After she had demonstrated the entire process, the two apprentices had also learned quite a bit since making cake bases wasn’t too difficult,
"How is it? Is there anything you didn’t understand?" Jiang Mianmian asked, looking at them.
"We’ve written it all down. If the little boss isn’t in a hurry, can we try making one ourselves?" Zhao Yu politely inquired.
"Sure, give it a try," Jiang Mianmian said as she washed her hands and stood aside to watch them work.
As they made the cake, they referred to their notes and discussed with each other. It took them nearly half an hour, but they finally made a decent-looking cake.
"Wow, not bad at all. To achieve this on the first attempt is really good," Jiang Mianmian sincerely complinted as she looked at the cake.
"Thank you for the complint, little boss," the two young apprentices said, visibly excited by the praise.
Tang Lin was also very satisfied with the apprentices’ learning pace. "Mianmian, cut the cake. Let’s see how it compares to yours."
"Sure." Jiang Mianmian cut the cake and gave them a taste. Although it wasn’t as delicious as hers, it resembled her cake by about seventy to eighty percent.
"Not bad. You two keep practicing in the shop, and once you can make cakes like Mianmian does, we can start our business," Tang Lin said after sampling the cake.
"Yes, boss."
Yu Cheng noticed so flour on Jiang Mianmian’s face and reached out to wipe it off. He then asked with concern, "Mianmian, you’ve been busy all morning, are you hungry?"
Jiang Mianmian touched her deflated stomach and nodded vigorously, saying pitifully, "Yes, Brother Yu, I’m hungry. I want to eat sothing tasty."
Yu Cheng bent his index finger and playfully touched Jiang Mianmian’s little nose, laughing lightly, "Such a little glutton."
Then he turned to Tang Lin and said, "The training is almost done, and Mianmian is hungry. Let’s go eat."
Looking at his watch, Tang Lin realized it was already noon. Annoyed at himself, he said, "Look at , getting so busy I forgot the ti and made Mianmian go hungry. Let’s go out to eat. I’ll treat, and Mianmian can choose whatever she wants to eat."
Xu Sheng, who had also been hungry for a while, grinned mischievously when he heard Tang Lin was treating. "Tang Lin’s treating, huh? Then we should definitely take advantage of that."
"Your opinion doesn’t matter here. We need to listen to Mianmian. Whatever Mianmian wants to eat, that’s what we’ll eat," Tang Lin said, challenging Xu Sheng.
The group left the cake shop, got into the car, and Xu Sheng, looking at Jiang Mianmian in the front passenger seat, asked, "Mianmian, what do you want to eat?"
"Hmm? I’m not sure actually. Brother Yu, what do you think we should eat?" Jiang Mianmian asked, turning her head back towards Yu Cheng.
"Let’s go for Peking duck," Yu Cheng suggested casually.
He rembered that last ti they were in Capital City, Little Lamb had especially enjoyed eating Peking duck.
"Good, let’s eat Peking duck. I love Peking duck," Jiang Mianmian imdiately raised both hands in agreent.
Upon hearing this, Xu Sheng started the car and headed straight for the most famous Peking duck restaurant in Capital City.
The most renowned Peking duck restaurant in Capital City was always the most popular local spot, no matter the ti. When Jiang Mianmian and her group arrived, there was already a long line outside.
Seeing this, Jiang Mianmian turned to Yu Cheng and said, "Brother Yu, maybe we should eat sothing else? With so many people in line, who knows how long we’ll have to wait."
Upon hearing this, He Ping stylishly flipped his hair and said, "No worries, Mianmian. I know the owner here. Just need to say a word."
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