The Evil Mother-in-law: Torment Children, Work Hard, Be Rich! Chapter 91: Exchanging Secret Codes

Because Tong Huaqiong was busy arranging the birthday banquet pastries at Huang Yuanwai’s place, she didn’t set up her stall for a whole day.

Uninford custors left empty-handed yesterday.

The less you can have sothing, the more you want it.

The number of custors today clearly increased.

Tong Huaqiong couldn’t stop grinning; she inadvertently triggered a hunger marketing strategy.

Tong Huaqiong and Gu Taohua set up the Taohua Dessert sign, and a crowd imdiately gathered around.

Of course, many people in line at Crispy Food Garden followed suit and ca to Tong Huaqiong’s stall.

Tong Huaqiong and Gu Taohua, the mother-daughter team, got busy. One handled the money, and the other wrapped pastries, clearly dividing the tasks to draw in custors.

Today’s star items, the taro pastry and at floss cake, sold out the fastest, gone within two hours. So custors who didn’t get any complained about the lack of availability.

Heaven knows Tong Huaqiong wasn’t intentionally doing hunger marketing.

It’s just that she couldn’t produce such a large supply; she didn’t expect these two varieties to beco so popular.

To cater to the many custors, she even implented limited purchasing.

Otherwise, families like Huang Yuanwai’s and Hong Yuanwai’s might have bought out entire baskets.

"Shopkeeper, Taohua Dessert has launched a new item, sothing called at floss cake." After observing Taohua Dessert, Hong Xiaoxi, a clerk from Crispy Food Garden, reported the latest on Taohua Dessert to the shopkeeper on the second floor.

Upon hearing the words "Taohua Dessert," Manager Feng felt extrely irritated!

"Look, I brought you this at floss cake. It was bought from an old lady, and I paid to get it from her." Hong Xiaoxi placed the at floss cake in front of Manager Feng.

The na of this pastry was oddly cute.

Heaven knows how he restrained himself from eating it; it took a lot of willpower for those few steps from downstairs to upstairs.

Manager Feng glanced at the at floss cake, his expression sullen.

Could this Widow Tong really be that ingenious, launching a new product in just a few days?

The taro for the taro pastry had just been ordered from the south by Crispy Food Garden, and before they could even start cooking it, she ca out with a at floss cake.

at floss is nothing new; their shop also carries products with at floss.

But what’s up with the sauce inside?

He tasted it; it was exceptionally fragrant and sweet, with hints of milk and egg yolk. He couldn’t tell what specific ingredients were used to make it.

Manager Feng looked grim; if this continues, Crispy Food Garden might be replaced by Taohua Dessert.

Today, he must take action.

Tong Huaqiong was happily counting money, unaware that Manager Feng had already decided to deal with her.

Today’s business was better than usual.

This was all thanks to Old Mrs. Huang’s birthday banquet, convincing many wealthy families who usually scorned roadside stalls to visit Taohua Dessert.

"Mom, why don’t we make only taro pastry and at floss cake for a few days?" Gu Taohua suggested to Tong Huaqiong.

Taro pastry and at floss cake sold quickly and well, and their prices were higher than other pastries.

Selling one piece of taro pastry was equivalent to selling two pieces of mung bean pastry or chestnut pastry, so Gu Taohua thought it might be more relaxing to just sell taro pastry and at floss cake.

"Of course not. If our pastries are to grow and beco strong, having flagship products is essential, but we can’t lack other popular sweets. Have you ever seen a restaurant that only cooks two dishes?" Tong Huaqiong said.

It’s not like they are a noodle house or dumpling shop, but even these specialized food stalls offer different flavors to choose from.

"I understand, mom." Gu Taohua always agreed with whatever Tong Huaqiong said.

"Once we close the stall, let’s go check out so stores in Rouge Alley," Tong Huaqiong said.

After closing up in the afternoon, as Tong Huaqiong was counting the money,

a young man approached the stall.

Tong Huaqiong had an impression of this young man; he was her first custor when she started the stall and had automatically beco her VIP custor.

However, she still didn’t know his na.

Seeing him, she realized that this young man used to visit every ti she opened the stall, but she hadn’t seen him in the past few days.

"Sorry, young man, we’re sold out. Co earlier tomorrow."

The first custor, and a VIP at that, so Tong Huaqiong was especially polite.

The young man smiled and said to Tong Huaqiong, "Aunt Tong, I’m not here to buy pastries."

After speaking, he blushed a little.

"Then what are you here for?"

Looking at Gu Taohua beside her, playfully fanning herself with a delicate face, Tong Huaqiong’s internal alarms went off. Could it be that this young man was interested in Gu Taohua?

That’s impossible, Taohua is only fourteen, and she planned to keep Taohua until at least eighteen.

In this place, once you get married, you have to bear children, and with the poor dical conditions in ancient tis, childbirth is practically life-threatening. She didn’t want Taohua to have children so young.

Even though eighteen was considered an old maid in these tis, Tong Huaqiong still didn’t want Taohua to marry so early.

She discouraged Taohua from liking Fan Tong, not only to avoid repeating the past life’s fate but also to prevent Taohua from marrying and having children too soon.

No matter what others said, she was determined.

If Taohua couldn’t get married, she could just support Taohua for life.

Furthermore, having observed Taohua do business these days, she saw that the child was hardworking and might establish a businesswoman’s career in the future.

This caused Tong Huaqiong to look at the young man less warmly.

If he dared to have designs on her daughter, he’d automatically join the blacklist of Taohua Dessert.

The young man was baffled by Tong Huaqiong’s sudden change in deanor.

"Aunt... Aunt Tong," the young man stamred nervously.

"Who are you calling aunt? If you have sothing to say, spit it out." When Tong Huaqiong got angry, she channeled Tong Dajiao’s temperant.

The young man got more anxious and finally managed to say, "Aunt Tong, do you not know my na yet?"

Who wants to know your na?

Hearing this, Tong Huaqiong got even angrier.

This confird her suspicion: this young man was definitely interested in Gu Taohua.

This needs to be stopped.

"My na is Ma Huateng," the young man introduced himself, bracing himself.

Ma Huateng?

Did the Penguin boss ti travel? Did he recognize her identity from modern pastries like butter cookies and taro pastry?

If that’s the case, Tong Huaqiong might consider letting him be her son-in-law.

Maybe she could hold onto his coattails and start an information revolution to beco an internet queen.

"You must be from Nanshan, right? But I don’t accept VX QR code paynts here," Tong Huaqiong began signaling excitedly.

The young man looked perplexed; he didn’t understand what she ant.

"I’m not from Nanshan; I’m from Rouge Alley. I don’t know what VX or QR codes are," the young man said honestly.

"I don’t care where you’re from; what do you want?"

The dream of an information revolution was shattered!

Seeing his confused expression, she realized he wasn’t pretending. He wasn’t the Penguin boss; just a simple ancient person.

Her excited expression faded and was replaced with a cold look.

"Aren’t you planning to turn Taohua Dessert into a pastry shop?"

The young man grew nervous again upon seeing Tong Huaqiong’s expression change.