The cakes I made this time included not only donkey rolling cakes and fortune cakes, but also mung bean cakes, plum blossom cakes, red date cakes, glutinous rice cakes, brown sugar glutinous rice cakes, and bozi cakes. In short, there were quite a lot of varieties.

Although there are many types, the quantity made is not very large, fifty of each type.

Eight kinds, that is, four hundred.

Donkey Rolling and Fortune Cake still cost four cents each. Mung Bean Cake, Red Date Cake, Glutinous Rice Cake, Brown Sugar Rice Cake are more common and cost two cents each. Plum Blossom Cake is Dingxiang’s specialty, so they settled on five cents each.

As for the bowl cake, the price is also four cents each.

This time, I didn’t want to make money, I was just bored and passing the time.

Naturally, I didn’t plan to do it hard and hard.

After the things were made, the small restaurant came up with a suggestion, asking Ding Xiang to set up a stall outside the restaurant and sell them outside.

Ding Xiang also felt relaxed and agreed without thinking.

As a result, Dingxiang's pastries sold very well, and the business of the small restaurant also improved a lot.

In fact, the skills of the chef in the small restaurant are quite good. The only drawback is that the location of the restaurant is not very good, it is relatively remote and few people come here.

Although it is said that the aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley.

But for restaurants, location is really important.

Different from the modern Internet, there is no information here, and basically no customers come to the door on weekdays.

The news that there is a restaurant here cannot spread, and no one promotes it, so it is really difficult for the business to be popular.

Then Ding Xiang sets up a stall in front of the restaurant. Logically speaking, there are not many customers, and her pastries cannot be sold.

The problem is, she was setting up a stall outside the examination room some time ago, and her face has actually become

Living sign.

So even if she sets up a stall in a remote place, as long as she passes by someone who happens to know her, will she still worry about not being able to sell her goods?

Besides, even if it really can't be sold, Lilac won't stick here.

That day she set up a stall in front of the restaurant. At the beginning, there was really no one passing by, let alone patronizing her business.

Just when she had doubts in her heart and wanted to change her position, more than a dozen people came together.

Actually speaking carefully, she has to thank her son Sangua for this matter.

It is said that San Gua was discussing knowledge with more than a dozen students that day. Until noon, he felt a little unfinished, so we all agreed to have lunch together and continue the discussion later.

When talking about having lunch, someone started talking about Sangua.

After meeting the family, these students learned that Sangua had a mother who cooked delicious food.

My family is so proud of Ding Xiang’s craftsmanship that it is something that exists in the sky but not in the earth.

Therefore, everyone was very angry and wanted to find a chance to see it.

No, when drowsiness comes, pillows are delivered immediately.

After only spending half a day together, Lin Sangua already liked these friends very much.

How could he refuse a friend's request?

When going out in the morning, Ding Xiang specifically told San Gua where she had been.

Although Lin Sangua didn't know where that small restaurant was, he knew the name of the place, so several students asked around.

As I walked past, several students complained that the address of this restaurant was too remote.

Many people expressed doubts, would there be a small restaurant in such a place?

Even three melons

Yes, I whispered in my heart, maybe my mother gave the wrong address.

With such doubts, Lin Sangua saw Lilac stall not far outside the restaurant.

By this time, an hour and a half had passed since Lilac came out to set up a stall.

During this hour and a half, no one, not even a cat or a dog, passed by.

Ding Xiang finally figured out why the business of this restaurant was so bad.

Just when she was thinking about whether to set up a stall in another place, she found a large group of people coming not far in front of her.

With just one glance, she saw Lin Sangua, her precious son, standing in the crowd.

Although, Sangua's height is not the tallest among the people, and he is even a little short, after all, his age is there.

But as a mother, you can still see your child at first sight.

"Son, why did you bring your friends here?" Ding Xiang dropped the stall and walked quickly to Sangua.

Lin Sangua took a step forward, glanced at his friend, and said a little unnaturally: "Mom, a few of my friends heard that the food you cooked was delicious and wanted to try it, so I

Brought them here."

It's indeed a bit abrupt to come here without saying anything.

I was chatting happily with the students just now, so I agreed without thinking.

Now that he saw his mother, Lin Sangua realized that he seemed to be too reckless to do this.

I don’t know if my mother is willing?

"Really?" Ding Xiang was stunned for a moment, and then she saw an uneasy expression on her son's face. She quickly put away her confused expression and smiled.

"It's rare that everyone is so supportive, I'm so proud

It’s too late for Xingdu.”

When Sangua heard Ding Xiang's words, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Other students also came forward enthusiastically and said some compliments to Ding Xiang.

Ding Xiang looked at these teenagers and was amused.
Chapter completed!