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"It's so fragrant, sister Xuewei, how do you make it, it's delicious and delicious." Compared with the sweet soup, Xiaohua is more curious about the crispy thing in her hand.

Ding Xuewei looked at Xiao Hua with a smile while scooping up the sweet soup: "I'll tell you later."

After finishing speaking, seeing Dahua's mother and daughter standing at the table and not moving, she hurriedly pushed people to sit down.

"Try it quickly."

Spoons, snacks, the same hands, both mother and daughter were not spared.

Even though Dahua had expected it in her heart, she was still shocked when she saw the three plates of dim sum on the table. The three desserts of the same color had three different shapes and similar aesthetics.

As for Aunt Zhang Qi, her gaze fell straight on the sweet soup on the table.

"It smells good."

"Boiled peaches?!"

Dahua and Aunt Zhang Qi opened their mouths together.

One stated with squinted eyes after sniffing the snack in his hand, and the other was surprised after confirming that the lumps in the bowl were peaches.

"This one is called bird's nest cake, and this one is canned peaches."

Ding Xuewei first pointed to the dim sum in Da Hua's hand, then compared to the sweet soup in front of Aunt Zhang Qi, and then the remaining two flavors of dim sum: "This is Qiansi rock sugar, and this is green plum crisp."

Mrs. Zhang had the cheek to ask for three kinds of dim sum, namely bird's nest crisps, dragon beard candies and green plum cakes.

The bird's nest cake is the kind of small traditional snack she is used to. The taste is not much different from the memory. The green plum cake is slightly different. It is not a buttery cake like pineapple cake, but an old-fashioned lard cake. The way of soaking the raw body in water and then baking it is only available in her hometown, which is a local characteristic of their small county.

As for the Qiansi rock candy, which has the same taste and shape as the dragon’s beard candy in memory, it may be because the dragon’s beard can’t be said casually, and the menthol ingredient in it also gives people a refreshing feeling, which is a bit unfamiliar compared to the green plum crisp.

"These snacks are not easy to come by, try it quickly and give me some advice."

Ding Xuewei originally planned to have the mother and daughter of the Zhang family come back to have a taste together, but when she lifted the lid of the box and saw these familiar pastries, she couldn't hold back any longer, and this taste relieved her doubts.

The bird's nest cake uses milk, and the green plum cake is not the pastry that Bazhenlou dim sum chefs are used to. The dragon beard candy should be puzzled by the refreshing taste inside.

These tastes, which are both familiar and unfamiliar to her, can be identified as soon as she tastes them. Asking Zhang's mother and daughter to give advice is purely to let them put down their psychological burden and taste it quickly.

Sure enough, with her urging, the mother and daughter put down their spoons together, and carefully tasted the bird's nest cake.

Of course, the three of them didn't really believe what she said, but they knew her virtue of never giving up until she achieved her goal.

Instead of wasting time to see and see, it is better to have a good taste and express your own point of view.

It may not be said that they are three mothers and daughters, and there are also three cobblers who are Zhuge Liang's highlight moments.

Compared to Ding Xuewei, it was not a special dessert. After the mother and daughter tasted it, it was amazingly delicious. After a few mouthfuls, after chewing slowly and distinguishing carefully, Dahua stopped.

"It's as crispy as a peach cake. It looks completely sugarless but very sweet, and then has an indescribable taste. It's strange and strange, but this strange taste is not difficult to accept." Carefully and seriously, Dahua said.

When she spoke, Aunt Zhang Qi, who stopped, nodded in agreement: "This strange smell and this puff pastry should be the characteristics of this dim sum."

Crispy, not surprising, among the dim sum varieties in Bazhenlou, there are many puff pastry.

The strange thing is that this dim sum is composed of layers of crisp chips as thin as fingernails, and its shape is similar to that of a swallow's nest.

The strange thing is that there is an abrupt and unique smell of strangeness in this perfectly white snow.

"The crisp slices are uniform in width and moderate in thickness. At first glance, they are made by master craftsmen with profound skills." Aunt Zhang Qi emphasized.

Both mother and daughter expressed their opinions, and Xiao Hua also waited with a face full of waiting. Ding Xuewei naturally turned her gaze to Xiao Hua's face.

"I think..." Facing Ding Xuewei, Xiao Hua hurriedly opened her mouth, but apart from me, there were only two words in her mind: "Delicious."

"It's delicious, hurry up and try this." Ding Xuewei laughed at her naive attitude while picking up the green plum cake, waiting for the mother and daughter to finish the bird's nest cake in their hands.

Compared with the domineering stimulation of Qiansi rock sugar, the sweetness and crispness of bird's nest cakes, this green plum cake is also unique.

The delicate puff pastry is so dense that it is difficult to swallow, and the sweet and sour plum sauce fruit pieces are a perfect blend of refreshing and sticky!

"Hmm!" Xiaohua almost choked.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Ding Xue leaned slightly to pick up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of soup and brought it to her mouth.

Unconsciously, the little girl took a sip, gulped and swallowed a few times like rinsing her mouth.

"Good drink!"

After tasting the sweet and sour taste of the canned water, the little girl simply ignored the half of green plum crisps left in her hand.

For children, the sweet and sour soup is the most irresistible good taste.

Taking the spoon from Ding Xuewei's hand, she gulped it down several times, then stuffed a piece of peach meat.

"Aww~" It's delicious!

The little girl said vaguely.

Da Hua and Aunt Zhang Qi were infected by her, they turned their eyes away, and their eyes fell on the small bowl on the table for a moment, then continued to taste the dim sum in their hands.

After swallowing the last sticky mouthful, Aunt Zhang Qi began to comment.

"The skin is soft and fluffy, the filling is delicate and firm, and the sweet and sour interior is surprisingly harmonious with the greasy and bland outer skin."

"...I like the stuffing inside, it's soft and fluffy, it's stem-chirp." Dahua couldn't find any other adjectives.

At this moment, Xiao Hua, who remembered the dim sum in her hand, paused and looked at the remaining dim sum in her hand.

I found that everyone's eyes were not on her, and I was bored after taking a bite.

"Hiccup~hiccup~"

In unison, the three of Ding Xuewei looked at her: "..."

"Hi, it's okay." In order to show that she is really okay, she gave the three of them a reassuring look, then picked up the bowl and dried up the remaining soup in the bowl.

The moment Xiao Hua was holding the bowl, Ding Xue stretched out her hand worriedly, but just as she was about to touch the back of Xiao Hua's hand, she hiccupped again.

Suddenly, Ding Xuewei didn't dare to move.

She was afraid that her pulling and pulling would make the child gasp or choke.

Fortunately, the little girl was lucky, and there was no accident after making the sweet soup.

So, when she was sure she was fine, Aunt Zhang Qi restrained her worried expression and slapped her on the back of the head.

"You child, you are really an old sow who can't eat fine chaff, and can't taste good things. How can you stuff such a precious thing like that?"

"·····" Xiao Hua was stupefied, raised her eyes in a dazed way, with an apologetic expression on her face.

Da Hua slowly withdrew her half-stretched hand: "Mother, it's not a question of whether the dim sum is precious or not, but that if Xiao Hua chokes to death, sister Xuewei will feel very uncomfortable!"

"That's not true." Aunt Zhang Qi thought it was true, and stretched out her retracted hand again, but this time she didn't pat the back of the head, but poked her forehead: "Do you want to make Miss Xuewei feel guilty?"

"...I didn't!" Xiaohua explained palely.

Da Hua gave her a blank look: "Can you be so stuffy without you?"

Aunt Zhang Qi poked her angrily again.

Ding Xuewei supported his forehead speechlessly.

Is it a question of whether she will feel guilty if something goes wrong?
It's the baby who can't be so careless in the future, okay!
It's just that Xiaohua didn't choke on her good words, otherwise, Aunt Zhang Qi and Dahua wouldn't have warned her like this, but they were able to say these words in front of themselves without hesitation, which is a sign that they don't treat themselves as outsiders at all. .

"Don't be so impatient in the future, you are choking, we feel sorry for you."

"Mmmmmmm~"

The little girl nodded sensibly, looking at herself as if seeing the Holy Mother of Redemption.

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