"Sure enough, there are treasures everywhere at this time. No wonder those novels about traveling back in time to ancient times are always so successful."

Chen Nian couldn't help but sigh.

In all walks of life, as long as you can master a modern technology, going back to ancient times, it would be a latitudinal attack.

It's a pity that I walked through a one-way door and couldn't freely travel back and forth to buy and sell. Otherwise, I would have made a fortune in this ancient time just by relying on my understanding of modern times.

Of course, the premise is that you don't violate the taboos of this period and don't offend some of the people you feel sorry for.

Although I don’t have the tools now, I can try to do it.

For example, if you use citrus, a fruit that is easier to juice, first make some juice, then mix some sugar into it, and keep testing the taste. When it is almost done, mix it with glutinous rice flour.

As for the ratio of juice to glutinous rice flour after blending, there are only a few. If you want it to be softer, just add a little more water.

After a short period of aging, the first pot of new mince cake was made. Its condition was similar to that of ordinary cakes, but the whole body was slightly orange, and even if it was cut into pieces, there was no break in color.

Very even.

If you get closer and smell it, you can even smell a faint sweet citrus scent.

Moreover, the texture is crystal clear and appears exquisite and translucent under the illumination of light.

"So beautiful." Lu Ke couldn't help but admired.

"Have a taste." Chen Nian picked up a cut piece of mince cake and threw it into his mouth.

The taste is not much different from other pastries, but the faint citrus fragrance makes it look like two girls in school uniforms walking hand in hand by the river talking and laughing.

And this picture full of youthful colors happened to be captured by the eyes of a painter, who then painted it with superb skills.

It's sour and sweet, just like a snack, and every time you chew it, you feel like you're eating real citrus.

"How do you feel?" Chen Nian asked.

"It's a little sweet. Of course, it's very good to eat it like this. Some people who like sweet food will definitely like it very much." Lu Ke said first, and then considered that this was Chen Nian's first time making new food here.

Pastries, so I added the next two sentences.

But Chen Nian is no longer a three-year-old child, so naturally he doesn't need to be coaxed like this. He has always been happy with the shortcomings.

"Then it would be nice to put less sugar in the next time I make it. I thought that putting the juice and glutinous rice flour together might dilute the sweetness, so I put in more sugar, but now that I think about it,

Maybe it’s still a bit much.”

Soon Chen Nian and Lu Ke finished all the pastries one by one, but when it came to the last one, Lu Ke still left it for Chen Nian.

Because she always felt a little unsatisfied when eating Chen Nian.

Small details like this are naturally captured by Vintage.

But this time he didn't refuse, and ate it very calmly. His mouth was sour and sweet, and his heart was warm.

Improvement of the new mincemeat cake was promoted on the agenda.

The blacksmith shop and the carpenter shop have also said hello, and he is willing to pay 50% more to have them make those tools quickly.

With Brother Kong Fang's encouragement, those blacksmith shops temporarily stopped making hoes and kitchen knives, and devoted all their efforts to making these tools for Chen Nian, which they felt were a bit unnecessary.

Although for old age, it is very likely that these tools will be leaked in the future.

But there is nothing he can do about it. After all, he is not studying mechanical design. Otherwise, he would design one by himself and take the parts from the drawings to several blacksmith shops and let them build them separately. After they are done, he will take them back and assemble them. That way

It's much safer.
Chapter completed!