Oh my god, I became the vicious stepmother of four villains

The group quickly arrived in the town and the ox cart stopped at the market. Xia Yingying asked Lu Yuwei to look after the cakes in the small backpack and two boxes. He delivered the cakes to be sold at the market today to the stall and asked Song Ruyi to sell them first.

"Yingying, what are you going to do with these pastries?" Song Ruyi asked in confusion.

"Mom, I'll take these cakes to the cake shop and sell them. If they sell well, we won't have to go through so much trouble to set up a stall every day in the future."

Previously, Xia Yingying had no idea of ​​selling pastries in a pastry shop.

But ever since Li Cuihua challenged her to a duel, she had this idea.

Setting up stalls everywhere to sell cakes is not a long-term solution, and you will encounter disgusting people like Li Cuihua from time to time.

Making cakes at home and selling them to cake shops saves time and effort. There is no need to set up stalls everywhere to sell them, which is tiring.

"That's fine." Song Ruyi nodded in agreement.

During this period, Xia Yingying has been busy making pastries. She makes them every day, as busy as a top, and has no time to stop. Her son-in-law died. She knew that it was not easy for Yingying to raise four children, but it was too tiring. As a mother, she was also very distressed.

I just don't know if the pastry shop will accept it. She can only pray to God for Xia Yingying and ask the gods to have some mercy on her.

"God, please bless my Yingying to buy cakes from a cake shop today, and accept her cakes in the future. Please, Song Ruyi, the believer, will burn incense for you on the first and fifteenth day of every month."

Song Ruyi clasped his hands together and silently prayed

Xia Yingying was carrying a large backpack and Lu Haoran was carrying a large basket. The pastries were not light, so they could not walk very fast. The pastry shop was located in the center of the town and there were many people there. Before they got close, they saw a long line in front of the pastry shop.

The customer flow was amazing. Xia Yingying could already imagine how much money she would make if she sold her pastries in this store.

Xia Yingying didn't queue up, but took Lu Haoran to the front of the line.

A person in the queue said, "Everyone is queuing, why do you want to cut in line? If you want to buy something, come and queue up. If you don't want to buy something, don't block the way here."

“I’m not here to sell cakes; I’m here to sell pastries,” Xia Yingying explained.

The voices accusing Xia Yingying and Lu Haoran of cutting in line gradually died down, but someone immediately questioned again: "You can also make cakes, are your cakes as delicious as this one? You still want to sell cakes, bragging. This cake shop is a century-old shop, my grandfather's grandfather has eaten their cakes."

Xia Yingying didn't want to waste time talking to him, so she walked to the front of the line and said to the busy girl inside, "Girl, are you collecting cakes here?"

"Sorry, ma'am, we don't accept cakes here. If you want to buy cakes, please go to the back of the opposite side to queue up."

The girl was busy collecting money, but she still replied to Xia Yingying politely.

"Girl, I'm here to cooperate with your store. If it's okay, take a look at my pastries and taste them first. If you see my pastries and become my own pastries, and still think I'm not okay, then I won't bother you again in the future."

After being rejected, Xia Yingying did not give up and continued to fight for it actively.

The young girl frowned and thought for a moment, then finally nodded and said, "Okay, wait for me for a moment, I'll take you in to see my grandfather right away."

After collecting the money from the people who were waiting to buy cakes, the girl handed the rest of the work to a girl who came up next. She wiped her hands and led Xia Yingying and Lu Haoran to the inner courtyard.

The girl originally didn't want to bring Xia Yingying in, but she was very determined, and her grandfather once complained that their pastry recipes were too old. Although he had improved them and created several new pastries, the sales were very poor and unsatisfactory.

The lady in front of her actually promised her to give her a chance, so why not take her to try.

Inside was a three-story house next to the kitchen. The air was filled with the sweet aroma of oil and pastries.

The girl brought Xia Yingying and Lu Haoran to the living room. Xia Yingying put the backpack on the ground, her shoulders feeling very sore.

The girl poured two cups of tea, and soon after, an old man wearing a loin cloth appeared.

"You said you wanted to sell cakes?" The old man looked at Xia Yingying with sharp eyes.

"That's right, old man, you can try the cakes I made."

Xia Yingying lifted the gauze covering the cake, revealing a soft and fluffy off-white steamed cake.

There was confusion in the old man's eyes.

This thing looks like rice cake. Any peasant woman can make this kind of cake. Why would it be sold in a cake shop?

This woman must be playing with his old man.

Xia Yingying saw the old man's confusion and immediately explained: "Uncle, this is a steamed cake, not a rice cake. How does it taste?"

Xia Yingying took a piece of steamed cake and handed it to the old man.

"My last name is Zhang, my given name is Wuji, you can just call me Uncle Zhang."

The old man pinched it with his fingers, felt the fluffy texture, then put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, and a sweet and eggy scent spread out.

This thing looks a bit like brown sugar cake and rice cake.

He took a bite in confusion. The taste was completely different from rice cake. It was more delicate and fluffier, with the fresh fragrance of eggs and the sweetness of sugar. Everything was just right.

This cake was completely different from the ones in his cake shop. He had heard before that there was a woman selling a special kind of cake at the market. The cake was fluffy, soft, sweet and delicious. I guess this must be it.

Zhang Wuji's eyes lit up and he finished the steamed cake in a few big bites.

He excitedly pulled Xia Yingying's sleeve and said, "Madam, do you want to sell this cake recipe?"

Xia Yingying shook her head: "Boss Zhang, I don't sell this recipe. I'm here to sell cakes today. Do you want some?"

"I am willing to pay one hundred taels of silver for your recipe. Are you willing?"

This pastry is delicious and sells very well at the market. If it were sold in our store, and together with branches in other places, it would surely be a hot seller, and we could make far more than a hundred taels of silver.

One hundred taels is a bit expensive to buy a house, but it is worth it in the long run.

Lu Haoran was stunned.

I didn't expect that a pastry recipe could be sold at a sky-high price of one hundred taels.

He was somewhat confused about Xia Yingying.

Xia Yingying thought about it and nodded.

This pastry is extremely laborious to make. It would be easy if you had an electric egg beater, but nowadays it is basically done by manpower to beat the eggs, and you have to make so many of them, you must be exhausted.

Now Lu Haoran is still at home. He can help her beat the eggs. After he goes to school, the family will be full of women, who are weak. Beating eggs is a very laborious task. She has no confidence that she can persist. It is better to exchange it for money.