Hua Pi felt a tingling sensation down his back and leaned closer to the boss.
When she could faintly smell the aroma of cake, Su Luo turned around and went to the kitchen.
"This is……"
"Cake tart".
It's an ice cream cake tower!
Each floor has a different flavor, and with this weather, no one could resist it.
"It's your birthday, Lolo."
Birthday?
Su Luo stared at Su Zhaoming pushing the cake out, momentarily stunned.
Her...birthday?
She never had a birthday.
To her surprise, she didn't even know when she was born.
Since returning to the Su family, none of them have mentioned this matter, and she didn't feel comfortable bringing it up herself, so she never asked.
As for the birthday Su Zhaoming mentioned.
It was the day he found me.
On the second day of the second lunar month, the dragon raises its head.
But in her previous life, she never raised her head.
Taking a deep breath, Su Luo tilted her head slightly to avoid letting others see her expression. "Yes, it's my birthday."
"It's been a long time since I celebrated my birthday."
Upon hearing Su Luo's words, Lu Fuling was the first to grab Su Luo's hand and gaze at her firmly, "Sister Su, as long as Lu Fuling is alive, I will celebrate your birthday every year!"
"Me too, me too!"
"Me too."
Mao Mao's family nodded in agreement. Ma Bowen and Zhao Qiangji were naturally happy for Su Luo, not to mention Hua Ge and Yao Mengyu.
"Boss, happy birthday! I'm not very well-educated and not good with words, so I'll just toast you!"
Without saying a word, Hua Ge picked up the bottle and downed the liquor, which made Su Luo laugh.
"You're not offering a toast, you just want a drink!"
Hua Ge smiled upon hearing this, and then took out a velvet box from his pocket.
"Boss, I don't know what you like or what you eat, but you have everything. I just thought my colleague's daughter likes these shiny things, so... so I went to find one."
I took the box, opened it, and inside was a small, sparkly brooch—something that little girls would definitely love.
Sulu closed the box and thanked him.
Although it's something that young girls like, that doesn't stop Su Luo from liking it too.
Before this, who would have thought they would be celebrating their birthday in the apocalypse?
"Sister Su, this is a gift from us. We hope you like it!" Ma Bowen and the others exchanged glances and took out a bracelet made of woven roses from their backpacks.
“We don’t have any special skills like gourmets, and we don’t have many Los Angeles dollars. This is a rose we asked Rose Beauty to get. Her roses can stay fresh and never spoil, so we made a bracelet out of it.”
Su Luo took the bracelet, which was inlaid with some pearls and jewels, probably bought for free in the city last time.
"Thank you." Su Luo said, putting the bracelet on her wrist. It was just the right size, not too big or too small. She had put some thought into it.
"Sister, sister, this is a wishing bottle for you!" Lu Fuling presented the glass bottle covered with stars to Su Luo like a precious treasure.
"This, this is my sand painting, I hope you like it." Yao Mengyu said shyly as she took out her little work.
"And mine too!" Mao Mao retorted, not to be outdone. "This is a scarf my mom knitted for you. My mom is an embroiderer; her embroidery is so beautiful!"
"Although we probably won't need it in this weather."
"It's okay, I like it." Su Luo said, taking the gift from Mao Mao's hand and stroking the embroidery on it. Just as Mao Mao said, the embroidery was first-class, no worse than the one the Su family bought for Su Ai.
"Boss, blow out the candles and make a wish!"
"Lights out! Lights out! I have to capture this moment! I'm going to get the Polaroid camera!"
"One, two, three, eggplant!"
With a click, time stood still, and the photo was gradually revealed, showing the oldest residents of the small earthen village.
"Come on, child, let's cut the cake!"
"There's cake to eat! There's cake to eat!" Compared to the more obedient Lu Fuling, Mao Mao seemed even happier. Cake in the apocalypse—who would have dared to dream of it before?
Soon, the ice cream cake was distributed to everyone and to each ghost, especially the ghosts themselves.
In the world of strange creatures, this thing doesn't exist at all, and I've never even heard of it. But now that I'm eating it, it's delicate and silky, with a cool and refreshing sensation. It's incredibly satisfying.
"Boss, this thing called ice cream is so delicious!"
"Miss Su, if there were a rose-flavored version of this in my hotel, the guests would absolutely love it!" Rose Beauty's eyes lit up, and she ate a few more bites, sighing listlessly.
"President, if this stuff were on the Ghost Market Street, it would definitely sell like hotcakes!" Gong Xifacai seemed to have spotted a business opportunity. In the month or two he had been working with the president, he had sold more than he had sold in a whole year before! His turnover had increased several times over!
"Yeah, yeah!" Brainy Brother nodded from side to side, completely agreeing.
Given that the creature's body is inherently cold, it would be extremely uncomfortable in this sweltering summer weather. This item would be perfect for alleviating that discomfort, so it would definitely be snapped up like crazy!
"The product is good, but preservation is a problem."
Without a refrigerator or electricity, the ice cream would melt quickly, so how could we buy any?
“Perhaps we can use the old method!” Ma Bowen suddenly spoke up. “We can get some large freezers and then cover them with quilts…”
“When my parents were young, electricity wasn’t as common as it is now, and that’s how the old lady selling popsicles outside did it,” Ma Bowen explained immediately when he saw Su Luo’s gaze sweep over him.
“Indeed… that’s a solution.” Su Luo wasn’t some ethereal fairy who didn’t care about worldly affairs. Su Family Village wasn’t wealthy to begin with, and she had seen the method Ma Bowen mentioned when she was a child.
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