pastoral fragrance

Chapter 299
After hearing what the auntie said, Qiulin quickly refused, "No, we don't sell Shaqima these days, we just make one or two catties every day for the customers who come to buy cakes. Wait until the momentum is over. Let’s go out, let’s sell it again!” This is a marketing method, and I believe that selling Shaqima at that time will be much more effective than selling it directly.

Mrs. Ye has been walking around in the past few years, and has somewhat understood some business models. Hearing what Qiulin said, he thinks this is a good idea.So he nodded and said, "Okay, this is a good idea, just follow what Qiulin said."

Just do what you say, and that day Ye called the two pastry ladies with relatively high understanding in the shop.These two people have signed a contract of selling themselves, so there is no need to worry about them leaking Shaqima's practice.Qiulin told them how to do it and the ratio, and even made Shaqima by hand in front of these people.The two pastry ladies memorized the method carefully, and then made Shaqima according to Qiulin's method.

There is actually no coincidence in making Shaqima, especially in front of these two pastry chefs who have been making this kind of pastry for a long time, it is a piece of cake.Qiulin demonstrated the method in front of the two of them before, and it was really a bit tricky!

After handing over the method to the two pastry ladies, Qiulin and Mrs. Ye discussed it for another ten days before starting to sell Shaqima. Before that, it was quite a warm-up for selling Shaqima.

After the matter was settled, Qiulin did not stay for long.There are people coming and going in my aunt's shop, and she is busy greeting customers. Doesn't her presence here affect her business?So Qiulin left knowingly.When he arrived at the Qingfeng Tower, Qiulin involuntarily raised his head to look at the door plaque wrapped in gold, and couldn't help but feel agitated.It’s been a while since I’ve been to Qingfenglou!

Qiulin thought for a moment, then stopped hesitating, and went to Qingfeng Tower with the Shaqima that was just baked.At that time, the young man by the door saw Qiulin coming in, and said with a wide smile, "Qiulin is here, I'm going to report to the Young Master." After speaking, he waved the white handkerchief on his shoulder, " Chiliu" sounded like a mouse and ran to the stairs, ding ding dong dong and ran upstairs.

Every time this girl comes to the restaurant, she can bring some recipes or something, but these recipes are very popular.Even the Young Master's family treats this girl differently, and those of them who are mistresses can only curry favor.

Seeing that the man flashed so fast, Qiulin had no choice but to enter the hall and wait for the second brother's reply.After all, she really came here to find their young master.

There was a sound of "click, click", and when Qiulin raised his head again, the little girl still came down from upstairs, and said to Qiulin with a smile on his face: "Qiulin, the young master is calling you to go up, hurry up!" let's go."

"Oh," Qiulin nodded, and asked Xiaoqing and Xiaohong to wait for her below, and went upstairs alone with the paper-wrapped Shaqima.

Qiulin has been to this house many times, so he is naturally familiar with it now.She quickly walked to the door and looked at the door, and it didn't take long before she heard a slightly indifferent voice from the room: "Come in."

Qiu Lin rushed in excitedly, and saw Murong Yunfan sitting on the couch, holding a volume of books in his hands, the sunlight leaked in from the window and hit him, and he saw that handsome side face.Now that Qiulin entered the room, he didn't take his eyes off the book.

The house was very quiet, only two sparrows were singing happily on the high branches outside the house.Seeing this, Qiulin cheekily stuck it up, "Mr. Murong, what kind of book are you reading with such great interest?" In fact, Qiulin also felt that there was a possibility that he was pretending to cold.

When Qiulin thought this way, his eyes were already looking at the title of the book. After reading the title of the book, Qiulin was already exhausted!
This person is actually watching "Jin Ping Mei"!no?Qiulin once felt that he was blind.

Unexpectedly, Murong Yunfan in that room had already closed the book as if nothing had happened, with a stern expression on his face, he looked Qiulin up and down, "Girl, what delicious food did you bring today?" Murong Yunfan was too used to following Qiulin's way of getting along has changed, and the word "eat" is always indispensable when the two of them are together.Furthermore, Murong Yunfan has a very sharp nose, and since Qiulin entered the room, he has smelled a scent of pastries.

Qiulin's face was full of astonishment, she was still staring at the name of the book, she couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in her heart, it turned out that she was right, it was that famous and wonderful book!Qiu Lin couldn't accept it anymore. Murong Yunfan, who looked deserted on the outside, could actually read this kind of book. This is really big news!

Murong Yunfan saw the expression on Qiulin's face was extremely strange, this little girl's face was both startled and frightened, what's going on? "Qiu Lin, what's the matter with you?" Even Murong Yunfan himself didn't notice that there was a trace of fluctuating emotion in this slightly indifferent voice.

After Murong Yunfan's calling, the dumbfounded Qiu Lin quickly came to his senses, put all the random thoughts in his mind behind him, and tried his best to look innocent. "Ah, Mr. Murong, are you calling me? Hehe, I was thinking about something just now, but I didn't catch it!"

If Murong Yunfan knew the crookedness in her heart, would this Murong Yunfan, who has always been cruel to the enemy, kill her on the spot?The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was a possibility, Qiulin gritted her teeth secretly, she must not let Murong Yunfan find out that there was something strange about her!She is still so young, she is afraid of death!
Murong Yunfan almost finished this Qiulin, but looking at Qiulin's cute face, Murong Yunfan felt that those unhappy emotions in his heart seemed to have been poisoned, and they all disappeared.He patiently glanced at the paper bag that was being dragged into Qiulin's hand, and asked, "What's in it?"

Qiulin looked down following Murong Yunfan's gaze, and then remembered his purpose of coming, it was to give this Shaqima to Murong Yunfan!Qiulin immediately cleared all the messy thoughts in his mind, and approached Murong Yunfan with a smile on his face, and said sweetly: "Hehe, Mr. Murong, you are lucky, this is what I specially brought to you. With Shaqima, it tastes crispy and delicious!"

Qiulin opened the paper bag with a smile while boasting, but when he opened the paper bag and saw Shaqima inside, Qiulin continued to be dumbfounded!This good-looking Sachima, who has provoked whom, why has it turned into a puddle of ooze?
Murong Yunfan looked at the pinched mess that couldn't be seen what it was, and then looked at the shriveled expression on Qiulin's face, there was finally a crack in the indifferent mask.He suppressed the smile in his heart, looked at the mess, and asked solemnly: "Is this what you call good food?"

The corner of Qiulin's mouth twitched twice, "Uh, it wasn't like this just now..." Something flashed through Qiulin's mind, and she suddenly realized it!Speaking of which, the culprit is Murong Yunfan himself!
If he hadn't read that kind of book, she wouldn't have been struck by lightning, and then she wouldn't have squeezed her hands into fists, and wouldn't have squeezed Shaqima into such a virtue.It's all his fault, all his faults, Qiu Lin's heart is full of resentment!

"Uh, Mr. Murong, although the appearance of this Shaqima is a bit ugly, it does not damage its deliciousness. It is still the same sweet and delicious, and it is still the same crispy and soft. Try it, you will definitely not suffer a loss !" No matter what happened to 21 [-], Qiu Lin kept advocating.It's just that the appearance is a bit ugly, but the taste has basically remained the same!

Murong Yunfan looked at Qiulin's earnest and persistent praising appearance, and finally couldn't help but burst out laughing, the sternness on his face could no longer be held back.He casually picked up a piece of broken Shaqima, put it in his mouth, and tasted it seriously.

Qiu Lin stood by and couldn't wait for Murong Yunfan's comment on Shaqima. Seeing Murong Yunfan swallowing the chewed Shaqima with a movement in his throat, Qiulin leaned forward with a look of anticipation. "How about it, is it delicious?"

Murong Yunfan nodded, this Shaqima is indeed delicious, suitable for all ages.Seeing Qiulin's expectant look, Murong Yunfan's heart moved for some reason.He calmly suppressed this strange feeling, "Not bad." He praised miserly.

Knowing that this person doesn't talk much, being able to say two words is already very good.Qiulin quickly smiled, "Haha, that's good, as long as you like to eat, these are for you to eat!" After speaking, Qiulin handed over a whole paper bag of Shaqima.

Murong Yunfan looked at the paper-wrapped pieces, and his expression became cold again, "This time, how much do you plan to sell this recipe of Shaqima?"

Oh, he originally thought that she came to the door this time to sell him menu recipes as usual!Qiulin felt a little disappointed in his heart, and pursed his mouth, "No, I sent this Shaqima to you to eat, not to sell this recipe to you. I know, you have treated us all these years. The family is very caring. For you, it may be insignificant and mutually beneficial, but for my family, your nod and say yes is very important. People must know how to be grateful. So I came to the door today , not from the seller, but specially sent this prescription to Mr. Murong."

Qiulin recalled the hardships of the past, and felt sincere gratitude to Murong Yunfan.Today, the gatekeeper said this prescription to him, just to thank him for his kindness.It's just that his own thoughts were misunderstood by him, and he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Murong Yunfan had a panoramic view of Qiulin's grievances, and felt a little hairy in his heart for a moment, which he had never felt before.At that moment, the idea of ​​holding Qiulin in his arms came into his mind.But it was only for a moment.

Murong Yunfan lowered his head, and said lightly: "I understand what you're thinking. But Qingfeng Building has always been about business and business. The money you earn from me is your own ability, not my charity. A gift, so I cannot accept this love."

(End of this chapter)