pastoral pretty girl

Chapter 272 How about recognizing a girl?
Although Song Qingge didn't directly reject Da Ya, the meaning was obvious, but she wouldn't teach her the recipes for cakes and biscuits.

Liu Xiaomi likes Da Ya. After the store opened, Da Ya played a very important role. She taught her other dim sum recipes. Now she doesn't teach cakes and biscuits, it always feels bad.

"To tell you the truth, other snacks can be imitated, but they can't imitate cakes in a short time. This is the foundation of our store's long-term survival."

"Although you are good, after all, the time is too short to know the core secrets. Let's wait a few more years."

Song Qingge knew that Liu Xiaomi liked Da Ya, so she didn't say that she didn't have a good impression of Da Ya when they first met.

As for recruiting her to work in the store, she is indeed suitable at first, but the most important thing is for Li Chengcai's sake, she trusts Li Chengcai more.

Those other small snacks don't matter, but cakes definitely can't.

Liu Xiaomi didn't doubt that he was there, and felt that what Song Qingge said was reasonable. The secret directions of many stores were only passed on to his descendants, or those who had been with him for more than ten years were eligible to get it.

The next day, Song Qingge went to the town with cakes and biscuits, and Liu Xiaomi couldn't stay idle any longer and went straight to work.

"Sister, this is the money I sold yesterday, and I will give it all to you."

As soon as Song Qingge entered the shop, Da Ya walked over with a money box in her hand.

"It's hard work, just give it to my aunt." Song Qingge smiled, and walked in with the cake, "I'll leave the store to you, and I will go to Luo's shop with my aunt later."

Song Qingge planned to send the cake over, and then went to the yamen with Liu Xiaomi to ask Laifu about the situation.

"Okay, sister, all the silver is here, not a single copper plate is missing, you can count it." Even though Song Qingge asked her to hand it to Liu Xiaomi, she still followed Song Qingge.

"Don't count, I trust you."

Every dim sum is limited, and the price is very clear, so there is no way to manipulate it, so how can I use the number.

Her impression of Da Ya had just changed, but today her ardent feelings made her feel unhappy again.

"You girl, of course we trust you. You don't need to count the money. Let's put it away first, and we will make today's snacks later." Liu Xiaomi smiled as she followed her.

"Auntie, are your injuries healed? Why don't you rest for a few more days?"

After hearing Liu Xiaomi's words, Da Ya turned her head and asked.

"Look at how caring this child is, he still remembers me, everything is fine, and there is nothing wrong with it at all." After being concerned, the smile on Liu Xiaomi's face became wider.

They came earlier every day, and then went to the back to make snacks for the day. Xiao Jinyi, Hao Qingfeng, and Zhang Baochen didn't come today, and stayed in the village to collect firewood.

After finishing their work, Song Qingge and Liu Xiaomi left, and Da Ya sent them out very courteously.

When going to the Luo's shop, Liu Xiaomi said happily all the way, "Let me tell you, your uncle forgot about my injury after noon yesterday, but the big girl remembered it. She is really caring. My daughter is worthy of being a mother." It’s nice to have a daughter.”

She doesn't even have children, so she doesn't value boys and girls so much, as long as she has a child.

"Auntie, if you really like children, give birth to one yourself, and make sure that no matter whether it is a boy or a girl, it will be your little padded jacket."

Song Qingge said with a smile, isn't it just a matter of caring about her, why are you so happy?

"You don't understand, hey, I like that child anyway, you say, I want to recognize her as a daughter, can her father agree?"

　Thank you Xiaoyu~Rotten Apple~Yanyu Nishang for the reward of the three little beauties~(づ￣3￣)づ╭～Auntie wants to recognize the big girl as a daughter~What do you think hahaha~
　　
　
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