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233: Grapes

Mr. Qian put grape skins into water and boiled it, then stood in front of the pot to adjust the color.

He stood by and threw grape skins in when he felt the color faded.

Old Fu has reminded me about color so many times, so you can imagine how important it is.

Although he no longer gets involved in the store's affairs, he is still happy to make a small cake for the granddaughter of an acquaintance.

The lavender liquid slowly flowed in the pot, and white mist rose from the delicate little pot, dispersing with a fresh fragrance.

All the employees who were doing other preparatory work in the studio were attracted by the smell without exception.

“What a sweet grape flavor!”

They put down their work and came over to take a curious look.

The light purple in the pot looks really beautiful, like a flowing purple gauze, bubbling.

"Master, these grapes smell so fragrant."

Mr. Qian nodded.

His senses have deteriorated a little now, but when he stood in front of the small pot for a while just now, the mist made his eyes clear, his breathing smooth, and he felt the fresh smell of grapes in his lungs. It was magical.

He picked up a spoon, scooped a spoonful of water from the pot, and took a sip after it cooled down.

Water colored with boiled grape skins like this has a somewhat astringent taste, and the degree of astringency is determined by the amount of grape skins used.

But the spoonful he drank just now did not have the slightest bitterness. Instead, it had a slightly sweet taste. When he drank it, his mouth was filled with the fragrance of grapes.

It tastes like grape jasmine tea.

Mr. Qian even thought that he didn't need to process it at all. He could just put the water boiled with the grape skins into cups and sell them outside.

There will definitely be a lot of people buying it. It is healthy, naturally sweet, and can replenish energy.

"How is it, Master? Is it delicious? What does it taste like?" the employee next to him asked curiously.

Mr. Qian put the spoon into the sink to be washed and replied calmly, "It tastes like grapes. Go dice it quickly."

This is a two-person job, one is responsible for peeling and the other is responsible for dicing.

After staring at the peeled grape skins for a while, Mr. Qian said, "Don't throw these away later. Mix more and use them to make some grape steamed cakes."

"Okay, Master."

In fact, they had this idea a long time ago, but they were afraid of being scolded if they said it out loud, so they didn't dare to say anything.

The studio became quiet, with only the fresh scent of grapes slowly flowing through the space.

Mr. Qian was thinking about the grapes and stared at the exquisite little pot for a while.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard someone in the studio exclaim, "Oh my God, where do all these ants come from!"

After this voice fell, the studio was in chaos and everyone lowered their heads and looked at their feet.

Mr. Qian walked over, took out his glasses from his pocket, put them on, and squatted down to look at the white tiles on the ground.

Because the tiles are white, it is very obvious what is on them.

Small ants that came from nowhere gathered around the workbench, and some were climbing up the table.

"Clean it up quickly! Don't let them touch the food!"

The employees quickly wiped the workbench and mopped the floor, confirming that there was no survivors. Only then did they relax and discuss the ants.

"How did they get in?"

"The important thing is why there are so many ants in our area. They are so dense. Normally, I squat on the ground and look for them for a long time without seeing a single one."

It's in the city center, and the store is fully tiled. It has to be mopped four times a day, so where do the ants come from?

The few people couldn't come to a conclusion after discussing it, so they all turned their eyes to Mr. Qian, their faces full of ignorant curiosity.

But Mr. Qian didn't know either. When he came back and saw that the water in the small pot was almost boiled, he picked up the grape skins and poured some of the chopped grapes into the pot.

The transparent flesh gurgled inside and finally turned purple, the color of amethyst.

The sweet fragrance wafted out from the window, attracting many birds to stand on the window. This was a scene they had never seen before.

"So many birds!"

Mr. Qian looked outside and saw about five or six birds standing in front of the window, looking around. He was sure that if there was no one in the house, these birds would be bold enough to fly right in.

"I understand, Master!"

One employee's eyes suddenly lit up. Pointing at the half-bowl of grapes in the reserve area, he excitedly said, "It's these grapes! I was cutting them here just now, and the juice leaked out, which is why the ants are attracted here!"

As soon as he said this, he was refuted by another person next to him, "You are talking nonsense. The ants are so far away from us, how can they smell the scent of grapes here and gather in so many places?"

"I'm not talking nonsense. Think about it carefully. Isn't the place where the ants gathered just now where I was standing?"

After saying this, he looked at Master Qian with surprise and said, "Master, these grapes must be special. The animals' reactions won't lie! Especially the birds!"

He is from the countryside. When he was a child, the persimmon tree in front of his house would be pecked by many birds every time the persimmons were ripe.

It seemed as if the birds could tell which persimmon was sweeter. The persimmons they had pecked were sweeter than those they had not pecked.

Thinking of this, he excitedly suggested, "Master, aren't you invited to make cakes for foreign guests next week? We can make some of these grape cakes. They will definitely amaze the foreigners!"

This statement is still a bit conservative. Not only foreigners are amazed, even their own people have never seen it!

Mr. Qian said nothing, but served the cooked jam and set it aside.

"Master! Aren't you friends with that old man? You can ask him for some. We can't lose to Li Daning!"

When entertaining foreign guests, Chinese cakes are usually prepared to showcase traditional Chinese food culture. However, they will also prepare some Western-style cakes based on the culture and taste of the guests, which are more suitable for their foreign stomachs.

Chinese pastries are very complicated to make, but the finished products are very exquisite, with precious ingredients, careful selection, delicate seasoning and elegant shapes. Many Chinese people say that truly handmade pastries are luxury goods.

In addition to being exquisite and delicious, many of their Chinese pastries are also nourishing to the body.

For example, the water chestnut flour cake in Dream of the Red Chamber can nourish the spleen and stomach, strengthen the feet and knees, and invigorate the body and replenish qi. It is also effective in relieving summer heat and detoxifying.

But even such a perfect dessert cannot compare to the weight of Sachertorte in the hearts of foreign guests every year.

Many foreign guests were generous with their praises after seeing the Chinese pastries, and some of them really loved them and even took some back with them when they left.

But most foreigners still prefer Western pastries, after all, they are the snacks of their country.

The chef in charge of making Western-style pastries is called Li Daning, and everyone at Jiuweizhai dislikes him.

This person has an extremely arrogant and domineering personality and always looks superior.

His apprentices were simply the reflection of his own personality. Whenever they met him at a competition, they would walk with their noses in the air and always look down on them.