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¡°¡If you have anything to say, say it directly, I¡¯m so scared.¡±
The two girls immediately stood up from their seats, one of them hugged one of Ye Hong's arms, and kept shaking: "Hong, we also want to eat the pastry just now, okay?"
Ye Hong felt the unsettling and fatal touch between his arms. He suppressed the thoughts in his heart and said with a dry mouth: "You, let go of your hands first, I will do it immediately!"
Looking at Ye Hong's fleeing figure, the two women looked at each other with a sly smile and made a "v" sign to each other.
They both wanted to try the Supreme Osmanthus Red Bean Cake for a long time, but they were too thin-skinned. They were embarrassed to say it when Cai Jiannan and others were around just now.
And when they saw Ye Hong giving all the pastries to Cai Heng, they felt like something was shattered in their hearts, and they wanted to take a bite of Ye Hong.
I have to say that the appearance of this pastry can indeed be called a [female killer].
Since he was going to make a new Supreme Osmanthus Red Bean Cake, Ye Hong fortunately called Ye Xiao and An Xiaoying into the kitchen together.
According to Ye Hong¡¯s original plan, he would not cook this brand-new pastry himself unless there were special circumstances.
Everything will be handed over to Ye Xiao and the others.
By then, the diners will only eat pastries made by Yexiao and his wife, but not those made by Yehong himself, so there will be no sense of psychological gap.
After teaching several times in a row, the two of them finally baked a basket of cakes.
Ye Hong tasted the taste. Although it was slightly different from what he made, it was enough to be sold as a treasure of the store.
¡°Then Ye Hong personally made a large portion of Supreme Osmanthus Red Bean Cake and asked Zhang Xuewei and the others to take it back.
¡°It¡¯s been a really hard work for these two beauties these past two days.¡±
Ye Hong is indeed very grateful to them both. He has actually shared a lot of pressure for his parents.
While the two girls were happily tasting the red bean cake in their hands, they asked doubtfully: "Hong, will the beef noodles no longer be sold in the future?"
"We will stop selling it for the time being and we will see what happens later."
Ye Hong is also very helpless. Others sell things because the sales volume is too low, but he can't sell because the sales volume is too good.
¡° If every day is really as busy as this weekend, I will definitely be able to immerse myself in the kitchen and not want to do anything else.
"Oh, it looks like the weekends will be boring in the future."
After hearing this, the two girls could only sigh with regret.
Ye Hong raised the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but tease: "Is it possible that you want to come here every weekend?"
The two women's faces turned red, they quickly swallowed the cakes, and then said goodbye to Yehong.
Looking at their somewhat panicked backs, Ye Hong couldn't help but scratch his head. Could it be that he was really right?
That night, in order to celebrate the good performance this weekend, the family of three decided to go out for a big meal after a long absence.
Yexiao and Yehong didn't care what they wanted to eat, but An Xiaoying had longed for a newly opened Western restaurant in the county and had been reluctant to eat it before, so this time everyone decided to help An Xiaoying realize her wish.
But before going out, Ye Hong saw An Xiaoying carrying a bulging bag.
¡°Mom, what are you carrying? Why does it look so heavy?¡±
An Xiaoying's face was slightly red, and she said a little embarrassedly: "No, it's nothing. It's just the money I earned from selling beef noodles in the past two days. I feel uneasy if I don't carry it with me."
Ye Hong:
The performance of these two days must be worth tens of thousands of dollars at least!
Being able to carry so much cash with him, he really impressed himself as a wonderful mother. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com