"The pastries in this shop are guaranteed to be of the highest quality, just like those from Young Master Xie's shop. When you return to Jiangnan, you can buy from Xie's pastry shop, and the taste will be the same."
"I see, I knew this fragrance was familiar once it wafted out," a customer laughed nearby.
Originally, his words would have intrigued other customers, but now most of them were scrambling to buy.
Some customers who bought pastries ate them on the spot, especially children who couldn't resist the milky aroma. All at once, praise resounded continuously.
Even customers who were originally watching outside couldn't help but rush in to purchase.
The pastries in the shop, freshly made early in the morning, were quickly swept clean.
Fortunately, preparations had long been made for Aunty Hu and others to continuously restock at the ovens in the backyard, barely able to keep up with demand.
The shop's business suddenly boomed.
Initially, it was just the commoners.
