Su Zimo suddenly asked, "Miss Nangong, are these cakes made by yourself?"

"Well!" Nangong Li quickly nodded. For more than a year, she would take these cakes with her every day, just to let Su oak taste them one day. However, he always ignored himself.

"I didn't expect that you would use the color of plants to add color to the cake, making the cake look more beautiful and more appetizing."

Su Zimo said, gently bit a bit, "Well! This sweet scented osmanthus cake is very good. It's much better than what I made! " Su Zimo is full of praise, looking at Nangong Li's eyes with some appreciation.

"Madame, how do you know it was dyed in the color of plants?" Nangong Li was very surprised. She thought she was the only one who could. Her mother said that she made the most beautiful pastry maker in the world.

Su Zimo smile, the rest of the osmanthus cake to eat, then slowly opened his mouth, "this I know, if you like, you can use the color of these plants and flour mixture, the dumplings will be very beautiful, and also very healthy."

Nangong Li suddenly felt as if he were old at first sight.

"Madam, Ali will have a try early tomorrow morning." Nangong Li Shuiliang's big eyes are very excited.

His eyes could not help but peek at Su oak secretly.

Why doesn't he try it? She knows that every time he goes to Qingyun street to get osmanthus cake, so what she makes is also osmanthus cake and pine nut cake. She always makes it with great care. "

"Oak son, have a taste. The osmanthus cake made by Miss Nangong is much better than that made by her mother."

Su Zimo handed a piece to his son.

Su oak didn't like sweet food very much, but since his mother had given it to him, he could only manage to eat it.

Su oak took the cake and tasted it gracefully. Suddenly, he took a glance at Nangong Li. The cake was not too sweet or greasy. It tasted good!

Nangong Li has been paying attention to Su Lijun's facial expression. From the moment he doesn't want to eat to the sudden light in front of him, Nangong Li's heart also changes from tension to depression. Only she knows how painful this process is.

"What about oak? Isn't it good? "

Su oak has always been good things will not tell lies, he quickly nodded.

"My mother, it's delicious, but compared with my mother's, there are still some deficiencies." Su oak is also telling the truth. The food made by his mother is always full of color, flavor and fragrance.

Su Zimo patted his son on the back, "oak son, you always pursue perfection. The cakes made by Miss Nangong have no choice in taste. As long as you synthesize the colors, these cakes will be very popular if they are placed in high shops."

As soon as Su oak saw his mother's face, he knew what his mother was thinking?

Su oak asked softly, "does your mother want to change the taste of the pastry shop?"

"Well!" Su Zimo quickly nodded.

"What food pursues is taste. Should Quercus cooperate with Miss Nangong?" Su Zimo asked casually.

Of course, she didn't mean to set them up at all. It's just that the pastry is really good. It's not bad to change the taste of the pastry shop for ten years.

Qin poetry language, hands involuntarily clenched together, the heart of jealousy is about to go mad.

Madame actually proposed to cooperate with Nangong Li. What's special about those strange cakes.

Nangong Li listened to it, and he was excited with red bubbles.

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