Yan Xia remembered him.
The man queued up several times to buy discounted flower cakes when her shop first opened.
Yan Xia ignored him; if he wanted to wait in line for so long, so be it.
I never saw him again after the event ended.
"Your flower cakes are not only awful, they're sickeningly sweet, but the flowers inside are also bitter and astringent. No matter how much sugar you add, it won't mask the bitterness. I may not have much money, but I'm very picky! They're definitely fake, they can't compare to Yan's! Give me my money back right now, I'd rather save up a month's worth of money to buy Yan's than buy this piece of junk from you again."
"Fuck you, you little bastard! Are you deliberately causing trouble? I'll beat you to death!"
Zhou Yiliu was just a street hustler.
He's usually a carefree and irresponsible person, and he's often seen going to brothels and doing bad things with his cronies.
He's certainly been in fights before.
Having been insulted to this extent, he rolled up his sleeves and started fighting with the burly man.
But he underestimated the strong man's physique and overestimated his small frame.
He was knocked to the ground in no time.
He spat out a mouthful of bloody foam.
"Report to the authorities! Report to the authorities!"
Zhou Laocai frantically ran around, worried that the burly man's disturbance would negatively impact the shop, and also concerned about his son's injuries.
In the crowd, an elderly woman shouted that she was going to report to the authorities.
Zhou Laocai quickly stopped him.
He took out a string of coins and handed it to the burly man.
"We'll return the money to you. Stop making a scene. Let's call it even. You hit my son too. We don't want the cakes anymore. You can take them home and eat them."
The burly man was unharmed. He clenched his fist and took the money.
He picked up the flower cake that was on the ground and smashed it to pieces.
"Who wants your lousy flower cake? It's worse than pig swill. You could have just returned it to me properly. Why did you have to force me to make a scene? What a piece of trash! You're so smug and deserve a beating. You think you're worthy of hitting me? I'll punch you back into your mother's womb and reincarnate you!"
The burly man finished cursing and turned to leave.
Zhou Laocai, his face black with rage, and Zhou Yiliu, who was lying on the ground writhing in pain, were left behind.
And the onlookers.
And Yan Xia, who was just watching the drama unfold.
"Get out of here, get out of here! Don't gather at my door and get in the way of my business. Big Head, are you dead? Come over here and carry Yi Liu inside! And you guys, all you do is watch the show. Why didn't you lend a hand earlier? What good are you? A bunch of good-for-nothings!"
The people saw that the parties involved had all left.
They lost interest in watching the spectacle and everyone left.
Yan Xia quietly picked up the flower cake that had broken into two pieces from the ground and returned to her own shop.
Observing carefully.
It turns out that the fresh flowers used in the flower cakes in this week's journal were actually for ornamental purposes.
This variety of flowers is beautiful but tastes bitter and has a weak fragrance. After being roasted, the rose flavor is so faint that it is undetectable, and it also has a faint musty smell. No wonder so much sugar is used to mask the flavor, which increases the cost considerably, but the taste is cloyingly sweet.
Moreover, the roses used in Zhouji's flower cakes are rose-pink, and when heated, the rose petals turn yellowish-brown, looking like they've rotted.
"Sigh, fine, you can learn it, but at least you got the colors right. You can't even copy it properly."
Yan Xia was speechless.
They actually dare to sell this kind of thing.
She disgustedly threw the flower cake into the trash can.
They even washed their hands.
Otherwise, my hands always feel smelly.
"Mom, what if someone tries to make flower cakes like we do? Will it affect our business?"
Osmanthus asked.
"No, let alone that they can't learn it, even if they do, it will take them a year or two to figure it out. By then, we'll have already made a name for ourselves. Besides, you saw the flower cakes from Zhou's Diary just now. The outer layer is soft and not crispy at all. Even if they can get the outer layer right, they won't be able to get the roses inside right. Didn't you notice that Mother only uses one kind of rose?"
Guihua nodded thoughtfully.
"Yes, Mother, the roses you used are all ugly. I was wondering why you didn't use pretty roses."
As Yan Xia answered the question, she handed Guihua a meat bun.
"Because this kind of rose tastes good, even though it doesn't look pretty, while the roses used in Zhouji's diary are pretty but don't taste good."
The terrain of Baihua Village is quite strange.
The entire town is like a raised hill. Shuangqiao Town is on the slope, while Baihua Village is in the middle of the hill. This is why the flowers in Baihua Village cannot grow in villages with low-lying terrain. In the original owner's memory, she had never seen so many flowers elsewhere.
However, she bought up all the roses in Baihua Village.
It is estimated that all the roses, wintersweet, and lotus flowers will be picked today.
Even if these people stole the secret recipe, they would still be struggling because they didn't have the ingredients to make it.
So what's there to worry about?
Even if she really does go to learn it, she still has peach shortbread.
And there was that thick book.
What's there to be afraid of?
After eating two meat buns each with her children.
Then sell the remaining flower cakes and peach shortbread.
Finished work and went home.
As they passed a shop, the mother and her two children went in and carried out three large jars. They were very heavy, with each jar being more than a meter deep.
Yan Xia took one in each hand.
Jin Fu and Gui Hua carried one of them.
They looked at their mother with admiration once again.
The three of them have reached an understanding with Zhao Dali.
We agreed to meet at the end of the bridge.
In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Zhao Dali arrived in his oxcart.
The group boarded the oxcart.
go home.
"Oh my, Manager Yan is back! How much silver did you earn today?!"
"Yan Xia, I dug up a lot of wild vegetables at home today. Here, let me share some with you."
"Xia, I heard that your Jinlu is looking for a partner. My Yanzi is the same age as Jinlu, and they grew up in the same village. Aren't they childhood sweethearts? How about we become in-laws?"
"Jin Fu Niang, are your flower cakes making a lot of money? Can you help me out?"
"Mrs. Yan, I heard from Aunt Big Mouth that you opened a shop! Goodness, how much money have you made? Do you need any help at the shop? I'll bring my two daughters-in-law to help you."
Just inside the village entrance.
I saw about twenty women standing under the big tree.
They saw Yan Xia as if she were gold.
They flocked over.
They each told their own story.
It all revolves around her shop and her son.
It all comes down to money.
Especially for families with daughters.
His eyes were shining.
"Hehe, I'm not making any money. You're all listening to Aunt Big Mouth's bragging. This shop is rented, and I'm just barely making ends meet. Don't listen to her nonsense. I'm going home now. I'm not going to say anything more. I've worked at the shop all day, and I can't even afford to eat a single flower cake. I need to hurry home and have some wild vegetable porridge."
Yan Xia patted Zhao Dali on the back, signaling him to leave quickly.
Zhao Dali, being sensible, whipped the old ox once.
The old ox was in pain.
Speed up the pace.
We've finally arrived at our doorstep.
I just watched Zhao Dali leave.
Turning around, she saw Lamei looking at her with a bitter expression.
"Little plum blossom, what's wrong? Did your brother bully you?"
"No... Mother, someone saw me picking roses with my sister-in-law today. It was Luo Bai. He'll definitely go back and tell his parents."
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