My Second Husband novel Chapter 380

Eudora tried her best to promote herself.

"Yeah, I know how to make the meat pie and I'm certain that it is delicious. I believe that the Old Master will like it very much if he gets to taste it."

Madam Westin finally gave in. She was at her wits' end anyway.

Madam Westin had worked in the kitchen for many years and she had served the Old Master all this while. This Old Master was really stubborn. Whenever he was in a bad mood, he would start to break down if he did not get to eat his comfort food.

A few years ago, the Old Master had replaced half of the servants in the manor because of a similar matter.

This was already merciful of him. In his early years, when he was still a gangster, he would even break their legs if anyone dared to reject him!

Whether it was for the sake of the Old Master or the safety of the people in the manor, Madam Westin thought that she should let the girl in front of her have a try.

After giving it some thought, Madam Westin finally agreed.

"I hope that you are not lying to me. If anything were to go wrong, the Old Master will not let this slide!"

"I know!" Eudora nodded repeatedly. As long as she had a chance, she ought to grasp it.

Madam Westin immediately asked someone to let Eudora out.

Before entering the kitchen, Eudora could already smell the aroma of baked pastry. It was as though the Holt family had a secret bakery in their manor.

It wasn't far from the truth, in fact. When Eudora walked into the kitchen, she saw huge sacks of flour piled up on one side. On the other side at the stove, more than a dozen chefs were making the same dish over and over again.

Whenever a new meat pie was made, the butler would come up to try it. However, none of them had passed the test.

This was the first time that she had seen such a scene, and the chefs in the kitchen were the top chefs in Greene City. Eudora was initially quite confident, but now she was a little nervous.

However, it was too late to go back on her words.

Madam Westin walked over and whispered to bulterwho then looked at Eudora and said, "Let her have a try!"

"Everyone, stop for the time being! Go out and have some rest!"

The chefs put down the pot and pans. They left hurriedly as though they had been granted amnesty.

Soon, several chef assistants came over and cleaned the kitchen. The butler then said, "Let's begin!" Eudora looked at the ready-to-made pastry doughs and shook her head.

"These won't do. I want to make it from scratch."

The ingredients needed to be very fresh. Pastry doughs that had been exposed to the air for too long will lose its fluffiness. This was what her mother had taught her.

Speaking of which, her mother did not teach her this dish at all. She only remembered it because she had seen her mother make it often.

The butler let her take her time.

When she was a child, she would ask her mother, "Why must you make the pastry dough from scratch? It's so hard to make. Mom, aren't you tired?"

Her mother shook her head and said with a smile,

"If it's a meal for your loved one, no matter how hard it is, you will be very satisfied as long as you get to see a smile on their face. It's only perfect when the pastry is fluffy yet crispy."

Her mother was right. Eudora finally understood what her mother's words meant.

Eudora washed her hands quickly and immediately got to work. She mixed the flour, eggs, yeast, and milk and kneaded the mixture into pastry dough, and allowed it to proof. Then, she prepared the minced meat for the filling.

It felt rather strange. Perhaps, she was affected by her mother's words. By the end of the process, Eudora's mind was filled with Amos' expression when he first ate this dish. She turned on the oven and set the correct temperature.

Eudora imagined her mother standing in front of the oven and smiling at her.

The whole process was extremely smooth, and everything was done swiftly.