On the first day of the Chinese New Year, Wufu's whim provided everyone in the Wu Residence with a delight for their taste buds. The so-called "cake" was indeed fresh and sweet, tender and sticky, and very digestible, adding a novel zest compared to the usual pastries.
Some people got ideas and inquired about how it was made, only to be left speechless and shaking their heads when they heard that even just the eggs used amounted to a small basket, not to mention other ingredients.
In those days, those who sold themselves into servitude were usually from impoverished families. For them, even eggs were considered precious, something that could be stored and sold for money by rural households. Who would be willing to use them just to make cakes?
