Considering the consumption capacity of this era, the buffet breakfast in Ma's guesthouse is only open for business during the days when officials take off on students' holidays.

The price of a bamboo stick to the court is twenty-two cents, and the price of the retail price to the outside world is twenty-eight cents. In terms of purchasing power, the 28 cents are equivalent to a little more than one hundred yuan in later generations.

It doesn't sound very expensive, but in terms of income level, 28 cents are basically their income for the lower-level labor force in Chang'an City. Considering that the grain prices in Chang'an City are quite high, life is not easy, ordinary people will definitely not eat such a luxurious breakfast.

"Give it, venue fee."

At about 10:30 am that day, the buffet breakfast time ended, and the helpers were cleaning up the venue. Luo Yong counted the bamboo sticks obtained from the day and then pushed part of them in front of Ma Feiyang.

A sister’s food shop borrows the place where Ma’s house sells buffet breakfast. No matter what, the venue fee is always given. The Ma family doesn’t need money and silk. They take bamboo sticks directly every time. They use this to give it to people, which is said to be quite popular.

"I've given more today." Ma Feiyang fiddled with the pile of bamboo sticks in front of him, and guessed that this time it would be more than a dozen more than the last time.

There were more than a dozen more here, and Luo Yong had to spend more than a hundred more in his hand. Their venue fee was calculated based on the share. How many bamboo sticks were collected for each buffet breakfast, and one of them was given to the Ma family as venue fee.

"Next time I plan to add another row of seats in the corridor." Luo Yong said. During the peak hours today, many people came and saw that there were no empty seats in the lobby. After asking, they found that there were people sitting in the private room, so they had to leave, saying that they would come back another day.

"Will they be willing to sit in a location like a corridor?" The Ma's guest house is spacious, and the corridor after going up the stairs is spacious enough, but will anyone really sit in such a place? Those who can afford twenty or thirty cents to have a breakfast are not ordinary people.

"No problem, the wooden couch and low table are more elegant, and then some flowers, plants and potted plants are used as decorations. If you really don't want to sit, you can't." If you are willing to sit, you have to try it out to know that the more people you need to make a buffet, the more profit you get.

"I'll leave this to me." After all, I charged the venue fee. Besides, Ma Feiyang has nothing to do recently, unlike Luo Yong who wants to teach, attend court and hold a buffet.

"In this way, Brother Luma will be there." Luo Yong said with a smile.

"Why do you need to be so disgusting?" Ma Feiyang said with a smile.

"Hey, have you done it, let's go." Qiao Junlin waited impatiently and urged.

"Okay." Luo Yong put the bamboo sticks into his cloth pocket, picked them up and left.

The two men went downstairs one after another.

Ma Feiyang:...What's going on with this feeling of being stolen by someone?

"What are you looking at?" Ma Silang came up from downstairs at this time.

"How come these two people are so good, they come in and out all day long." Ma Jiulang said to his brother.

"If you are so bored, you should go in and out with me." Ma Silang said with a smile.

Ma Feiyang: If you want an errand, just say it.

"Where is today's bamboo stick?" Ma Silang asked again.

"It's all here." Ma Feiyang pushed the pile of bamboo sticks under his hands in front of his brother.

"It seems that Luo Sanlang's business is doing well." Ma Silang also saw that there were more bamboo sticks this month than last month.

"Yeah." Ma Feiyang nodded, saying that he didn't envy that it was fake. How to do the coffin board, look at how much money he made recently.

"I'll go out later, please keep an eye on the guest house." Ma Silang stuffed the bamboo sticks into his arms one by one.

"What do you want so many bamboo sticks to make?" Ma Feiyang reached out to stop him. If all of them were taken away by his brother, what about him.

"I'm useful." Ma Silang said, and Malier gathered the remaining bamboo sticks on the table and put them in his arms.

"Where is mine!" Ma Feiyang said dissatisfied.

"..." Ma Silang glanced at his brother, thought for a while, took out two of his arms and handed them to him: "Don't send him to others randomly."

Ma Feiyang: "Just these two, why can you make me mess around?"

Ma Silang laughed and turned around and went downstairs.

In fact, Ma Silang was not reluctant to give his younger brother a few more bamboo sticks, but that kid was really unpredictable. Last time, he was so happy that he had just met in Chang'an City that he just met, so he sprinkled out more than a dozen bamboo sticks.

The dozen young men came to the buffet with their own bamboo sticks. The young men were whispering in the restaurant, which made some customers very dislike it. Luo Sanlang was still quick to react. After asking about the other party's whereabouts, he said that since he was Ma Jiulang's friend, he had to arrange a private room for them before he could expose the matter.

Ma Feiyang also knew that he did something wrong last time. A few friends came back to him, but they became alienated from him. After a while, he was not at all.

He shouldn't have bragged about how many bamboo sticks he had. Since he was to have a good relationship with those people, he would be great to invite them to the restaurant to have a meal. Why give them the bamboo sticks and let them get to Luo Sanlang's breakfast party...

In fact, Luo Yongyong sells bamboo sticks and is not picky about the customers' origins. The only thing to pay attention to is to ensure the dining atmosphere.

It is precisely because of this that every time I take a break, Luo Yong has to visit the cafeteria here to prevent some emergencies. Besides, there are many people in Chang'an City who don't like him, and I'm afraid that someone will deliberately find trouble.

"In just half a day, I have been more profitable than the food shop for a whole day." In Chonghuafang, Aunt Luo counted the bamboo sticks she earned this day and said with emotion.

"I only have this time in five days." Luo Yong said with a smile.

"I'm telling you to work hard, and you still have to work after resting." Aunt Luo said.

"Sister doesn't have to work every day," said Luo Yong.

"Since you are doing business, you naturally have to work every day, and the same goes for other people's families." Aunt Luo said with a smile.

On the afternoon of that day, Luo Yong and Qiao Junlin did not return to Chonghuafang. I heard from the Ma family that some people wanted to imitate their breakfast banquets in Chang'an City recently. Competitive competition will appear in not long before.

In order to ensure the freshness and superiority of this buffet, in addition to the freshness and variety of dishes and the dining atmosphere, some new dishes are also launched from time to time.

When it comes to new dishes, after salad dressing, Luo Yong naturally thought of butter.

The salad sauce did not attract much attention. It was eaten by some people. Some people still liked it, but it did not form a burst of light, nor did it cause any waves in the dietary world of Chang'an City.

This time, this cream cake was highly expected by Luo Yong. They are now buffet breakfast. To be honest, there are no particularly outstanding dishes except canned fruits. It is necessary to study a few more staple dishes.

"Look at whether this milk is layered?"

In a small house on the side of the yard, Luo Yong opened the window to let the light outside shine in. He saw several open pottery jars in the room, each with a pottery lid, and a milky smell was floating in the room.

This is their second experiment. The first time I used goat milk, but the whipped cream extracted in the end could not be beaten smoothly. So this time I changed it to cow milk. In Chang'an City, cow milk is much more expensive than goat milk.

Qiao Junlin opened a pottery jar and looked at it, then used a long-handled wooden spoon to scoop up some milk and observe carefully: "It seems a bit different from yesterday."

"Let's take a look." Luo Yong took the wooden spoon and looked at it. Although he was not sure, he felt that this should be whipped cream: "Just take the upper layer of milk to use it. If you put it down, you may be sour."

This method of extracting whipped cream was often used in later generations. Luo Yong didn't know the structure of the machine. The Heng family and his son were not around for a while, and no one could take care of the machine for him. He had to use this stupid method, which was to quietly put the fresh beef and sheep milk he bought there until the fat-rich part of the beef and sheep milk floated up by himself.

This separation method is not only inefficient, but also incomplete separation. It takes a lot of beef and goat milk to get a little light cream. Fortunately, the remaining beef and goat milk can be used in other places, otherwise the cost will be too high.

In addition to light cream, the low-gluten flour used to make cakes is also a problem.

It is not clear how those factories produced low-gluten flour in later generations. The method he found in the space was to use ordinary white flour and corn starch to make low-gluten flour.

Corn starch is not a very expensive thing in later generations, but it is still quite rare at this time.

It just so happened that Hou Lin had some corn kernels on hand. He planted corn in the yard last year and this year, and he was not willing to eat the ones he planted. Last year, he made a lot of money by selling seeds. This year, the price of corn seeds was reduced, so he didn't sell them much and kept them all. Now that he heard that Luo Yong wanted to use corn, he took them out.

After the corn kernels are fully soaked, they are ground into corn slurry with stone mills, and then the corn residue is filtered off. After precipitation, drying and crushing, a little bit of corn starch is finally obtained. It is carefully packed with a ceramic jar and stored in the house. The opening of the ceramic jar is tied tightly with oil paper every day to prevent the insect from crawling in.

The fine white flour is paired with a certain amount of corn starch and becomes a low-gluten flour, which can make a chiffon cake with a very fluffy degree. This cake is filled with a lot of milk, sugarcane slurry and grapefruit juice, which tastes loose, soft and tender, and has a little toughness.

This time, the cake was not steamed, but was oiled in an open flat-bottomed pottery jar, poured the prepared cake batter and baked it over low heat.

After the pan is released, carefully cut into pieces of round cakes, and then apply whipped whipped cream on top.

The fresh light cream extracted from fresh milk is added with some sugarcane slurry and grapefruit juice. The sugarcane slurry can be bought at the pulp drink shop in Chang'an City. Although the price is higher, it is still acceptable. The grapefruit juice can remove some fishy smell in the milk, increase the fragrance of some fruits, and appropriately increase the acidity, which makes it relatively less likely to get greasy.

...

On the afternoon of that day, the female guests who had attended the breakfast banquet at the Xu family house received a dessert delivered from the sister's food shop.

I saw this snow-white piece of pastry, about the size of a palm, exuding a strong smell of frankincense, and there was a faint sweet and sour aroma. I dug a small piece with a spoon and put it in my mouth, feeling the sweet and beautiful smell slowly melting in my mouth...

"Is this delivered from my sister's food shop? What did the person coming?"
Chapter completed!