Chapter 7 Yoyo, Cheek is making trouble

Seeing the other party's figure running away, Bai Yu almost laughed out loud.

Presumably this is why the Si family would rather hand over the family property to Si Muran, a fake daughter, than let Si Changrui inherit it, right?

"Boss Xiaobai, don't worry, we've seen it all today, if this guy really dares to come here to make trouble, we'll call the police!"

"That's right, let's find the police and arrest that man like a dog!"

Strangers can show kindness for themselves, but the brother who is related by blood has repeatedly made trouble for him.

Bai Yu felt very heart-warming as the people around said this and that, "Thank you everyone, I won't be bullied by such people!"

[There are so many of us, how can we still be afraid of him? 】

[That's right, I recorded the screen. If Boss Xiaobai fails to leave the stall on time one day, I will take the video to call the police! 】

At first, Bai Yu thought that if she didn't live broadcast, other people would take her own video, so she simply put the live broadcast phone aside, but she didn't expect to record the scene where Si Changrui came looking for trouble by accident.

She wasn't worried that Si Changrui would attack her. The "Si family's face" that the other party talked about would not allow him to do any more embarrassing actions.

"Thank you for your concern for me. When you buy hand pancakes, look for 'Xiaobai hand pancakes'. Don't buy it wrong. I hope everyone can taste delicious hand pancakes!"

After she finished talking about her needs, the woman was even more shocked, "Little girl, do you mean that you are willing to tell me how to make hand pancakes for free?"

Bai Yu was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that the body of the original owner was nothing more than a 'child'.

When she didn't know how to explain that she was the 'parent', the curtain of the operating room opened, and an aunt in a pure white apron came out, her hands still stained with flour.

"Friends in the live broadcast room, I will have a new kind of pancake at my food stall tomorrow. I will add an egg for free for the first three days before the new one is released. Friends who are interested can come and try it!"

Facing the woman's puzzled gaze, Bai Yu said seriously: "I will set up a stall at the snack street not far away, selling hand cakes."

"Hello, I'm here to talk about cooperation."

Before going home, she walked around the community with a spatula on her shoulders, and found a small shop specializing in fresh noodles.

Bai Yu didn't mention her name, so she just pretended not to see it. For the hand cakes, she planned to find a specialized merchant to make semi-finished products for further sales.

"My parents?"

In addition to the 500 million that Si Changrui threw to her, Bai Yu also had 8 yuan for selling cold noodle recipes, which happened to come in handy now.

These words successfully drew people's attention to the 'paw cake' on the ground.

The master chef was a little embarrassed by the praise, and asked: "Little girl, this is the first time I have seen such a pot. What is it for?"

The master's craftsmanship is excellent and there are almost no flaws visible.

He said angrily: "It's a small business, so we don't want to talk about cooperation."

"Can you be the master of the house? Let your parents come." Bai Yu really wanted to seek cooperation, and needed to find a reliable partner.

The other party was tender, but he was a full head and a half taller than her.

The plane is round, and the center is slightly convex.

Not only can it be sold to merchants in the snack street, but it can also be sold to people who like to eat finger cakes from all over the world.

This pancake not only made people in the live broadcast room curious, but also other merchants in the snack street cast curious glances.

Bai Yu's eyes lit up, the adult he was looking for came!

The woman smiled in her eyes: "Sorry, he had a bad temper when he was young, tell me what you want."

As a result, the next day she was dragged into a group of merchants in the snack street, and a group of people complained about the poor business.

When Li Fang was helping her tidy up the stall, she asked casually: "Sister Bai, if you want to sell pancakes, will you stop selling these hand pancakes?"

【Pancakes?Is it the kind of pancake that is very tough and can't be bitten? 】

"That's it. Master, you did a great job." Bai Yu gave a thumbs up.

After lunch, Bai Yu went to the blacksmith's shop near the neighborhood. After she told her needs that day, the other party immediately understood.

Compared to a little kid who doesn't understand anything, Bai Yu is naturally willing to talk to her beautiful sister.

"I seemed to have seen it when I came here. It seemed to be over there."

【I'm nearby!Friends, wait for me to try it tomorrow! 】

"Little girl, do you think this is the griddle you want?" The slightly hunched boss took out the custom-made iron griddle.

Li Fang said quickly: "Then you can teach this skill to others, just like I sell cold noodles now!"

Bai Yu pretended not to understand what she said, and said, "It depends on the situation. After all, these hand-cooked cakes are quite profitable, so it's unacceptable if they don't sell customers suddenly."

Seeing that something was wrong, Chen Sheng, who sold the counterfeit version of hand pancakes, hurriedly packed up his things and fled.

At the beginning, I couldn't find this thing on the Internet. Fortunately, there is an old blacksmith's shop in the community.

Because it was made of cast iron, it was relatively heavy and she needed two hands to pick it up and examine it carefully.

Before the live broadcast ended, Bai Yu dropped a big news.

"What kind of noodles do you want, and how much does it cost?"

As soon as Bai Yu walked into the store, a boy walked towards her.

She had wanted to make pancakes for a long time, but it was a pity that she couldn't find the tools in the first place. Now that she has the rake, she can make a delicacy that no one in this world has ever seen.

Bai Yu replied: "Panbing, this is a tool for making pasta in our hometown. When I'm done, I'll make a copy for you!"

Shi Ziheng smiled. This girl looked about his age, and she actually called him a child?

Seeing that she didn't take himself seriously at all, Shi Ziheng jumped up too, "What about your parents?"

Bai Yu had already ordered the paper bag for the pancakes online, with the words 'Little White Pancake Fruit' printed on it, and the large 'Bamboo Dragonfly' was also at the courier station.

It's just that it takes time to customize special pots, and the date should be completed today.

But the monk who can escape cannot escape from the temple. His stall is still here. After today's farce, I'm afraid there will be no business in a short time.

Her voice was full of vigor, and as the time got late, the traffic in the snack street became less crowded. After saying this, countless eyes fell on Bai Yu.

"I'll think about it." Bai Yu pretended to be suspicious.

Bai Yu took a step back, refusing to look up at him, "Son, where's your adult? Let's talk about cooperation."

[No, as I get older I still like softer ones like hand pancakes. 】

"Who made this fake? You're still in the snack street with Boss Xiaobai, don't you feel blushing?"

Bai Yu nodded: "It's not difficult to make hand-cooked cakes. I'll pick them up after you make them every day. Of course, you can also sell them yourself. Just give me a part of the dividend every month."

The business of hand cakes is so good now. If they are sold publicly, the supply will definitely exceed the demand. This is a good opportunity for a win-win situation.

Shi Ziheng snorted coldly: "What hand cakes, Mom, don't let her fool you."

Just now she said that she is a child and can't make decisions, but now she can tell others the recipe of hand pancakes?

Bai Yu: Find a reliable partner.

Hour: Looking for someone? (blushing, shy.

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