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Before going back, Qin Wuya made an oral agreement with the Manager Wu to set a price of two jars of purple fruit s worth of sauce at half a month's time, but she did not ask about the price of the Manager Wu's pastries.

Although Manager Wu was an experienced businessman, he was not stupid. He understood the meaning of Wu Ya's words, it was likely that the price would be different than before.

"That's not true, don't worry, Shopkeeper." Wu Ya smiled, but he didn't intend to hide it and said, "Actually, it's not that important, just looking at the pastries I want to ask the shopkeeper, if I were to sell it in the future, would it still be the same?"

"That is the truth. Even I, as a man, find it great that the Cloud Jade Workshop's pastries are so exquisite and beautiful. "It's just that little girl, I'll leave it to you just now. If I were to be this business, I would have had a lot of money. If I were to invite a master that specializes in snacks, I'm afraid that the silver would …"

With that, Manager Wu's face revealed a look of awkwardness, "Let's not even talk about the money, even the cooking outside might not be as fragrant as your sister-in-law."

After thinking about it, Wu Ya also nodded his head. Manager Wu's concern was not unreasonable, the production of purple fruit sauce was not high anyway. There were a total of two jars. It would not be a problem for the shopkeeper's wife to make such a small thing. Moreover, the shopkeeper's wife's skills were also extremely good.

Wu Ya, on the other hand, could make a few pretty decent cakes, but they were all western cakes. It was unknown whether or not they could match the looks of the people of Clear Water Town. Furthermore, the production method was also different. Thinking about it, with his own method, he might not be able to create such a good taste from the wife of the shopkeeper.

The craftsmen of this era were all extremely skilled at craftsmanship, especially in depicting and carving. The craftsmen of this age were especially skilled in craftsmanship, especially in depicting and carving.

However, this kind of food was usually worth more than the average commoner in the market. Thus, Wu Ya's thoughts shifted to another direction.

However, in Wuya's previous life, the world he lived in was not like this. It was not because of the rapid pace of technology and the lack of attention to beauty, but because the pace of life was too fast … Besides those artists, how could ordinary merchants have the time to carve a dish that could sell for so much money?

Even so, the restaurants of the modern society still had many fine delicacies inside, which were similarly able to make people salivate. Other than some graffiti and other decorations that needed a few handmade decorations, most of the products were made using the same thing, which was the God-tier Mold: Mold.

Actually, the grindstone for food cakes was not that rare. Initially, it could be traced back to the Ming and Qing dynasties when there had been a large number of exquisite and colorful grindstones made. It was just that currently, the Grand Dynasty Wu Ya was in might not have had this kind of grindstone.

The Grand Dynasty was not any era that Wu Ya was familiar with. The customs of life were quite similar in the ancient times of the Sky Dynasty, so there were naturally some differences. It was just that in these past few days, Wu Yi saw that the attire and style of the citizens of Grand Dynasty were somewhat similar to that of the Song Dynasty, but Yu Mingqing was very different. Presumably, it was because of this reason that the Grand Dynasty had yet to develop a food grinder.

Actually, the process of creating a mold was just a matter of thinking. It wasn't that complicated. Not to mention those skilled blacksmiths, even the country blacksmiths could do it.

The more Wuya thought about it, the more he felt that this method was very feasible. If there was a uniform pattern of molds to process the pastries, he wouldn't need to look for a pastry chef.

"Shopkeeper, actually, you don't have to look for a pastry chef. Wuya has a method here, do you think it's feasible?" Since they were not sure if the Grand Dynasty had any other grinding tools, Wu Ya did not dare to easily say these words out loud.

Hearing that there was a way, the worried look on the Manager Wu's face gradually faded and revealed a hint of joy. If there were others present, they would be astonished. How could the Guest Home Resturant shopkeeper, who had always been cautious, reveal such an expression? Even more surprising was that Manager Wu was showing such a joyful expression to a half-grown country girl, as if this black, small and ordinary girl had a completely different kind of thought from her outer appearance.

"The method is not difficult. Does storekeeper have a seal here?" As his thoughts moved about, Qin Wuya suddenly thought of an object that seemed to share the same skill as Yu Mo. Unconsciously, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he revealed a hint of a smile.

"Seal?" The Manager Wu heard and was stunned, he did not understand why Qin Yatou would suddenly change the topic and say: "I naturally have the seal, it's just that I'm not used to signing words often, why do you think there's a problem with the bill I signed for the dried agaric?"

"Of course not. How could Wu Ya not believe the shopkeeper's sincerity? Not to mention that he has already signed the form, the black and white characters couldn't escape him. Even if he didn't write a word, Wu Ya would still believe him." Wu Ya, who knew that there was a misunderstanding, quickly waved his hand and said: "It's just that Wu Ya has other uses for finding the seal, could the shopkeeper bring it over for us to take a look?"

"Of course it's not a problem." Manager Wu did not say anything more and went downstairs to look for his personal badge.

Manager Wu passed the secret badge in his hand to Qin Wuya, but the doubt in his heart became stronger: "Girl, what do you want this for?"

Qin Wuya accepted the seal and without replying, he smiled and extended her hand and looked at the Manager Wu: "Innkeeper, take a look at this!"

"Hmm?" The Manager Wu paused for a moment to look at his personal seal in Qin Wuya's hands. This floral milk stone square stamp was not very exquisite, it was something that her own grandfather had found and sealed when she first took over the family's concoction. Just thinking that Qin Yatou would let him see the imprint, he became even more doubtful. The imprint was his name, could it be that there was something wrong with it?

"Qin Yatou, don't keep us guessing, is there a problem with this seal?"

"Shopkeeper, what if this seal is not engraved with a personal name, but a fashionable rich flower?" The smile on Qin Wuya's face grew wider. She did not care about the question from the Manager Wu as he picked up the personal badge and casually pressed it on the table.

"What would it be like if I put the embossed seal on the pastries?"

"Shopkeeper, can you consider the name of this pastry? It would be great if he could carve those patterns together. In this way, if there are backers in the future, they will be able to find a name for themselves. "

This was the meaning behind making a brand on a cake, it was very common in modern society. Normally, there was a small, uniform symbol on the regular items, which could be the corporate logo, or the name of the product, commonly known as a logo.

"This method is really good, even Cloud Jade Workshop's pastries only have the word 'Yun' pasted on them, it's not as cute as the pastry being directly used. I went to look for Scholar Liu at the end of the street and picked the name of the pastries. I drew some patterns along the way.

"Shopkeeper, when sister-in-law cooks these pastries, do you want to first make a big piece and then cut it into small pieces?" Qin Wuya casually asked as she remembered that the pastries on the plate just now were a little wider and a little narrower.

"That's right. I saw her do it yesterday. She made a big piece first and then cut down the entrance."

If it was before, he still viewed Qin Wuya as a junior, but now that they were talking about proper business, the attitude of the Manager Wu was no longer ordinary.

"But there's something wrong with it?"