Lin Yan smiled at her: "It's not a loss."

As he said that, he took out the steamed red beans on the side, put a big spoonful of sugar in front of them, and then another spoonful, and then smashed the steamed red beans into soft pieces under their bright eyes.

It has to be broken into pieces.

The onlookers exclaimed, which attracted the attention of other people, so another group of people gathered in front of the store.

In front of them, Lin Yan took a large spoonful of crushed red beans and stuffed them into the dough. He rolled the dough into a round and thin shape, and then fried it until it was golden brown. The aroma of beans was mixed with the aroma of oil and wheat.

The fragrance can spread three miles away.

This cake only costs two cents, and the price is the same as ordinary steamed cakes!

The onlookers felt their mouths watering all of a sudden. They didn't bother with Lin Yan's hawking and took out their money one after another. For fear of being slower than others, they placed orders in groups of three or five.

So, without waiting for a break, Lin Yan and Huang bought two pounds of meat and two pounds of beans in one go.

When there were only two bean cakes left, Lin Yan closed the stall and stopped selling them.

Those who didn’t buy it couldn’t bear to leave: “Aren’t there two left? Why aren’t they for sale?”

Lin Yan smiled sweetly: "These two are for my mother and husband-in-law. They are not for sale."

Mrs. Huang pointed to the meat basin: "Mother Yan, this meat can be used to wrap another piece."

Lin Yan naturally knew that she left this behind on purpose.

She waved her hand and persuaded the onlookers to leave under Huang's reluctant eyes. Regardless of Huang's repeated words that she didn't want to eat, she smiled and quickly wrapped the minced meat and rolled it into pancakes, along with two red bean pancakes.

Fry it, put it on a plate, and take it home.

Shen Jingan was still copying books in the room. Lin Yan put the cakes on the dining table, heated up the leftover porridge from the morning, brought it out, and then went to call Huang and Shen Jingan.

Mr. Huang is in Shen Jingan's room.

In the morning, Lin Yan collected the money and kept it in the bamboo basket under the counter. Just when Lin Yan brought the cake back, Huang took the bamboo basket away.

She took the money and quickly went to Shen Jing'an's room, pulling Shen Jing'an to count it together.

She didn't avoid Lin Yan either. Lin Yan called her, so she called Lin Yan in. Lin Yan asked her to eat first but she refused. The three of them could only gather around Shen Jingan's desk and give the money one by one.

Counted.

One hundred copper plates were strung together, and finally six strings were strung together.

As Huang was stringing strings together, he felt ecstatic in his heart. He counted the six strings of copper coins again and again, holding Shen Jingan's hand with tears streaming down his face: "If you can do this every day, your illness will be cured..."

Shen Jingan was quite rational. He knew that when a new store opened, it would sell only one fresh one on the first day. After a few days, it would not sell as well as today. However, he still patted Mr. Huang's hand and said with a comforting smile: "Yan

Mom is good at craftsmanship, and she did a great job today."

Lin Yan was silently calculating in his mind how much net profit he could make this morning. After hearing what Shen Jingan said, he suddenly raised his head and stared at him curiously.

The original owner didn't have many memories of these two people, after all, she had only been married here for two months.

But in the impression, Shen Jingan did treat her mother like a child, but what she saw from other people's memories was one thing, and seeing it with her own eyes was another.

She watched silently as Mr. Huang was coaxed by Shen Jingan to slowly stop crying, and she suddenly felt extremely tired.

Does she have to coax her like this in the future when she gets along with Mr. Huang?

Lin Yan couldn't help but shudder just by imagining it, but suddenly he remembered that Huang's skill in rolling pancakes today was pretty good. Not only were the pancakes rolled out big and round, but each piece was the same size, even the fillings. The size and thickness of the cake are exactly the same. She likes it when someone with such skill makes it work for her. It works very well.

So she laughed with satisfaction and said hello: "Okay, Mom, you have been rolling out the cakes all morning, but you haven't tried the taste of this cake yet. Let's go and try it quickly. This cake will be dry. It doesn’t taste good.”

Mrs. Huang was forced to smell the aroma of cakes all morning today. When Lin Yan mentioned it, she seemed to smell the aroma again, and she couldn't help but feel salivation in her mouth and her stomach growled.

Hearing Lin Yan say that the pancakes were cold and not delicious, he hurriedly went over. After taking two steps, he remembered the six hundred coins and came back. He hurriedly found a place and hid them.

When they arrived at the dining table, three cakes were neatly placed in the center of the table. The cakes were still slightly warm. The fillings in the three cakes were different. Shen Jingan didn't know that, but Huang knew it.

Secretly, she wanted to give the meat-filled ones to Shen Jing'an, but after frying the pancakes, the skin was so brown and each pancake was the same size and round that she really couldn't recognize it.

She wanted to break it open and look for it, but when she thought about how Lin Yan helped make so much money today, if she wanted to eat that meat pie, she should.

She was so conflicted that she gritted her teeth and simply gave up. Instead, she took three bowls and filled them with porridge.

Lin Yan followed Huang and saw Huang's little eyes clearly.

This cake was made by her and fried by her, so Lin Yan would naturally recognize it.

Now that Mrs. Huang had gone to serve the porridge, she took over the task of dividing the cakes. Three pieces of cake were placed in front of the three of them. After Mrs. Huang brought the porridge and sat down, Lin Yan smiled: "The cake is still slightly soft." Warm it up, it should still be a little crispy now, everyone, try it quickly, if there is anything bad, please point it out, we will change it tomorrow and make the cake more perfect."

Huang and Shen Jingan also smiled and agreed.

Mrs. Huang was still thinking about the whereabouts of the meat pie. She took the pie and looked at it carefully, not wanting to take a bite for a long time.

Lin Yan didn't have so many thoughts. If she didn't want to eat, she ate first.

Just after taking a bite, she saw Mrs. Huang peeking her head over. She had no choice but to turn the gap secretly so that she could see clearly the beans inside.

Huang immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Huang's behavior and seeing that Lin Yan's cake was filled with bean filling, Shen Jingan guessed everything. He looked at Huang helplessly: "Mom, mine is filled with meat filling."

Huang's face turned red, and she went to see Lin Yan. Lin Yan smiled and said, "Eat it quickly. When we make money, we will all eat meat pie. We will eat meat pie every day."

Mrs. Huang then blushed, lowered her head and took a bite of the pancake, and then praised it hurriedly: "It's delicious, and the bean ones are also delicious."

Shen Jingan also smiled slightly at Lin Yan: "Thank you, this cake is salty and fragrant, and it is indeed delicious."

Lin Yan waved his hand indifferently: "You still have to take medicine."

Shen Jingan is a medicine pot and has to take care of the weak.

Besides, if she didn’t give the meat pie to Shen Jingan, Mrs. Huang would have cried on the spot.

Lin Yan didn't want to get into trouble for such a little bit of meat.

To Lin Yan who lived in modern times, this cake could only be regarded as ordinary. After all, the flour was not as finely ground as modern machines, there was not enough bean sugar, and it was not as sweet as later generations.
Chapter completed!