That adds up to 105 yuan, leaving 95 yuan.
Unexpectedly, the reactions of several passersby after tasting the first piece of premium pastry were the same as those of Grandpa Pan and his group.
"Give me one! Right now—"
"I want one too! No, two."
"Don't try to take it from me! I want three portions! Oh, four portions are fine too, just give me four!"
Several men at the entrance were fighting over it, all thinking that the premium pastry was a good thing and they had to buy it.
There are only 95 premium pastries left. If you don't buy them today, you'll have to come back early tomorrow morning.
They trusted their gut feeling that this premium pastry was good stuff.
The owner explained that the water used is spring water, specifically spring water from Shenxian Mountain, which is why it tastes so good.
They don't care if it's spring water or well water, as long as it makes them feel good after drinking it.
So the group bought up all the remaining premium pastries.
Niu Ahong and her daughter Lu Qianqian were both stunned.
Such expensive items, yet so many people are scrambling to buy them?
There are so many rich people these days.
Lu Chun and his brothers, who were helping to cook lunch in the kitchen, came to the shop to ask someone to blow on the rice, only to find that all the pastries in the glass display case were sold out.
Wow! Really? They sold out of all the pastries in just four hours this morning?
Lu Chunhe refers to premium pastries, not ordinary pastries.
A premium pastry costing fifty yuan is so popular, why are so many people scrambling to buy it?
Are they crazy? Or is he crazy?
Poverty truly limits one's imagination.
An Wan nodded and took his hand. "I won the bet, Second Brother, you have to be my horse."
Yesterday he thought she was asking for too much, saying that top-quality pastries couldn't be sold.
If she loses, he wants her to cook him a delicious meal.
If he loses, he'll have to be her horse.
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