He was certain that no one in this town could eat something made through such a complex process.
Especially learning about tools like the iron boxes used for making pastries.
And remembering all those raw materials is both mentally and physically exhausting.
If it weren't for his eldest sister learning quickly and mastering the skills fast, the whole family wouldn't be able to support this store now.
Even now, he's still completely clueless about those things; there are just too many different kinds of ingredients to remember them all!
That's why he's being forced to study by his younger sister every night!
He could eat all of these things, but he was so tired of learning them that he almost threw up.
An Jing glared at An Yi and stopped him, saying, "Third brother."
Why argue with this old lady Wu? If she wants to buy it, she can; if she doesn't, so be it. She's not going to give it away for free anyway.
She knew a thing or two about the temperament of the Wu family's mother-in-law, in particular.
Even if you talk yourself hoarse with this old woman from the Wu family, she can still find a way to argue with you. It's a complete waste of breath and saliva to try and reason with her.
"Jing, the pastries and trinkets here are really too expensive!"
If it weren't for the fact that your snacks taste so good, I really wouldn't have spent my own money to buy this expensive stuff for my child.
Look, we're all family. Didn't your aunt just go to great lengths to find a good match for your aunt?
I, this old woman, have seen firsthand how much your aunt loves you all.
We're family, so we don't stand on ceremony. Even if you give the kids some food for free, it doesn't mean you're doing them a favor!
"This kid is your cousin!" she said, shoving the little guy.
"Go find your cousin to play with, he's sitting over there."
The little guy wasn't shy at all; he ran over on his short legs, came close to An Kang, and stared intently at the macarons An Kang was holding.
Anle subtly leaned forward, blocking the little guy's view, and smiled innocently.
"Oh, it's my little cousin."
Clearly, this little cousin in front of him did not know Anle.
Although Anle saw Anmanxin holding this child as she saw Anmanyi off on the day Anmanyi got married.
But there were so many people that day, it was so noisy and chaotic, and she had never had any contact with this little cousin before, she had only seen him from afar. Today was the first time they had a formal meeting and exchanged greetings.
This little guy doesn't look much younger than me, I heard he's a year younger, he's five years old this year.
The little guy stretched his head and, without thinking, reached out and tugged at Anle, trying to pull Anle away from the macarons.
Anle remained seated, motionless, her eyes crinkling into a smile, seemingly unintentionally.
"It seems my little cousin and I aren't really that close."
An Ning, with her eyes darting around, understood perfectly and smoothly picked up the conversation, giving Hong Lanzhi a slap in the face.
"Of course, it's understandable that we're not familiar with each other!"
I haven't seen my aunt bring my little cousin to our house to play in the past few years.
That day, my aunt went out, and my older aunt and younger cousin hurriedly saw her off at the door and left without even having time to visit our house.
It seems my aunt has been too busy, so busy that she's become estranged from her own brother, Dad.
Hong Lanzhi's old face stiffened, and then she reprimanded him with a stern expression, relying on her age.
"Nonsense, how is it that we're being distant? You kids, stop spouting nonsense. I don't know how your mother raised you."
As he spoke, the old man looked around the shop but couldn't find Qiao Qiuniang.
"Why are you kids the only ones here guarding the shop?"
Where are your parents? I can't see them anywhere.
This shop has just opened, and they're just leaving it to dry and neglect it?
That's incredibly bold!
Quietly smiling.
"It's alright, Granny Wu. We can manage this shop. If customers want to buy something, we can make the decision."
Anle grinned. Was this a case of trying to get something from her soft-hearted parents since she couldn't get anything from the younger ones?
As we were chatting, a petite figure darted in through the door, panting heavily as she rushed to the shop window. Her face was flushed, and she pointed at the cakes in the window, urging us on in a hurry.
"Hurry up, give me two more boxes of that two-tael cake I got yesterday."
Today's guests all focused on the cake; there wasn't enough for everyone, and the old lady didn't get to enjoy it at all.
Anle looked at Xiaoju, whose little face was flushed red, with surprise. "Oh, isn't this Sister Xiaoju?"
Hong Lanzhi, standing by the shop window, stared at Xiao Ju with wide eyes, her throat choked as if she had lost her voice.
Two taels of silver?
Buy two boxes?
That's four taels of silver!
In the blink of an eye, he earned four taels of silver?!
Good heavens! This money is so easy to make, it's addictive!
Anjing looked at Xiaoju with an apologetic and embarrassed expression.
"I'm so sorry, there's only one cake left from yesterday."
Can we replace the remaining one with a 10-inch one of a different flavor?
This ten-inch chocolate chiffon cake tastes especially good, but it's a bit pricey; it costs an extra tael of silver.
Xiaoju nodded readily and spoke quite decisively.
"It's alright, it's fine. This time, the master is paying for it. It's the master's money that's being spent. If it's not enough, we'll use these instead. Pack these two up."
Quietly and smilingly, she busied herself packing the gift boxes. "It seems that everyone enjoyed the cake."
Xiaoju grinned, her face beaming with joy.
"That's right, this cake really pleased our old lady, and she kept praising our young lady as a sweet and considerate daughter."
The ladies and wives from all the families enjoyed the meal immensely, which brought great honor to our matriarch.
The old lady was delighted, and my husband was in a good mood too. That's why he quickly told me to come out and buy two more.
Anle raised an eyebrow. "Oh, so you're not saying I tricked you now?"
Xiaoju's expression changed drastically as she showered Anle with respectful praise.
"Yes, yes, you're amazing! Our young lady really didn't waste those two taels of silver!"
Anle curled her lips into a sly smile.
"Sister, Miss Du is a regular customer of mine, and we're practically friends."
Since it's Miss Du's mother's birthday and she's patronizing our store, let's express our good wishes by sending her a birthday gift.
We still have some freshly squeezed orange juice in our backyard kitchen, right? I'll give it to Miss Du.
Let Sister Xiaoju take it back for the guests to try.
Even if it's just wishing the Du family matriarch a long and healthy life, and that all her wishes come true.
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