An explanation with a quiet, slight smile.
"That dark-colored snack is called Oreo cookies."
An Yi stood at the counter, grinning from ear to ear as he collected money. "One pound of cream puffs, one pound of Oreo cookies, two taels of silver."
The servant frowned. Although he had heard that the things in this shop were quite expensive, he did not expect them to be this expensive!
I spent two taels of silver on just these few items.
He couldn't help but mutter to himself under his breath.
"Why is it so expensive? The peach shortbread sold at that store only costs a few yuan!"
An Yi, the dog, glanced around furtively. Seeing that An Le wasn't watching them, he quietly pulled an Oreo cookie from his apron pocket, a disdainful smile playing on his lips.
"Young man, let me tell you, the things I sell here are far superior in taste to those instant pastries!"
How can the pastries in that bite-sized pastry compare to those in my shop?
This is truly the best thing ever!
I'll generously give you a piece; try it yourself and you'll see why there's a price difference.
The servant grabbed it without hesitation and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it while glaring at him.
"Hmm...not bad, it's sweet, a little bitter, and a little burnt!"
No, it's not burnt, nor is it bitter. I can't quite describe the taste, but it's absolutely amazing! Delicious, truly delicious.
Once people understood how delicious the desserts in his shop were, An Yi felt completely satisfied.
"Right? I'm not kidding you. Everything I sell here is genuine, and it tastes really good. It's all top-quality."
Come to my house another day and buy some peach shortbread to try. My house sells peach shortbread too.
See that shop window shelf on the far right over there?
The bottom shelf also sells peach shortbread. The peach shortbread here tastes even better than the one across the street.
That's what you call truly crispy and fragrant; you won't get tired of eating it even if you eat a lot.
I guarantee you'll want more after just one bite; you won't be able to stop once you start.
After working for fifteen minutes and seeing all the customers off satisfied, the shop became quiet again.
An Ding was busy wiping the floor, cleaning it spotless according to An Le's instructions.
The little guy, Ankang, sat obediently on the sofa, happily eating macarons. There was also a can of sweetened milk that Anle had put on the coffee table.
Anle held a piece of paper in his hand, a pen resting on his chin, standing in another spacious, empty shop that had been renovated after the wall was broken through, muttering to himself.
"This half will be used to sell drinks, such as milk tea and juice."
We'll set up a few tables and turn it into a coffee shop.
This would make it convenient to sell things like grass jelly and coffee.
When it gets hot, I'll make some cold drinks, like milk pudding or ice cream.
Anning was wiping the glass door with her head down when a guest entered.
"Wow, this room is really bright!"
It looks so appealing! Oh, it smells so good! The aroma is really enticing.
The old woman stepped through the door and immediately called out in a loud voice.
The little grandson she was holding cried out, "Grandma, I want some snacks, the ones we had yesterday."
An Ning looked up at the sound.
Anle paused for a moment upon hearing this sound, then turned to look behind her—
Isn't this old woman her aunt's mother-in-law?
I had the misfortune of witnessing this old shrew throwing a tantrum in front of a shop selling crispy pastries, and seeing her fight with her grandmother who made everyone grit their teeth in hatred. I knew all too well what kind of monster this old woman was.
An Jing, who received Hong Lanzhi, clearly knew the old woman.
"It's Granny Wu."
Anjing greeted her with a smile, and Hong Lanzhi's eyes lit up.
"Oh my, it's Jing! Look how beautiful she's become, she's grown so much."
Anjing smiled quietly, "What would Grandma Wu like to buy?"
Hong Lanzhi, with her old face beaming like a withered old chrysanthemum, didn't directly say what she wanted to buy, but instead beat around the bush.
"It's because my little grandson ate some pastries here yesterday and couldn't resist the urge to come back for more today!"
Anle, sitting on the sofa, sneered inwardly.
Want to try some?
This is really delicious, let's try it!
I'm afraid this old man is here to freeload!
An Jing was also taken aback for a moment, then smiled slightly without revealing her true feelings.
"Yes, our pastries taste great and are suitable for all ages!"
Anyone who tries it will want to come back for another taste.
The only problem is that the price is a bit high; customers who come here all think it's too expensive.
Quietly and subtly, the conversation returned to the topic of buying and selling.
"If Grandma Wu buys these for her grandson, they are all cheap and tasty snacks."
These egg yolk melt-in-your-mouth snacks, banana melt-in-your-mouth snacks, yogurt melt-in-your-mouth snacks, and fruit and vegetable melt-in-your-mouth snacks are filling for kids and can even be eaten as a meal.
Following An Jing's movements, Hong Lanzhi glanced into the shop window.
“My grandson didn’t eat this yesterday; it was that black pastry.”
Quietly blinked, "Is it an Oreo cookie?"
That costs one tael of silver per pound.
These melt-in-your-mouth snacks are cheaper; a box of them only costs fifty copper coins.
Hong Lanzhi let out a scream, staring blankly with her shrewd but cloudy old eyes.
"Huh? What is that? Jing, what did you say?"
This stuff costs one tael of silver per pound?
This one costs fifty coins?
Are you selling food or gold?
An Yi stood at the counter, glancing over in their direction with obvious displeasure.
"I've already told you that my shop sells very expensive things, things that only rich people eat."
Your grandson's mouth is so delicate; he only eats these ridiculously expensive things!
Hong Lanzhi's old face fell, and she glared at An Yi, "What did you say, you little bastard?"
Isn't it because your store sells them at ridiculously high prices?
Isn't this a scam?
Is this how business is conducted?
Your dad looks like an honest and simple person, but I never expected him to be such a black-hearted bastard!
That old saying is really true: you can't judge a book by its cover, and you can't scoop up the sea with a ladle.
"Your dad's gone mad with poverty; he's come all the way to this town to scam people!"
An Yi, the eldest son, also frowned, clearly displeased.
"Grandma Wu, what you're saying isn't right. In business, it's a matter of mutual consent.
My dad didn't force you to come to my door to buy snacks, so how did that become a scam?
Besides, everything I sell is genuinely valuable!
Those are delicacies that only immortals can enjoy.
"It's already pretty good that we were able to sell it for this price."
Especially since it was so time-consuming to make, he personally participated in the process and saw how many attempts were ruined before finally succeeding.
Moreover, it involves many steps!
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