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Chapter 1187: Try to be a food stall

Food has a natural magic power that can drive away all bad emotions.

The moment she turned on the oven, the sweet and fragrant smell suddenly filled the entire kitchen. He Xiner sniffed it gently, feeling full of accomplishment and feeling so good.

The hot and golden cake shocked Ms. Cao. Before she could think of the right words to express her mood at this time, she was stunned by He Xiner's understatement.

"Dabai has been working very hard recently, so let him eat the first dish first."

"Bata."

Ms. Cao heard the sound of her jaw dropping to the ground.

The second girl's dog is really precious. It eats meat and bones from time to time, as well as chicken and rabbit meat, so that's it. The dog is very capable. If you catch any prey, the family won't be able to finish it all, and it can be exchanged for money.

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It is also appropriate to reward them with some meat.

After all, the stronger you are, the more game you can hunt for your family.

But, but this, this fragrant and sweet cake, feed the dog?

Mrs. Cao suspected that she was hallucinating.

He Xiner hummed a tune happily and prepared to bake the second pot of cake.

"Hey, the oven is hot. This pot will be ready soon. It's better to wait for this pot and take it to Xikuoyuan together."

Mrs. Cao finally came to her senses and quickly responded, "Listen to the second lady."

She has accepted the different Baymax, the brave and capable Baymax, who is a big dog who loves cakes.

But, it’s better to ask the second lady and the others to wait. Instead, it’s better to ask a dog to eat first.

The second girl is still very measured.

"Oh, with my cousin's little greedy cat watching eagerly, our ancestors can't eat safely, so we have to force him to wait a little longer~"

Cao's...

She couldn't understand what the second girl was thinking.

It’s better to seize the time and learn to make fried dough sticks from the second girl.

When it comes to making food, Mrs. Cao admires the beautiful little girl in front of her from the bottom of her heart. It is said that she came up with all the various delicacies in Lao Ye's family.

The second girl really has an exquisite heart~

Little did He Xiner know that the humble and respectful woman in front of her was praising her from the bottom of her heart.

Both the master and the servants were in a good mood, happily exploring their ideas for cooking, and the work at hand was not delayed.

Soon, the second pot of cake was freshly baked. He Xiner personally carried two large portions of eggs to everyone who was working on her. Naturally, her ancestor Dabai also had a large portion.

By the time the third pot of cakes came out of the oven, Mrs. Cao had also successfully fried a pot of fried dough sticks. Each one was about the size of a palm, beautifully golden, hot and fragrant, making Mrs. Cao smile from ear to ear.

"The old slave learned another unique skill from the second girl."

"These aren't really any unique skills. They're just snacks without much in the way of Kit Kats."

He Xiner smiled and looked at her thoughtfully.

"If Aunt Cao wants to leave in the future, she can try to open a food stall."

Mr. Cao's eyes lit up, then darkened.

The second girl had good intentions, but she couldn't bear it.

Not to mention whether she, a lonely woman, would be oppressed if she came out to make a living, but if her brothers and sisters-in-law knew that she had a unique cooking skill, they would definitely find a way to force her to hand it over.

How could she, a weak woman, stand up to a group of jackals and wild leopards?

She didn't want to give the second girl's food recipes to those people in vain.

In Lao Ye's house, she lived a stable life, with no shortage of food and a spacious living space. She was very content.

The kitchen suddenly became quiet, except for the sizzling sound of the fried dough sticks rolling in the oil pan.

He Xiner, who was cutting the cake lightly, was a little puzzled. When she looked up, she saw Mrs. Cao was lost in thought, so she didn't disturb her.

The cake was cut into triangles and placed on a beautiful pure white porcelain plate with gold rim; he also took out a delicate and small bamboo dustpan and filled it with a dozen freshly baked fried dough sticks.

He Xiner took one in each hand and went to the upper room.

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