After eavesdropping on my thoughts, the food lovers all over the country were shocked

As soon as Zhou Cheng'an stepped into Shen Huazheng's yard, he smelled a strong milky aroma. The fragrance followed the wind and kept drilling into his nose.

Shen Huazheng had just taken out the first batch of baked egg yolk pastries when she heard the news that Zhou Chengan had come to her house.

She put the egg yolk pastry away and looked at the maid who passed the message, "Tell my uncle that I will be there soon."

Zhou Cheng'an had drunk half a cup of tea when Shen Huazheng arrived.

"Uncle, why are you here?"

Zhou Chengan put down the teacup and was about to speak——

[It just so happens that my uncle can try the egg yolk pastry I made. It is at the right temperature now and is perfect for eating. ]

Zhou Chengan: ...

He looked at the snacks that the maids brought to the table and thought of the rich fragrance he had just smelled.

Egg yolk pastry? Is it made with salted duck eggs?

During breakfast these days, everyone in the Zhou family would eat the salted duck eggs brought by Shen Huazheng as a side dish for porridge.

I have to say, the salted duck eggs are really delicious when paired with porridge.

Salted duck eggs are rich in fat, the egg liquid is full and mellow, the vermilion yolk is soft and delicate, melts in the mouth, and the egg white is very tough.

Take a bite, and the rich salty aroma spreads instantly in your mouth.

Even Zhou Cheng'an, who didn't like eating plain porridge very much, ate three bowls of porridge for the first time.

Zhou Chengan shifted his gaze from the egg yolk pastry on the table and said solemnly, "Zheng'er, my uncle came here this time to personally thank you."

"It's all thanks to you that Ying'er was able to figure it out this time. Your uncle is really grateful to you."

During this period of time, Zhou Cheng'an watched helplessly as his daughter, who was once held in his hands, became more and more haggard and less and less talkative.

He was really worried that Zhou Ying would never get over it.

Fortunately, she finally figured it out.

Shen Huazheng didn't expect Zhou Cheng'an to come to thank her specially. "What did my uncle say? Why should we be so distant with each other? Besides, it was all thanks to cousin Ying that she finally figured it out. How can it be all my credit?"

"Let's not talk about this for now," Shen Huazheng smiled and pointed at the egg yolk pastry on the table, "This is the egg yolk pastry I just made. Uncle, please have a taste and see how it tastes."

Each egg yolk pastry is round and plump, with an attractive golden surface and dotted with sesame seeds. It is very appetizing just by looking at it.

Zhou Cheng'an was interrupted by Shen Huazheng and forgot what he was going to say next.

He picked up a piece of egg yolk pastry, brought it to his mouth and took a bite.

The outer skin of the egg yolk pastry is soft and crispy, full of milky flavor, and it breaks into pieces when you bite it.

When you take a bite, you can feel the sandy texture, first the dense and sweet red bean paste, and then the salted egg yolk that is the finishing touch.

The crispy dough and egg yolk are intertwined in the mouth, and the soft red bean paste, three completely different flavors blend together to achieve an amazing sense of satisfaction.

A blend of freshness and sweetness, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, with rich taste layers, crispy, soft, fragrant, crispy and oily, sweet but not greasy.

The delicious taste lingers in your mouth after eating, leaving you wanting more.

Zhou Chengan quickly finished one egg yolk pastry and reached for the second one...

After eating several egg yolk pastries in a row, Zhou Cheng'an drank another cup of tea.

"Hey," he said a little embarrassedly, "Zheng'er, the egg yolk pastry is delicious."

Although Zhou Chengan was a little annoyed that he didn't control his mouth for a moment and ate so many egg yolk pastries in front of his niece, his eating manners might not be very elegant.

However, after eating the egg yolk pastry, he felt even more that the decision he made before coming here was correct.

Shen Huazheng smiled and said, "As long as my uncle likes it, I'm glad. I made a lot, and my uncle can bring some back later."

Zhou Cheng'an put down the teacup, took a brocade box from the servant beside him and handed it to Shen Huazheng.

Shen Huazheng was full of suspicion. She opened the brocade box and saw a house deed inside.

"Lianxiangzhai?"

Shen Huazheng was slightly stunned and didn't understand why Zhou Cheng'an gave her the title deed to Lianxiangzhai.

Lianxiangzhai is a century-old brand, and its cakes and pastries are most favored by the noble men and ladies of the upper-class families in Beijing.

Zhou Chengan looked at Shen Huazheng with a warm expression. "This is a gift from your uncle."

"No," Shen Huazheng felt that this was too valuable, "I can't accept it, little uncle."

"Zheng'er, don't refuse. This shop is not enough to express my uncle's gratitude to you. Besides, it may even develop better in your hands."

Zhou Cheng'an knew that Shen Huazheng would refuse, so he didn't give her a chance to say no.

He threatened directly that if Shen Huazheng continued to refuse, she would not acknowledge him as her uncle. After saying this, he stood up and left without waiting for Shen Huazheng to reply.

Shen Huazheng looked at Zhou Cheng'an's departing back, then looked at the house deed in her hand.

Did she become the new boss of Lianxiangzhai without knowing it?