The yellow cake lifted a corner of the cloth covered with Xue Meiniang, took out one and placed it on the chopping board.

When they saw that it turned out to be crystal clear pastries, the person who came was shocked.

Cut the yellow cake into four pieces carefully and evenly, place one of them in a plate, and hold it in front of the person who comes.

The visitor took it, couldn't wait to reach out and pick it up, stuff it into his mouth. It turned out to be soft and elastic, with the aroma of fruit and an indescribable sweetness. It was not as sweet as the candy I usually eat, but soft and sweet.

"Give me one more."

Huangcai took another piece for him, and the man put it into his mouth in one bite, but did not chew it as big as before, but slowly savored it.

After a long time, Huang Gao was so anxious that her palms were sweating. The man smacked his lips again and felt the fragrance that had not dissipated for a long time. "Give me a box."

Huang Gaoxin jumped suddenly and almost jumped out of his chest. He tried his best to stabilize it. According to what Song Wanyue had just taught, "The pastry is filled with glutinous rice flour, which is not easy to digest. One person can eat at most two pieces at a time. If there are not many people in your family, you can buy a little less back."

Those who can come to buy pastries are not poor people, so this person is no exception. His family is doing business and there is no shortage of money. Today, he is going to discuss business with someone. When he passed by, he smelled the aroma of pastries. The old mother at home loved to eat pastries, so she thought about buying some in the store there. When she heard the shouts of yellow cakes, she came over to try it.

Hearing Huang Gao say this, he was very surprised. It was the first time he saw someone advised him to buy less.

"It's okay, I have a lot of people in my family, and my old mother likes to eat new pastries."

"The elderly should not eat too much, just one piece at a time."

Song Wanyue's voice came out of the store.

The man thought it was the store owner's daughter and nodded slightly, "I understand."

The yellow cake lifted all the cloth covered, allowing him to see all the Xue Meiniang clearly, "Different fruits can be sold at different prices, and you can pack a box of them."

There is also this way of selling, which makes it even more strange for people to come, and they have picked different fruits.

This pastry shop has been silent for a long time, and today it suddenly set up a table to make people try new products. Many people who went to that store to buy pastries also came to hear the sound. They were very interested in seeing this strange fruit pastry.

The table was surrounded by people.

In just half an hour, all the Xue Meiniang made was sold out.

Some people didn't buy it, and they were so noisy that they refused to leave.

"Everyone, everyone..."

Huang Gao's face was excited, "This Xue Mei Niang is extremely difficult to make. We made so much in the morning. If you want to buy something, come here in the afternoon early. When our couple is old, they will have limited production and will be gone if they are late."

"Hold some guys to help."

Someone said something.

"Everyone, you guys saw it just now. We use a lot of materials. We don't make any money by selling this little money. How can we afford to hire a friend? Please come here early in the afternoon."

The crowd retreated unwillingly.

The Huangcao couple was very sorry. You should know that they sold so much that they should have made more.

"Your idea is right, and you will sell it in limited quantities every day from now on."

Song Wanyue's voice rang behind them.

The couple turned around at the same time, wondering why she said that.

"There are times when you are tired of eating any pastry. If you limit the amount every day and make them unable to buy enough, they will be thinking about it. The more you think about it, the more you want to eat it, the more you will come to buy it, so that your business can last long."

Huang Gao understood and immediately said, "Let's listen to the girl."

"It's August fifteenth soon. I'll come here to teach you a new style of mooncake in a few days."

The Huangcao couple looked at each other, and joy almost flowed out of their eyes. Moon cakes are a must-have pastry on August 15th. Almost every household will buy some, and their store will sell a lot at that time. If new moon cakes are released, wouldn’t they completely turn over?"

Huang Gao and his wife said again: "Miss, it's almost noon, please leave it for a meal."

"No, my elder brother is still waiting at home. He is a scholar and can't cook."

"But if someone invites him, my old woman cooks a good dish, let her show her skills today."

"One other day, we have something to do today."

Huang Gao and his wife couldn't help but send them away.

Gu Yi still had a sweet smell in his mouth. He licked his tongue quietly with an unsatisfactory feeling. The little girl said, "Eat at most two pieces per person, he can't eat too much, and the little girl will be unhappy if she eats too much."

"Little girl, what will we eat for lunch today?"

"What do you want to eat?"

The three words "Xue Meiniang" almost blurted out.

"What, anything is OK."

"Dumplings, I haven't eaten dumplings in a long time."

"Okay, OK, I like to eat dumplings the most."

Song Wanyue curled her lips, "It's time for you to show off your skills?"

"ah?"

Gu Yi didn't understand why, until he went to the market to buy meat, he knew what Song Wanyue meant. He immediately patted his breasts with smugness, "Yue'er, look, I'll definitely chop the meat stuffing to pieces."

After buying vegetables and meat, there were several rolling pins. Xiao Si was holding it from behind. Gu Yi naturally took Song Wanyue's hand, "Little girl, there are many people in the market, I'll hold you."

Xiao Si rolled his eyes behind him and turned to the sky, disdaining his young master's behavior. He wanted to hold Miss Song's hand and said, "Why do you have to be so roundabout? Miss Song is not a fool. She has long seen the young master's tricks clearly, but she is just unwilling to expose him."

As soon as the few people walked to the door, a carriage drove over and stopped directly in front of them.

Song Wanyue had expected that the Sun family would come over, but was not surprised. She took Gu Yi's hand and took a step towards the door, waiting for Mr. Sun to come down.

The curtain of the car was opened, and Master Sun was about to speak, but Sun Jin stretched out his head from behind and sneered at them disdainfully, "I just said you are scheming and stayed in the inn just to sell us things. My father doesn't believe it yet. Now I'm right."

"Jin'er!

Mr. Sun scolded him in a slight manner.

"Why are you still saying me? Am I wrong? They are treacherous people."

"Shut up!"

Mr. Sun pushed his head in and smiled awkwardly at Gu Yi and Song Wanyue, "Don't mind, you two, he has been spoiled by me."

"If you spoil, you should beat me. If you can't change it, you should beat me again. If you still don't change it, you should continue to beat me. My kind father will defeat me. Hasn't Mr. Sun heard this before?"

"Who did you say you're going to hit?"

Before Mr. Sun could speak, Sun Jin rushed out of the carriage. Mr. Sun couldn't hold it back and watched him jump out of the carriage and strode to Gu Yi.

Gu Yi pulled Song Wanyue behind him and said in anger that he was not worth his life, "Of course I'm talking about you, could I be talking about the wild dog on the side of the road?"
Chapter completed!