Jiang Yuze had no idea what had possessed him.

He turned his head at the car door and became so engrossed in watching someone eat cake that he was completely absorbed.

Was that cake really that delicious?

Her pleasure was not only reflected in the joyful swaying of her body.

This is also reflected in the sudden relaxation of the brows, which go from being tightly furrowed.

Her eyes suddenly brightened!

"That girl looks like she's really enjoying her food; even my brother didn't notice her eating for ages!"

"You know what, I love watching mukbang videos where the food is so delicious and the host doesn't talk much. A host who focuses on eating is the best filter for food."

"What should I do? It looks so delicious! Can you buy it for me?"

Live streaming of proxy bidding.

Many fans captured the dessert cart that Jiang Yuze was looking back at.

Jiang Yuze did not move at that moment.

He genuinely wanted to stay put and watch the dessert truck owner finish that piece of cake.

I don't know why.

It's like watching a live mukbang (eating broadcast) with real people.

There is a sense of satisfaction.

For early-rising office workers, seeing this scene is particularly therapeutic.

A tiny voice kept calling out in my heart.

Eat it! Eat it quickly! Finish it!

But at this moment, his agent also got out of the car and whispered to him, "Stop looking, there's still a dessert endorsement we're in talks with."

That sound pulled him back to reality.

Sigh, is it so hard for him to just watch a mukbang?

She turned back and continued to put on her aloof persona.

The 1.9-meter-tall CEO strode confidently toward the park.

Although he's used to living under the spotlight, it still occasionally stings his eyes.

A sudden burst of bright light flashed.

He covered his eyes with his hands and walked quickly to the park entrance.

But then I noticed that there were five sliced ​​cake rolls on the table in front of me.

Even those who hire others to take photos get to eat cake!

So he didn't get any food this early in the morning?

The agent next to him seemed to understand his expression and whispered in his ear, "You should drink black coffee to reduce the swelling in the morning."

He glared at his manager with an incredibly sullen face, then went to the dressing room on the third floor like a doormat.

Six o'clock in the morning.

Other actors and some extras arrived at the park entrance one after another to wait for makeup.

Qin Yi noticed that there were more people around.

Then they prepared to make cakes again, planning to make several rolls to stock up.

Cakes aren't as quick to prepare as rice noodles.

If there are guests who need assistance at the last minute.

Even if you make it fresh, it will take at least half an hour.

Even if cakes aren't selling well right now, we still have to find a way to complete the daily target of 20 rolls.

Some early-rising vendors have also gradually moved outside the scenic area.

There were vendors selling fried dough sticks, steamed buns, and jianbing (Chinese crepes); they were all early risers.

The vendors' shouts gradually rose.

The various aromas produced during food preparation also lingered in the air.

Qin Yi was feeling sleepy after eating the cake.

Finally, I felt a bit of the warmth and humanity of everyday life.

She straightened her chef's hat and continued working with great enthusiasm.

………

On ordinary days.

The breakfasts delivered by the film crew were always the same few dishes, and Lily, an extra, and her friends were already tired of them.

While they were waiting for their makeup artist today, they were surprised to smell a sweet aroma of cake.

Pull back the curtains.

I saw a new pink and white dessert cart downstairs!

The aroma of a cake baked at high temperatures is the most overpowering smell among all the food outside.

Just like the warm sun that can instantly awaken one's taste buds.

The little girls, drawn by the sweet aroma of milk and wheat, couldn't resist running downstairs.

"Beautiful boss, how much are the cakes?"

Lily has a sweet tongue.

Seeing that the boss was also a young woman, the word "beautiful" just came out of my mouth.

Qin Yi was making a Swiss roll while wearing gloves at the moment.

She used a spatula to spread silky cream on a square green cake slice.

Then I took a piece of filling that looked like a translucent green jade and placed it on top of the cream.

Then place a milky white rolling pin under the parchment paper of the cake.

Using the force of the rolling pin, go all out!

While rolling, pinch the rolled-up cake tightly with your hands.

Finally, move the rolling pin to the junction of the cake roll and press it down.

Then, using a piping tip, a row of smooth, wavy cream was piped onto the cake, and some delicate decorations in the same color scheme were added.

A snow-white and emerald-green matcha roll, looking pure and tempting, exuding a faint floral fragrance, is perfectly finished!

The entire movement was clean, efficient, and executed in one smooth motion.

Several young girls looked on with envy.

"Wow, so handsome! I really like the girl who can make cakes."

Qin Yi was so engrossed in her work that she only just heard someone talking to her.

She smiled sweetly: "Thank you. Would you like some cake? You can see the variety and prices on the billboard next to us."

Several little girls excitedly gathered around the advertising light board to examine it.

At first glance and hearing it made me happy: "Merlad Rose Baked Cheese Rolls, oh my god, this sounds delicious just from the name!"

"Ah~~ The matcha jasmine roll looks really good too, it's a refreshing flavor, I'm a matcha lover."

Everyone's attention then shifted to the price...

"Hmm... how about..."

"Let's wait until we get paid to buy it."

The girls stood there, looking somewhat embarrassed.

It's not that Lily and the others can't afford it; they can buy it if they're frugal and save a little money.

The main reason is that most people are afraid of being ripped off because they've never eaten it before and it's an overpriced cake sold at a roadside stall.

Qin Yi completely understood how these girls felt.

If you look at things from the consumer's perspective, she won't get angry.

The cakes she sells are indeed expensive, especially considering they're from a roadside stall. Even if her skills and prices are comparable to desserts from high-end restaurants, she still needs a chance to try them.

Thinking of this, Qin Yi came up with another idea.

But then a sweet, cloying female voice interrupted her thoughts: "Boss, give me five cake rolls."

"Lily, you can choose whatever flavor you want, one for each of you, it's on me."

Wow! Finally, we have our first generous guest of the day! Qin Yi looked up excitedly!

Huh? It's her?

"Thank you, Sister Ruoruo!"

"Sister Ruoruo is so beautiful and generous!"

"He acts well and is a role model for us young actors to learn from."

Lily and a few extras happily carried the cake rolls they had chosen.

"You guys go up first, I'll pay the bill."

Wang Ruoruo also loves sweets.

But she only eats afternoon tea at five-star hotels or upscale restaurants.

These are desserts sold at street stalls.

She didn't even consider it worthy, so she didn't buy it for herself.

After those extras left.

She first looked the minivan up and down, then stared at Qin Yi's face for a long time.

Although Wang Ruoruo didn't make any overt expressions, the probing gazes were still unsettling.

Qin Yi didn't want to be stared at by her anymore, so she stood up abruptly.

Just as she was about to speak, Wang Ruoruo interrupted, "This morning..."

"I mistook the beautiful boss for the hotel's chef, and I apologize to you."

"I'll pay for the cake by scanning the QR code."

Wang Ruoruo glanced at the price.

Finally, she couldn't resist making sarcastic remarks: "With cakes this expensive, no wonder they're willing to stay in five-star hotels to set up a stall!"

"Then I wish the boss a prosperous business, and that he does his job well and says what he should say."

I paid 1000 yuan.

The woman, wearing burgundy stilettos, gracefully turned and left.

His expression was as if buying the cake was some great favor.

Is this a case of someone buying my cake and ordering me?

Who cares!