Seeing Jian Xiu's expression, Rong Zhihe naturally stated his purpose immediately.
I don't want to be seen as a playboy.
"The smell of pastries?" Jian Xiu asked in disbelief with her eyes wide open.
But in my heart I was complaining, isn't this just a dog's nose?
I just made some cakes this morning, and it’s already noon, but I can still smell them.
What's wrong with a dog's nose?
But even though he thought so in his heart, he looked at Rong Zhihe calmly, "Then why did you come to see me, sir?"
Although she asked this question, Jian Xiu probably already knew what Rong Zhihe was thinking.
I just want to buy the recipe of this cake.
You know, a good pastry can definitely support the facade of a shop.
But this time, Jian Xiu doesn't just want to sell the recipe.
This time, she wanted more.
"Miss Jian, why don't we move to Caifangzhai to discuss this?" Rong Zhihe asked.
Hearing this, Jian Xiu was no longer polite.
He then followed Rong Zhihe's steps towards Caifangzhai.
In fact, Yuexiang Tower and Caifangzhai are not that far apart. If two people walk there, it will only take a quarter of an hour.
On the way, Rong Zhihe exchanged a lot of pleasantries with Jian Xiu.
I also know a little about her family.
"If you're talking about a college, I would recommend Xuewen College." Rong Zhihe spoke again.
"Yes, I went to the academy in the morning."
"Oh? Did the exam go well?"
"It went smoothly. Thank you for your concern!"
After leaving Caifangzhai, Rong Zhihe took Jian Xiu directly to the backyard.
Originally, Jian Xiu thought that this backyard should be just an ordinary backyard.
Only after seeing the uniqueness of the backyard did Jian Xiu understand what a different world meant.
How does this look like the backyard of a dim sum shop?
This is totally a garden!
"Master Rong is staying here?" Jian Xiu asked curiously.
Just looking at the backyard, it looks exactly like a mansion.
Except for one thing, everything reveals something called 'exquisiteness'.
"Occasionally I'll stay here for a few days! Please take a seat!" Rong Zhihe said, pointing to the seat opposite the desk.
"Then Mr. Rong, why don't you be frank? Did you come to me today because you knew I can make pastries?" Jian Xiu asked directly as soon as he sat down.
"To be honest with you, Madam, I really don't have any new ideas in Caifangzhai recently. Meeting you just now can be considered a kind of fate."
"Since Master Rong said so, I will speak frankly. This cake is indeed very good. Even Shopkeeper Wu and Dean Mo have tried it and both said it is very good."
"Oh? Madam Xiao, can you let me try it?" Rong Zhihe asked excitedly.
In fact, even if Jian Xiu didn't say it, Rong Zhihe knew that the taste of the pastries would not be bad just by smelling the special scent of pastries from her.
What's more, if even Wu Mingtang and Mo Shanhuai think it's very good, then there will be no problem with the pastry.
Hearing this, Jian Xiu was immediately embarrassed.
Not only was it awkward, but it was also a little bit difficult.
When she came here just now, she wanted to bring the last piece of cake.
However, Wu Mingtang, like a man protecting his own child, refused to let her take him away.
Helplessly, she had to pinch such a piece.
Facing Rong Zhihe's expectant look, Jian Xiu felt embarrassed to take this piece.
Just looking at Rong Zhihe's expectant eyes, Jian Xiu seemed to know that he didn't seem to mind.
Thinking of this, Jian Xiu took Haomin's cake generously, handed it to Rong Zhihe and said:
"I only have this one piece, you can try it."
Looking at the piece of cake in Jian Xiu's hand, Long Zhihe was also speechless.
You don't have to think about it to know what's going on.
But then I thought, maybe this is a good thing, at least it means the cake is delicious, right?
If the cakes were not particularly delicious, Wu Mingtang and Mo Shanhuai would definitely not be able to eat them due to their picky appetites.
Thinking of this, Rong Zhihe took the pastry from Jian Xiu's hand and slowly put it into his own mouth.
After just one bite, Rong Zhihe was greatly surprised.
"Madam, is this cake really made by you? What ingredients did you use to make it? The production process is not very complicated, and..."
Having said this, Rong Zhihe seemed to realize that he seemed to have asked too many questions.
How can such a pastry and such a recipe be easily made?
Then, Rong Zhihe quietly moved the seat where he had just sat.
Adjusted my sitting position.
Then he spoke again: "I'm sorry to have made you laugh just now, Madam, this cake is really too delicious, so I..."
"It's okay, but I'm afraid that will disappoint Master Rong, because I don't plan to sell this formula."
Sure enough, after hearing this, Long Zhihe stood up immediately.
He asked in surprise: "Why? Madam, why don't you plan to sell it? Don't worry, the price is not a problem."
"To be honest, Master Rong, I have a lot of recipes like this."
"A lot? How many are there?"
At this moment, Rong Zhihe was no longer able to describe his surprise.
In addition to being surprised, I felt more pleasantly surprised and excited.
If Caifangzhai could get the cake recipes in Jian Xiu's hands, then it would have nothing to worry about in the future.
"There are at least dozens of kinds!" Jian Xiu said calmly.
"How many?"
"I believe Mr. Rong has heard it. Trust your ears. You heard it right." Jian Xiu said lightly.
"You said there are dozens of such recipes? Like the one just now, with a different taste and recipe?"
"Of course!"
"Madam, may I ask your surname, where you live, and your name..."
"Okay, okay, just call me Jian Xiu!" Jian Xiu interrupted Rong Zhihe directly.
Hearing 놛's tone as if he was going to check the household registration, Jian Xiu quickly interrupted 놛.
If you keep asking, I don't know when you will ask.
"Jane Xiu, right? Then name a price. What do you want me to sell those formulas to me? Don't worry, the price is not a problem!" Rong Zhihe said excitedly.
After saying this, as if afraid that Jian Xiu would refuse, he explained again:
"If Madam 께 really doesn't want to, then you can just sell the recipe for this pastry. It's all up to Madam 께."
"Mr. Rong may not have understood what I meant!"
"What do you mean?" Rong Zhihe asked curiously.
In my opinion, didn't Jian Xiu come here just to sell the recipe?
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