Chapter 97 Concerns

Sister Jiu looked at the distant backs of Yao's mother and Feng's mother. It was full of mixed feelings. It was not that she didn't know the disadvantages of doing so. Maybe she could use another method, but this method was the most direct and effective.

"Sister Jiu, are you worried that your mother and mother Yao made a mistake?" Jinxiu frowned, and the worry on her face was revealed.

"I don't know..." Sister Jiu said in a trance.

She is very confused now. She has planned to follow the plan, but now she regrets it.

"Mom and Yao's mother know very well that they are doing things for you. Even if they act, they have to act like it." Jinxiu comforted Sister Jiu. In fact, even she sounded frightened when her mother and Yao's mother went out just now. She thought that the two of them were really at peace. I'm afraid that's what Sister Jiu was worried about.

Sister Jiu frowned tightly, and her slightly tender face could faintly see sadness.

"How is the pastry shop now?" Sister Jiu changed the topic and didn't want to think about Yao's mother and Feng's mother anymore. The boat naturally went straight to the bridge. If she didn't believe in Yao's mother and Feng's mother, how could she use this kind of thinking? It's better to be open-minded.

When it comes to the pastry shop, Jinxiu is not as worried as before. "These days, Mr. Marco has been busy making new styles of pastries. When I sent your letter, I saw him very busy. When I saw your letter, it was like grabbing a life-saving straw. After reading it, he shouted that he didn't think of it. "

"But...are you really going to do this? If we really spread this method of making barbarian cakes, our business will be even worse!"

Sister Jiu said with a smile, "Do you think the cook in our house is good or the food cooked by Bai and the cook in the building is delicious?"

"Naturally, the food cooked by the cook in our house is delicious. Not to mention anything else, Mother Li, the owner is the royal chef. I don't believe that the royal chef is better than the ordinary cook outside." Jinxiu is naturally convinced of Mother Li in the house, and several chefs from Mother Li also have some skills, which are naturally better than Bai and the cooks in the building.

"Except for Baihelou's signature roast duck and some small cakes, Baihelou's food is average, but Baihelou's business is still booming." The ninth sister continued, "We can also learn from Bai and Lou, leaving only one or two signature snacks. But we are different from Bai Helou. Our signature snack will be changed after a period of time, which may have no impact on ordinary people, but it feels new for a big house like our Xue Mansion. Don't forget that our pastry shop wants to make more money, relying on these ladies. Although this will have an impact on our pastry shop, we will make money in the end.

"However, those restaurants don't seem to teach others how to make pastries!" Jinxiu is still worried about this. After all, the cook is either inherited from the family or passed down from the master. Who will take out the recipe for everyone to learn?

Nine sister no longer answered, because she had experienced that era and knew how good it was. In the last life, even ordinary people would make cream cakes, but they still liked to buy them outside. The business of the pastry shop is still very good.

However, the ninth sister still has nothing to say. Maybe she can use the Reed Poetry Society to promote the rich and flower-blossom pastry shop.

"Mr. Marco is a sensible person. Since he thinks it is feasible, there must be no problem. Besides, there is no loss in this business."

"That's true, the maidservant is at the tip of the bull." Although Jinxiu didn't understand it in her heart, she didn't plan to say it. Obviously, she wanted to use facts. What's more, there are profits and losses in this business. Perhaps it's because the pastry shop has been profitable since she helped manage it, so she feels that doing business is very simple.

The corners of Sister Jiu's lips rise slightly. She just likes a beautiful nature and a flexible mind. It's really wasteful to only be a maid. Moreover, Jinxiu is indeed talented in business, so she simply handed over the pastry shop to Jinxiu.

After talking about the pastry shop for a while, Sister Jiu gradually stopped worrying about the matter of Yao's mother and Feng's mother. One of them had been in the palace for so many years, and maybe they were a little doting on her. As long as she mentioned her matter, her brain began to be confused, but since this matter was ordered, naturally Do it wholeheartedly. And Feng's mother has been with the old lady. She knows the fight in the house better than Yao's mother. Naturally, she should be relieved by the two methods.

"Two mothers haven't served you for dinner for a long time." Jinxiu saw that the sky had darkened. There must be no food left in the big kitchen, so I changed the order of the painting fan. "Drawing fan, go to the small kitchen to make some noodles for Sister Jiu to eat. Sister Jiu must be hungry now."

"I eat a lot outside today, so I don't have to cook for me specially. Just prepare a few snacks for me. If I'm hungry when I read at night, just eat a few pieces. You don't have to wait here. Hurry up and go to dinner!" Sister Jiu said with a smile, but quickly drove the brocade and painting fan out, closed the door, and trotted a few steps to the desk to pick up the handwritten. Just now, the time was too urgent that she only put the handwritten notes on the desk. She also sorted out an empty makeup on the dresser, put her hand in, and took a small lock to lock it.

After finishing all this, Sister Jiu was relieved. She was not going to read this note. Although I wrote it for her, she didn't want to rely on this note to live in the house. Since my mother came through such a difficult time. She can still do it. Although she has a lot of experience, maybe she will learn from it, but she still wants to solve things in her own way. She is no worse than her mother. Maybe it will be a little wayward, but this is the real her.

Sister Jiu's hand rubbed the son a few times, put the son in front of the dresser, couldn't help laughing, and naturally said to himself, "Mom, now I have forgotten what you look like. It's a pity that we missed it this time..."

With a long sigh, Sister Jiu was silent for a while before saying, "Now I am the ninth sister of Xue Fu. Although I am more sad than before, I am very glad that I am the ninth sister of Xue Fu. At least I don't have to worry about eating well and wearing warm clothes when I come to this world. I am already very satisfied..."

The ninth sister really smiled. She read the notes, but did not look carefully. There was no mention of the Poetry Society. Perhaps her mother was not so powerful as the Poetry Society. As Yao's mother said, it was just made by her mother's momentary interest.

In this case, why should she worry about not being accepted by the people of the Poetry Society?