The Almighty Little Chef

The red bean cake made by Jiang Xiaofei is slightly sweet but not greasy. It is very fresh with the newly-baked heat just out of the pot. It is fragrant and delicious in one bite, and it is full of red bean aroma.

"Thank you, I don't need Miss Jiang." The photographer waved his hand. He was not very good during his work period. God knows how much effort it took for him to reject this plate of cakes.

"It's alright, just a few pieces of cake, it won't delay work." Jiang Xiaofei put the plate in their hands and went to work on her own.

The three photographers looked at each other, the aroma on the nose was really hard to ignore, and the eye contact determined the destination of the pastry.

"Thank you, Miss Jiang!"

"You're welcome." Jiang Xiaofei smiled and waved her hand.

Beautiful people! The photographer's mind now floats through these four characters.

The photographer next to him quickly took a picture of Jiang Xiaofei looking back and smiling.

At first, the three of them refused. After they got their hands, they began to fight for the red bean cakes on the plate. There were six of them in a plate, and the three photographers were only two per person.

Seeing that Jiang Xiaofei was still doing it, the three of them couldn't help but look forward to it.

In the middle, because the three persons were different, Mr. Hamu and Mr. Zhao Ran left the kitchen, and the photographer in charge of the two gave a jealous look at the one in charge of Jiang Xiaofei.

"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Hamu, I want to bring something to sell. Are you at home or go together?" Jiang Xiaofei asked the two of them to put the things away.

"Let's go together, we can still help."

"Yes, let's go together."

Because of the limited space on the tricycle, in addition to a basket of cakes in the tricycle, the remaining two baskets were placed on the legs by Mr. Hamu and Mr. Zhao to protect them.

"Little Concubine, your craftsmanship is really not good, and it is not inferior to some old brands." Teacher Hamu sniffed the fragrance in the basket.

Because of his career, he often runs around everywhere. In addition to taking pictures, he also takes time to taste the local specialties. He has eaten everything without saying anything, but it can be regarded as south, south, north, north and north, and he has eaten everything.

Jiang Xiaofei likes this cake so much that even a big man who doesn't like sweets likes it very much. The business will be good later.

She is the oldest time-honored brand, and there are almost no pastries that have been inherited from the Daqing Dynasty, but this cannot be said.

"Mr. Hamu can eat more if he likes it. I will also make a lot of cakes for you to eat when I have time."

Jiang Xiaofei said while pedaling a tricycle.

"Alright, it must be made for us to eat. The little wontons this morning are delicious. The same thing is made by different people and tastes different. I will learn a few skills from you, and the children will definitely look back. Not picky eaters.”

That little wonton dish in the morning was so delicious that Zhao Ran could not forget it.

At this age, especially for women who are married, children will always be an eternal topic.

"Mr. Zhao likes it, I'll teach you when you go back." Jiang Xiaofei usually also teaches fans how to cook on live broadcast. Although she may not do much, she doesn't mind one more student now.

"Thank you in advance, hahaha." Teacher Zhao made a comparison with Jiang Xiaofei.

Duanmuhong didn't want to bring these two people at all. After all, he knew the virtues of these two people. At first glance, they didn't look like people who could do this kind of work.

"Do you want to stop thinking about it? Moving boxes is heavy and tiring, and the overseer will yell at you for dragging too much." Duanmuhong glanced at the two of them, expecting them to repent.