Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 305 Cream Cake

After determining the size of the glass, Mrs. An Huaibo ordered people to prepare the window frames. Because this window was very different from previous windows, the production technology had not yet caught up. In addition to the window frames, there was also the display cabinet that Song Chunlin mentioned. The display cabinet required larger glass, so they planned to leave it for last.

In addition to these hardware facilities, there are also some cups, plates, bowls and chopsticks, and Song Chunlin also designed a special trademark for this.

Mrs. An Huaibo didn't know what a trademark was at first. It was only after Song Chunlin explained it that she finally understood.

"It turns out that the trademark is almost like our family crest. As long as something has this trademark, everyone will know that it is our product."

"That's it." Song Chunlin had no experience in doing business, but even if he hadn't eaten pork, hadn't he seen a pig run?

There are so many marketing methods in modern society that he can learn the basics just by watching. Trademark is just the most basic thing. It also existed in ancient times. For example, the small flags hanging outside are actually a kind of trademark.

In addition to their trademark, Song Chunlin also planned to look for farmers who raised cattle. However, this was not a difficult matter for An Huaibo. As a nobleman, it seemed quite normal for him to own an estate dedicated to raising dairy cows.

"The child of this family couldn't drink breast milk since he was young. His father was afraid that he wouldn't grow up, so he set aside a farm to raise cows and sheep that can produce milk, but mostly cows. Now his son has grown up, but he still keeps the farm, and they often drink cow's milk themselves."

As Mrs. An Huaibo said this, she led Song Chunlin to the door. After asking the doorman to inform them, the two of them quickly entered the mansion. The hostess of this house had good taste and the scenery along the way was very beautiful, especially after entering the yard, where there were many flowers and plants planted on the ground. Song Chunlin didn't recognize those flowers and plants, but he thought they were very beautiful and dazzled him.

When they arrived at the reception hall, the hostess of the mansion had already been waiting in the corridor. When she saw them coming, she hurried out to greet them with a smile.

"Oh, who was I thinking? What a strong wind brought you here?" The woman had her hair full of pearls and jade. It was the first time that Song Chunlin saw someone dressed so elegantly and gorgeously in real life.

However, the woman had a bright and elegant appearance, and even with the golden accessories on her head, it only made her face look more beautiful.

When the other party saw Song Chunlin next to Mrs. An Huaibo, he immediately covered his lips in surprise.

"Oh, this young man... I guess this is the one you are talking about, the sharpshooter who protects the country, Gu Sima's fiancé."

Song Chunlin replied with a smile: "That's right, sister has a really good eye."

The other person was overjoyed when she was called "sister". "Oh, sister, you're here! My son is almost as old as you now. Come on, don't stand outside. Come in and sit down."

Everyone walked into the flower hall one by one, and the servants immediately brought up the tea and snacks that had been prepared long ago. Song Chunlin saw Shengji's cakes at a glance. This time the cakes were in the shape of flowers, which looked quite pleasing to the eye.

As soon as everyone sat down, Mrs. An Huaibo found the opportunity to introduce Song Chunlin and the lady to each other.

"Madam Meng, you guessed correctly. He is the sharpshooter who protects the country, Song Chunlin. Chunlin, this is the wife of Censor Meng whom I told you about. Looking at the entire capital, her farm is the only one with milk-producing cows."

Speaking of cows, Mrs. Meng asked Song Chunlin curiously, "Chunlin, can I call you that?"

"Mrs. Meng, it's OK. My family calls me that, too."

"Hahaha, that's good. I'll shamelessly call you Chunlin. We do have a few cows at home, and we often drink milk. I just don't know what you want the milk for?"

Song Chunlin and Mrs. An Huaibo looked at each other, and the latter motioned for him to speak directly.

"It's like this. My cousin and I are planning to open a pastry shop together. However, the pastries in this shop are a little different from the ones we usually eat. Many of them need to be made with milk. So, hey, I want to ask you if you can sell us some milk. As for the price, it's negotiable."

Mrs. Meng raised her eyebrows slightly. "So that's what happened. I wonder what's so special about the cakes you make that you need milk. I've never heard of using milk to make cakes. We usually drink milk at home. At most, we boil it and add sugar after it cools down. I didn't know that milk can be used to make cakes."

In response to the series of questions from the other party, the two people on the opposite side actually had a plan for countermeasures. Mrs. An Huaibo asked the servant who had been following her to open the food box in his hand. Inside were small cakes, puffs, egg tarts, and a small pot of milk tea that had been prepared early in the morning.

The servants placed the things on the table one by one. Mrs. Meng stared at them intently. Not only her, but even the servants behind her stretched their necks to look at the cakes on the table.

As soon as the food was taken out, Mrs. Meng smelled the aroma of the cake. She smelled a rich sweet fragrance, which was a fragrance she had never smelled on other pastries. She even felt a little hungry after smelling it.

"It's really strange, how can this thing be so fragrant?" Mrs. Meng marveled at it, but did not start eating it immediately. Instead, she asked Song Chunlin how to eat it.

Song Chunlin picked up the small knife next to him, cut the cake into small pieces with the knife, and then put them on a small plate. He handed the spoon and the cake to Mrs. Meng.

"Mrs. Meng, please."

Mrs. Meng picked up the small spoon and carefully took off a small piece of cake. She had discovered when Song Chunlin was cutting it just now that the pastry was extremely soft, but she never expected it to be so soft. As soon as the spoon dug in, she felt as if she had dug into a bowl of egg custard. She put the small piece of cake into her mouth. It was incredibly soft, and the cream that melted in her mouth was a sweet taste she had never tasted before.

"Well, what is this called and how is it made?" Mrs. Meng asked the two excitedly.

Song Chunlin and Mrs. An Huaibo looked at each other and smiled. As expected, no girl could refuse a fragrant and sweet cream cake.

"Madam, this is made with cow's milk. The method is quite complicated and I don't know how to make it. But you can try the small puff next to it. The filling inside is the same as the one on the surface."

Hearing that the two were the same, Mrs. Meng became interested. She reached out and picked up a cream puff. It was indeed filled with cream. Mrs. Meng had been reminded of this, so she didn't take a big bite, just enough to reveal the pink cream inside.

What’s different from the cake is that the cream inside is strawberry flavored. In addition to the sweet taste of the cream, there is another more special flavor.

Mrs. Meng took a bite and confirmed that she had never tasted such a flavor before. It seemed to be the flavor of some kind of fruit.

"The cream in here? Why is the color different from this one? Is there some kind of fruit added to it? I've never eaten such fruit before."

The main reason why Madam Meng was able to get along well with Madam An Huaibo was because they were both absolute foodies and had never treated themselves badly when it came to food. However, this was also the first time she had tasted a fruit with such a flavor, and for a moment she had no idea what kind of fruit it was.

This time, Song Chunlin did not answer Mrs. Meng's question, but just smiled and asked her to try the egg tart.

In addition to the aroma of milk, the egg tart also has an egg aroma, and a layer of caramel on the surface, which smells slightly burnt, so Mrs. Meng ignored this thing at the beginning. Now, after hearing Song Chunlin's suggestion, she picked up an egg tart and started tasting it.

The egg tart crust was crispy and the inside was soft. The flavors inside and outside blended together and were not inferior to the cream cake and puffs. Mrs. Meng was so satisfied with the meal.

"Well, not bad, not bad. Why didn't you bring this fresh food here earlier?"

Mrs. An Huaibo chuckled, "I didn't make this stuff. I just got a little bit of it. You know the two men in my family can eat a pig when they have a big appetite. I just tasted these things. There's no way there would be any left."

Mrs. Meng looked at Mrs. An Huaibo and knew that she was telling the truth. She thought of An Huaibo and his second son, two sturdy men who could eat a lot, so she forgave her for eating alone.

But forgiveness is forgiveness, and the compensation that is due must still be obtained.

"I don't care. When you open a store in the future, don't forget me, your sister. I want to eat and drink in your store, so you can't charge me more money."

Mrs. An Huaibo was so angry at her stingy look that she rolled her eyes.

"You're so poor. Okay, okay, I won't charge you more. You should also lower the price of the milk. We need a lot of these things."

Mrs. Meng patted her chest and said, "Okay, no problem. I'll take care of it."

Song Chunlin interrupted at the right time: "You two, stop talking, come on, have a cup of tea to moisten your throat."

Upon hearing this, Madam Meng was about to ask the servants to make another pot of tea, but she saw that Song Chunlin had already picked up the small pot they brought with them and poured a cup of hot milk tea for the three of them. He made this milk tea according to the stored tutorial video, and it tasted quite good. Thinking that Madam Meng was a woman, and herself and Madam An Huaibo, well, could also be considered half women, he added red dates and longans to the tea, which was most suitable for women to drink.

As usual, Mrs. Meng bent down and smelled the cup. She saw that there seemed to be a little brown milk in the cup. The taste was different from the milk she drank every day, and it seemed to have more tea fragrance.

She blew it cool and took a sip carefully, and her eyes immediately brightened.

"Delicious! Why is this milk even better than what I usually drink? It's not just sugar in it, it seems to also contain tea leaves."

Song Chunlin explained her doubts one by one: "Yes, it's not just sugar, there are also tea leaves, red dates and longans. I didn't add much sugar in it. If you like sweet drinks, you can add some more."

Madam An Huaibo and Madam Meng waved their hands together: "It's fine, it tastes good like this. If there is a little more sugar, it won't taste so good. The milk nowadays is not only rich in milk flavor, but also has just the right sweetness. It would be great if we could drink a bowl of hot milk like this in winter."

Song Chunlin smiled and said, "This is not milk, because tea leaves are added to it, so it is also called milk tea. Milk tea can be drunk hot or iced. It's just that it's not good for girls to drink it too cold, so I made it hot. In fact, it tastes good when it's warm, right?"

"So this thing is called milk tea? Milk plus tea leaves, this name is really appropriate. Chunlin, how did you come up with the idea of using milk and tea leaves together?"

Song Chunlin smiled but did not take all the credit for himself. He just changed the subject and asked Mrs. Meng if they could raise more cows so that they could add another drink or something in the store.

In fact, Song Chunlin wanted to build a small shop for casual dating, imitating the modern coffee shop, but instead of coffee, it would serve milk tea, and the main business would still be selling bread and cakes.

Mrs. Meng was excited when she heard this. She had to raise cows! Just for the delicious milk tea, cakes, puffs, and egg tarts, she really wanted to raise a few more cows, but she wanted to change the way the two sides cooperated.

"From what Madam An Huaibo said, Chunlin, is this shop opened by the two of you as a partnership?"

"Exactly. How come Madam Meng also has this idea?"

Madam Meng smiled sweetly and said, "Of course there is. If the two of you can do business together, it wouldn't be impossible to add me in, right?"

Song Chunlin did not see any surprise in Mrs. An Huaibo's eyes, and he knew in his heart that Mrs. An Huaibo had expected such a thing to happen. Mrs. Meng controlled the only milk supply in the capital, and Song Chunlin had the only pastry and milk tea recipe in the capital. Unless Mrs. Meng was a fool, could she not see how much income this shop would make once it opened?

These wives of officials also received elite education in their families before getting married. It was different from the education method in official circles, but it did not mean that they had empty heads and only had jewelry and silks in their eyes. Their brains were not much slower than men.

So, after tasting the pastries brought by the other party, Mrs. Meng made up her mind decisively that she must buy in, otherwise she would be a fool.

As for how to enter and the specific distribution of profits, the three of them sat in the flower hall and discussed it for an entire afternoon. They only agreed on the general direction, and many details were not finalized.

However, Song Chunlin was not in a hurry because the glass problem had not been completely resolved, so the decoration of the shop was temporarily suspended. Mrs. An Huaibo was now focusing on small matters such as the arrangement of tables and chairs.