Old Mrs. Huang, who was thinking about making new snacks, sneezed loudly.
She rubbed her nose and said, "It must be that bitch Tao Chunhua who is teasing me."
She did not feel the slightest bit of guilt towards Tao Chunhua. Before her death, she had been so kind to Huang Erniu's family.
Among them, Tao Chunhua was also included.
Even Huang Xiaojuan and Huang Xiaoman took advantage of it and sucked blood from Huang Dalong's family.
After she had experienced such a painful and desperate moment in her previous life, she still gave Huang Erniu and Tao Chunhua a chance.
Unexpectedly, they didn't cherish it.
And it hurt her feelings even more.
This time, she finally saw clearly that it was impossible for a person with bad habits to change for the better.
Even if it is a fruit, if it is rotten from the core, how can it be cured?
Since that's the case, she doesn't plan to waste any more time.
She will no longer give any money to Huang Erniu and Tao Chunhua.
Old Mrs. Huang thought about it and looked at the noodles in her hand.
It is a small round cake that can be filled with various fillings, such as red bean paste, black sesame, or even jerky.
The shapes can be varied.
Even the small round cake in her hand has beautiful patterns on it.
Of course, it depends on the mold.
Huang Jingjing beside her couldn't help but ask: "Grandma, our lotus shortbread is already selling very well."
"My dear, you have to remember that only by constantly coming up with new things can you stabilize people's hearts."
These words were told to her by her mother when she was still alive.
It was also passed down from their ancestors.
This is also the experience summed up by our ancestor who used to be a royal chef in the palace.
Huang Jingjing nodded, "I know, grandma."
Old Mrs. Huang smiled and nodded, and began to think about contacting the person who made the mold.
There is a carpenter in the village, and his skills are good.
She clapped her hands and said, "I'm going to go out for a while. You guys go ahead and do your work. Dalong, remember to deliver the goods."
Huang Dalong and his colleagues are very busy now.
In the morning, we have to set up the traps, catch lobsters and snails, and give away shortbread. In the afternoon, we have to catch lobsters again, and give away lobsters and snails.
Only after delivering the afternoon's lobsters and snails could they rest.
Although they are busy every day, no one in the village complains.
Even Aunt Hua from before is now working diligently.
Every afternoon when we pay our respects is the happiest moment for everyone.
Old Mrs. Huang found the village carpenter Huang and told him the whole story.
Carpenter Huang's sons and daughters all followed Old Lady Huang to make money, so he respected her very much.
When I heard that she wanted to make a mold, I agreed immediately.
"I just happen to have no work on hand recently. You came at the right time."
Even if he had work on hand, he would let Old Lady Huang cut in line.
Old Mrs. Huang told Carpenter Huang roughly the shape and pattern she wanted, and Carpenter Huang agreed immediately.
These are not difficult at all for him.
After the two agreed on the price and quantity, Old Lady Huang left.
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