When Ye Caiping returned home, she saw Old Lady Ye and Xiao Yan sewing shoe soles.

"Where are Jin'er and Huan'er?" Ye Caiping walked up to them.

"I was exhausted from working in the workshop all morning, so I went back to my room to rest after breakfast," said Grandma Ye. "What's that in your hand? Why did you buy cloth?"

"For Xiaoyan."

As she spoke, Ye Caiping placed the cotton cloth and coarse cloth in her hands into Yang Xiaoyan's hands, saying, "Take these few feet of cloth and make a couple of sets of clothes."

Now everyone in the family is wearing nice clothes.

Even the coarse cloth shirts were new.

Yang Xiaoyan's clothes were almost all patched; only one set of clothes was in good condition, but that set had been washed until it was faded.

"For me?" Yang Xiaoyan was stunned.

"Yes. Everyone who works here gets two sets of clothes. There will be more at the workshop later. This is for you. You're a young lady now, you should dress nicely. Hasn't your second aunt been keeping an eye out for potential partners for you?"

Yang Xiaoyan's face flushed red, both shy and touched: "Thank you, Auntie."

Ye Caiping smiled and asked, "Mom, do you have any dried cassava at home?"

"Yes. When the family divided the property last time, your eldest and second eldest brothers each gave you some, about fifty or sixty catties! Do you want to eat cassava? I'll soak it right now and steam it for you tonight."

"No need, I'm going to grind some cassava flour."

"Cassava can be ground into flour?" Old Mrs. Ye was taken aback.

"Of course. Tapioca flour has many uses! I'll make you coconut sago pudding tomorrow."

Grandma Ye and Yang Xiaoyan looked at each other in bewilderment.

Grandma Ye: "What is coconut juice?"

Yang Xiaoyan: "What is sago pudding?"

"I'll do it right away," Ye Caiping said with a smile.

Grandma Ye brought her more than ten kilograms of dried cassava from the kitchen.

Ye Caiping started grinding water on the stone mill in the courtyard, while Yang Xiaoyan added water beside her. Then came the filtering and sedimentation.

The tapioca flour dried up the next morning.

Ye Caiping went to the system and bought five cases of canned coconut milk. At noon, the family finally got to enjoy coconut milk sago pudding.

"This smells so good..." Ye Jin'er's eyes widened. "What are these little things? They're delicious!"

"This is sago pudding, made with tapioca flour." Ye Caiping also took a bite and thought it was very good. It truly deserves to be called the king of ingredients in the dessert world.

"Mother knows so many things," Ye Jin'er said. "Should we sell this too?"

Ye Caiping laughed: "Don't bite off more than you can chew. We'll talk about it later."

She has a lot of skills, but once she starts a project, she focuses on it wholeheartedly. Just like her current hot and sour soup workshop, if she's going to do it, she'll go all out and do it in one go, instead of dabbling in different things here and there.

We'll deal with other businesses and transactions once the workshop is running smoothly.

Grandma Ye and Grandpa Ye sipped their sweet sago pudding, their eyes crinkling with smiles.

Ye Caiping scooped out two large bowls and had Jin'er and Huan'er deliver them to Ye Daquan and Erquan's house.

"Oh, what smells so good?" Granny Zhao swayed as she came in.

Ye Caiping said, "Just finished eating? What brings you here, Auntie?"

Granny Zhao frowned: "When will your workshop ship your goods?"

"It will come out when it's time."

"I heard that your factory has a whole warehouse full of ingredient packets, but you just can't sell them. People say your workshop is about to go out of business."

Ye Caiping said irritably, "Who told you that?"

"Liu Decai!"

"Liu Decai?" She had almost forgotten about him. Ye Caiping found it even more amusing: "Liu Decai doesn't work in the workshop, what does he know? Auntie, don't listen to the nonsense from outsiders. Or is it that your Shuisheng doesn't want to work for me anymore?"

Granny Zhao's face changed: "No way! My Shuisheng is doing a great job, you can't fire him."

"That's good. Just do a good job." Ye Caiping picked up the food box on the table. "I have to go out. Auntie, if you're free, you can go back now!"

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Grandma Ye originally wanted to scoop a bowl of sago pudding for Granny Zhao, but seeing her constantly saying "the workshop is failing," she stopped scooping it.

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Shunkelou

Shen Manman sat by the window in the second-floor private room, staring blankly at the river view outside.

"Miss Shen, today's dessert is rock sugar stewed pear." Manager Chi personally served a bowl of dessert.

Shen Manman nodded indifferently, and Manager Chi left.

She removed the lid, scooped up a spoonful of the sugar water, drank only half of it, and then put down the spoon.

She grew up in luxury, tasting all the delicacies in the world. No matter what she ate, she found it ordinary and commonplace.

I come out every day for a cup of sweet soup, partly to sweeten my palate, and partly to get some fresh air and relieve my worries. The river view here is quite nice, so I'll have it here.

"Miss Shen." A knock sounded at the door.

Xiao Qiu quickly opened the door: "Shopkeeper, is there something you need?"

"Miss Shen has been patronizing our shop for some time, so we are giving her a dessert as a special gift."

As he spoke, Manager Chi smiled and placed a white porcelain cup in front of Shen Manman.

Shen Manman frowned slightly. She wasn't hungry; the pear syrup was enough for her, and she had no desire to eat anything more.

But when the dessert was placed in front of her, she couldn't help but pause in surprise.

A unique, sweet aroma wafted into my nostrils. Looking down, I saw bright red wild strawberries floating on top of the snow-white broth.

"Is this milk?" Shen Manman asked in surprise. "But the smell... doesn't seem like milk."

Where would Manager Chi find an answer? Besides, milk is such a precious thing, how could their shop possibly have it!

He touched his nose and said with an awkward laugh, "Miss, please try it. This old man will take his leave now."

Manager Chi left quickly and closed the door behind him.

Shen Manman and her servant looked at the dessert in front of them and stared at each other in bewilderment.

"Is this milk...raspberry sweet soup?" Xiao Qiu said with a smile, "It smells quite good, Miss, please try it."

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