The craftsmanship of the pastry chef is definitely quite impressive.

Sure enough, the masters are among the people.

Qin Huai sighed secretly in his heart, took a few steps back, and looked up at the shop sign.

Qin Ji Pastry Shop.

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Qin Wan’s brother’s shop?

Decades have passed, and Qinji Pastry, which was unable to open in Peiping, has become a nationwide chain?

Qin Huai quickly took another look at the snacks displayed in the store.

There are pastries, but not much.

If black-faced pastry is the signature of Qinji Pastry Shop, then Qin Huai didn't say it.

From what I can see, there are small square cakes, Dingsheng cakes, and glutinous rice cakes. It seems that this shop must be a pastry shop that sells Soviet-style pastries.

Qu Orion couldn't take his eyes away after taking one look at the small and exquisite cakes.

"Jingjing, do you want to eat?" Qu Orion asked.

Qu Jing looked at the cakes. She was not stupid. These days, the sweet potatoes and corn tubes were enough to make the children in the village envious. The legendary white-flour steamed buns only appeared in everyone's gossip about the landlord's silly son who died of strangulation.

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Among the pastries in front of him, except for the poor-looking black flour pastry, none of them looked any more expensive than the white flour steamed buns. Qu Jing shook her head decisively.

"I don't want to eat it."

Qu Orion knew she wanted to eat.

There was no one in the shop, but he could see that there were compartments inside. Qu Orion gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "Is there anyone there?"

"Yes." A young man in a long coat walked out of the compartment inside.

Seeing that the guests were actually a pair of grandparents, the young man was a little surprised. He glanced at Qu Jing a few more times, but he did not look down on the two of them because of their slovenly appearance after traveling for ten days. He asked, "What do the guests need?"

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The young man was so polite, which made Qu Orion even more timid. He stared at the exquisite snacks on display for a few times and asked: "The shopkeeper is here to replenish the children's health."

"What...is there anything to eat...?"

"To replenish the body?" The young man looked at Qu Jing again and said with a smile, "I am a pastry shop. To replenish the body, you have to go to the hospital or drugstore. There is no use buying it from me."

"but."

"I have some cheap glutinous rice cakes here. Are you interested?"

Qu Orion was instantly attracted by the word "cheap" and stammered: "Is it...cheap?"

"Yes, I came from the south to open a pastry shop. I didn't know that the glutinous rice here is not suitable for making rice cakes. I made a batch of rice cakes and the customers didn't like it. Look at the display. They don't want to return them.

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"If you are willing to buy it, I can sell it to you at the cost price and give you these pastries as a gift. What do you think?"

When Qu Orion heard that there was such a good thing, his first reaction was that this young man was setting up a trap to rob. He subconsciously looked behind him to see if there were any robbers behind him who were armed with knives, axes, and guns and put them on the spot.

After taking it off and touching the shotgun wrapped in cloth, I felt a little safer and swallowed.

"How...how much?"

"How much money do you have?"

Qu Orion subconsciously reported all his net worth except for the small yellow croaker.

"Then let's take this price. I also have some glutinous rice that I bought too much and can give it to you as well. By the way, are you literate?"

Orion Qu shook his head.

"Then I'll tell you orally. You can make rice cakes with these bags of glutinous rice. I'll tell you how to make rice cakes."

"Didn't you say that the glutinous rice here is not suitable for making rice cakes?" Qu Jing suddenly asked.

"That's true, but I can only use glutinous rice to make rice cakes, not other snacks. I'm afraid of wasting it. It's a small business. If you can save it, you can save it." The young man looked at Qu Jing with a smile and explained.

Qu Jing did not hesitate and said to Qu Orion: "Grandpa, let's help him."

Qu Orion was still in the early stages of adapting when Qu Jing called him grandpa and he was so happy that he was dizzy with joy. He was fascinated by the cakes first, and then by grandpa. Without thinking, he nodded and agreed, and spent money to buy glutinous rice cakes.

"Is this rice cake covered in sugar?" Qu Jing asked.

"Yes, I have some white sugar here for wrapping rice cakes, and I'll give it to you too. How's your memory? I'll tell you now the recipe for making rice cakes, and the recipe for the red bean filling inside. Okay, I'll get some paper

I’ll write it down for you with a pen, and you can go back and find someone who can read and read it to you.” The young man took out another bag of sugar that weighed at least 10 kilograms.

Twenty minutes later, Qu Orion left Qinji Pastry Shop in a daze, carrying pastries, glutinous rice and sugar, and two precious prescriptions in his arms.

"Jingjing, it's really strange for people in this city to do business. Such valuable things are all given to me so cheaply." Qu Orion sighed.

"Grandpa, he was clearing out goods. We were lucky enough to catch him," Qu Jing said.

"Yes, yes, you're lucky. Jingjing is lucky. You caught up with such a good thing as soon as you entered the city. Come on, what kind of rice cake is this? Jingjing, you eat it first. I can see the sugar grains on it. I must add it."

Body!"

"Grandpa, you can eat too." Qu Jing stuffed a small piece of glutinous rice cake into Qu Orion's mouth.

Qu Jing looked back at the young man in the shop. The young man waved to her with a smile and told her to come back next time when he is free, quju.

quju?

Surrender?

Opera?

District bureau?

What's the meaning?

Qin Huai looked at the young man's mouth movements and was a little confused. He only regretted that he didn't have a book of mountains and seas that he could read on the spot.

He finally figured out that this young man was probably a spirit. Since the spirits in the first and last lives were very easy to recognize, the young man must have recognized Qu Jing at a glance, and even recognized her.

ontology.

Seeing that the same kind of people were in such a miserable situation, I helped out and sold some snacks at a cheap price.

Qu Jing did not respond and looked at Qu Orion.

"Grandpa, is it delicious?"

"It's delicious. What kind of rice cake is this? It's sweet and soft. Grandpa will learn to make it when we get back so that Jingjing can eat it at home."
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