belly and looked at Zhou with a pitiful look.

Zhou's heart melted instantly, and she couldn't get enough of this little appearance.

"The pastries are not ready yet, so you can't eat them. Grandma will boil eggs for you to eat. Just wait a little longer!" He picked up the eggs and started washing them.

Jin Bao could see the remaining pieces of cake on the plate at a glance.

Doesn’t it look good? Why can’t you eat it?

Xiao Lin didn't care so much. The plate was not placed high. He just grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth.

Wan Niang didn't have time to stop him, so she could only bring water and stand by, waiting to rinse his mouth.

What she didn't expect was that Xiao Lin didn't spit it out at all. He frowned and swallowed it directly, as if he had eaten a fly.

Wan Niang was dumbfounded. He really followed his father, no, he was even more powerful than his father.

Mei Hua and the others were very impressed when they saw Xiao Lin's vigorous appearance. He could still swallow it even though it was salty and bitter. Those who didn't know it thought he had experienced famine!

"Not delicious, water..."

Xiao Lin stuck out his tongue and kept fanning the wind with his hands.

Wan Niang handed him the water she had prepared, and he drank it in a few gulps.

Wan Niang stopped talking.

Hey, forget it, swallow it and rinse your throat as well.