The Almighty Little Chef

Different from the harmony on Jiang Xiaofei's side, Duanmuhong's side is like chicken flying.

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"Don't run, stop!" Duanmuhong chased the chicken he just bought with a knife.

"Duanmu, be careful, we won't eat it if it doesn't work." Tian Yinghou looked at Duanmuhong who was holding the knife, a little frightened, for fear that he would hurt himself all at once.

"It's okay! Teacher Yu, you help me stop it from there. Today I don't believe that I can't handle a chicken." Duanmuhong rolled up his sleeves.

Teacher Yu, who was named by Duanmuhong, twitched at the corner of his mouth. He really didn't want to go. He felt that the silver knife would hit his neck in the next second. He was only fifty, and he didn't live enough.

This is also Duanmuhong's self-inflicted experience. Originally, Queen Tian and Teacher Yu thought it was too troublesome to deal with live chickens. one scene.

Duanmuhong didn't know when he would be able to eat, but Wu Jiangyue had already eaten it early.

Instant noodles with boiled vegetables and boiled eggs.

Wu Jiangyue disliked instant noodles a bit, but she couldn't spend the money wantonly, and she was tired after working all afternoon, so she didn't pick it up.

Gu Zhe's cooking here is Teacher Bai Yue, Gu Zhe hurt his hand just cutting vegetables.

Gu Zhe looked at the injury on his hand. He didn't know when it would heal, but he had to go out tomorrow. Sure enough, meeting Jiang Xiaofei and Duanmuhong would not be a good thing!

Because she decided to try selling small cakes the next day, Jiang Xiaofei didn't move the boxes the next day.

Duanmuhong was hesitant at first, but after seeing Gu Zhe and Wu Jiangyue working so much money all afternoon, after thinking about how tired they are, they are a little tired. At least they make more money. come out.

Gu Zhe and Wu Jiangyue saw the money Jiang Xiaofei made yesterday, and they were jealous, so they went with Duanmuhong.

"They've all gone to move the boxes." Zhao Ran looked at the few people who left together.

"Well, maybe it looks like I earn more money." Jiang Xiaofei smiled.

"It's so easy to move the box. By the way, do your muscles hurt? I found a bottle of medicated oil this morning." Turning attention to Jiang Xiaofei.

"I'm fine, no need." Jiang Xiaofei rejected Zhao Ran's medicated oil. She really had nothing to do. The amount of activity yesterday was just trivial for her.

"Mr. Zhao, I'll go back and prepare." Jiang Xiaofei pointed to the kitchen. Now she's ready to prepare, and when she's done, she'll take it to town just in time.

"I'll help."

In fact, Zhao Ran didn't help much, Jiang Xiaofei was neat and didn't give her a chance to play.

Taking into account the current weather, Jiang Xiaofei is going to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake, red bean cake, and jujube cake.

The size of each cake is a little bigger than normal, especially the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and red bean cake. Each cake is set at 2 yuan, and three cakes are 5 yuan.

"It smells so good." Although Mr. Hamu didn't help much, he came over early to smell it.

The two seniors stared at the oven without blinking in the kitchen.

The photographer who followed the shot rubbed the tempted stomach, shrugged his nose and sniffed the aroma of the pastry in the air.

The first thing to do was red bean cake. Jiang Xiaofei picked out two trays and handed them to the seniors who were ready to move, and handed the other to the photographers.

"Delicious!" Mr. Hamu didn't refuse, he directly took the plate handed over by Jiang Xiaofei, took a piece of red bean cake and stuffed it into his mouth.