Mrs. Li pulled her and sighed: "Good boy, such a good boy. I have nothing missing. You are so busy every day, so you should take care of yourself."

Lin Yan agreed with a smile.

Although she was not used to getting up so early at first, there was no entertainment here. She would lie down in bed and go to bed as soon as it got dark. She would wake up at three o'clock. This was really not a problem for her. She still slept for seven hours every day. Yes, sometimes I go to bed early, for eight hours.

So she really has nothing to feel wronged about.

Lin Yan did not explain to Li, after all, this misunderstanding was quite beautiful.

There was actually nothing much to do about moving here. Lin Yan was busy taking care of her pots and pans, and had no time to host a large banquet. So she ate some casually in the evening and went to bed early.

Early the next morning, together with Mr. Huang, we kneaded noodles one by one, waited for Shen Erping to come over, ground the soy milk, took out another portion, and sent it to Shen Erping.

Before leaving, Lin Yan had taught Xiao Li and Shen Sian how to judge whether the dough was fermented. After kneading the dough and sending it over to ferment, Xiao Li and Shen Sian would naturally make buns and steam them.

In fact, she said, wouldn't it be more convenient for Mr. Li to ferment the dough by herself?

But no matter what, Huang refused.

She determined that this was their own heirloom craft and could not be passed on to others.

Even though Lin Yan repeatedly told her that she knew a lot, her skill in making dough was nothing to worry about.

Even if Mr. Li learned how to compete with her for business, it wouldn't matter. She would just change her career.

What's more, the money has to be handed over to the public school.

But Huang didn't agree.

It's not that she doesn't believe Lin Yan, she just doesn't want to give them too much and doesn't want to take advantage of Li.

Moreover, she felt uneasy if she didn't have everything under control.

However, one morning after several days of trouble, Lin Yan couldn't bear it anymore and gave the noodles to Mr. Li.

She comforted Mrs. Huang: "Mom, don't worry, I just gave the noodle seeds to the third uncle, and I only taught her to mix the noodles according to the ratio of noodle seeds and flour. When she runs out of noodle seeds, she has to ask us for more. She doesn't know No matter how you preserve the dough seeds, you won’t be able to ferment the dough seeds. The skill of fermenting the dough is still in our hands.”

Huang was uneasy, but Lin Yan gave him everything, so she had no choice but to agree.

The opening of the new shop coincided with another big market held every five days.

On the first day, both new and old customers flocked in. Business was booming, and they sold as much as they sold. It didn't take long for all the inventory to be cleared.

A good beginning made Lin Yan, Shen Jingan and others think that the good luck would continue.

The next day, the weather was not very good.

At dawn, Lin Yan and Huang put the steamer on the table as usual. Not long after, a group of people they had never seen before came with murderous intent. Before Lin Yan had a chance to react, a wooden stick as thick as a bowl came Suddenly it hit the steamer.

The steamer rolled to the end, and the steaming buns rolled and fell to the ground. After a while, each one was covered with dust, and they were inedible.

Huang stayed on the spot for a moment, and then she screamed: "Ah!"

Lin Yan rushed out, but did not dare to approach them. He only stood on the threshold: "What are you doing!"

The strong young man at the head sneered: "What are you doing? You are annoying me!"

Lin Yan stayed for a while before finally reacting.

She is afraid that she has monopolized the breakfast market unknowingly.

After I figured it out, I calmed down.

The group in front of him was probably hired gangsters. Lin Yan took a few steps back, patted Huang comfortingly, and lowered his voice and said, "Mom, don't be afraid. You go find Jing'an and let me know."

He went out through the corner gate to find Deng Hong."

Mrs. Huang went away crying.

Lin Yan wanted to look at them again: "What do you want?"

The young man had thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looked to be in his twenties, a little younger than Deng Hong. There were about ten people behind him, all of whom looked like a group of not-so-young teenagers.

Lin Yan was a little surprised when he saw whether he had frightened him or not. The young man even let out a whoop, looked at Lin Yan up and down with malicious eyes, and whistled: "You look really good, little lady!"

Lin Yan glared at him and ignored the teasing: "Who asked you to come?"

The young man played with the stick a few times, scaring Lin Yan, and approached Lin Yan step by step. Lin Yan, who was just standing on the threshold, took a step back, quickly closed the door, and said from inside: "Who hired you?"

Are you here to cause trouble? Let them come to me."

Seeing Lin Yan's aura, the young man thought she was not afraid. Unexpectedly, Lin Yan closed the door before she could get close and was stunned for a moment.

The younger brothers behind him were also a little stunned and hurriedly joined in: "Brother, smash it?"

The young man saw that there was a steamer on the countertop and nodded. The younger brothers rushed forward and smashed the steamer to the ground, smashing it into pieces. He also swept away everything on the countertop, including the pancake pan.

Smashed together.

Those are the newly bought stove and wok, the old ones are still there in the old house.

Lin Yan was hiding by the door, watching all this through the crack of the door, his teeth itching with anger.

Many people had gathered around the shop, pointing and looking at all this, but no one dared to step forward and say a word of advice.

The young man looked at all this with pride and said to Lin Yan: "Listen, little bitch, if you dare to open this shop in the future, I will destroy it every day you open it!"

Saying that, he was about to leave.

Lin Yan hurriedly opened the door and asked in a loud voice, "Who asked you to come?"

The young man looked at the onlookers and sneered: "Tell you what? You think I'm stupid!"

The market competition has always been fierce, but hiring people to smash up shops has never been a good thing. With so many people surrounding it, do you think the people you hire will still make money?

Don't destroy your competitor's shop. Your own reputation will be ruined. Both companies will lose their business and benefit the third party...

Although he is a thug, he still has to consider his employer, otherwise who would dare to hire him in the future?

The young man left a man on guard to prevent Lin Yan from reopening, then arrogantly walked away swinging his stick.

As he walked away, he waved his stick to drive away the onlookers: "They're all gone, why not join in the fun? Be careful, my stick doesn't have eyes."

The onlookers were afraid of damaging the fish in the pond, so they all dispersed. After a while, they gathered together again, looking at the dumplings scattered on the floor in front of the store, pointing: "Oh, many of them are stuffed with meat. What a pity."

When Lin Yan saw the young man leaving, he stood blankly on the threshold looking at the chaos, and couldn't help but frown.

She knew there would be some competition in the market.

But she was a chef in her last life and never had a business career.

Therefore, she thought that if she only made this one thing, and did not involve other breakfast snacks such as noodles, porridge, etc., she would only occupy a corner of the market and would not cause public outrage.

But I didn't expect that she would arouse people's hatred just because she was in the bun business.
Chapter completed!