Chapter 597

The red bean cake made by concubine Jiang is slightly sweet but not greasy. It's fresh with the new heat just out of the pot. It tastes waxy and delicious, and has a full aroma of red beans.

"Thank you, no need, Miss Jiang." the photographer waved his hand. He was still working. God knows how hard it took him to refuse this plate of cakes.

"It's all right. Just a few cakes won't delay the work." Princess Jiang put the plate in their hand and went to work on her own.

The three photographers looked at each other. The aroma around their noses was really hard to ignore. Eye contact determined the return of the pastry.

"Thank you, Miss Jiang!"

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

Beauty and kindness! The photographer's mind now floated these four big words.

The photographer nearby was quick eyed and took a picture of Princess Jiang looking back and smiling.

At the beginning, the three refused. After they got it, they began to compete for the red bean cake on the plate. There were six on a plate, and only two of the three photographers. No matter how slowly they ate it, it would soon disappear.

Looking at Princess Jiang continuing to do it, the three couldn't help looking forward to it.

In the middle, because the three people were in charge of different people, Mr. hamu and Mr. Zhao ran left the kitchen, and the photographer in charge of the two glared at the one in charge of Princess Jiang.

"Miss Zhao, miss hamu, I'm going to sell things with me. Are you at home or together?" Princess Jiang asked them.

"Go together, we can help."

"Yes, let's go."

Because of the limited space of the tricycle, in addition to a basket of cakes in the tricycle, the remaining two baskets were protected by Mr. hamu and Mr. Zhao on their legs.

"Concubine, your craft is really not covered, not inferior to some time-honored brands." Mr. hamu sniffed the smell from the basket.

Because of his occupation, he often runs around. In addition to taking photos, he also takes time to taste the local special food. He has eaten everything without saying, but he can also be regarded as south south, north north, East, West and West.

Jiang Xiaofei likes this cake very much even a big man who doesn't like sweet. Business will be good later.

She is the oldest time-honored brand. There are almost no pastries inherited from the Daqing Dynasty, but this can't be said.

"Mr. hamu likes to eat more. I'll make quite a lot of cakes. I'll make them for you when I'm free."

Jiang Xiaofei said while pedaling a tricycle.

"Well, we must make it for us to eat. The small wonton this morning is delicious. The same thing is made by different people. It tastes different. I'll learn from you. The child will not be picky about food later."

The little wonton in the morning was delicious to Zhao Ran's heart and never forgot it.

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

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

"Thank you in advance, hahaha." Teacher Zhao compared her heart to Princess Jiang.

Duan Muhong didn't want to bring these two people at all. After all, he knew their virtues and didn't look like capable people.

"Don't you think about it? It's heavy and tiring to carry the box. It's too slow. The supervisor will yell at you." duanmuhong looked at them and looked forward to their repentance.