Zhao Youlin's eyes sparkled and she made up her own mind. If what they prepared was not particularly delicious, she could still retain them temporarily as apprentices, so long the food was edible. After all, she lacked staff for her outlet.
However, Zhao Youlin soon realized she had worried too much. The two girls did not need anybody's sympathy because they were already fully capable of baking.
It took a long time to make pastries and bread even though they looked small. They had to be made from scratch from a pile of flappy flour into pastry.
Zhao Youlin waited for about an hour before the siblings finally displayed their products before her.
"Sorry for keeping you waiting. These are what we've made — pineapple bun, mousse cake, mango pancake and puffs." The siblings pushed their creations to Zhao Youlin, then they took two steps back and resumed cautious demeanors just like before. The spirits that they had while making the food were gone.
