A few children came forward and hugged Mother Chen's neck. Each of them explained the situation excitedly and enthusiastically. Mother Chen was suffocated by the children. When she heard these words, she took a glance at Ding Jun and said in embarrassment, "Okay, okay, I got it. Get down from me, you're about to strangle me to death!"
The children immediately obeyed and came down. They surrounded mother Chen and laughed, making the old lady laugh. Ding Jun looked at this scene and felt very gratified. She smiled softly. At the critical moment, these children could still speak up for her.
By the way, the cakes had been sold for many days. Was everyone tired of eating them?
After the children finished eating, Ding Jun cleared the bowls and chopsticks, prepared new ingredients, and began to study the new products with full energy.
In the Ding family, Mother Ding happily counted the money she had earned from selling the cakes these few days, but the smile on her face gradually froze. She lowered her head and pondered for a while, then calculated the amount, and her face completely darkened. This was because the raw materials for the cake were very expensive, the cost was very high. A piece of cake could not earn much money, so it was better to farm the land. However, she had already paid 50 yuan for the cost.
Mother Ding gritted her teeth, and a hint of hesitation appeared in her eyes as she continued to sell the cake.
"Mother Ding, this cake is not right! It used to be a big piece for 40 cents, but why is it so small now?"
On this day, Mother Ding was selling the cake in the yard as usual. When someone raised this question, a lot of people came forward. It was obvious that everyone had already discussed about it.
Mother Ding's heart skipped a beat. "That's because the price of the raw materials is too high."
"Don't talk nonsense! The cake sold by Ding Jun was still as big as before, and the price didn't go up! We came to buy from you because we trusted you. It's fine if the taste isn't good, it's fine as long as it's cheaper. But now it's actually less than half a kilogram. How are we supposed to buy it?"
Ding Yong's mother had a complicated look in her eyes. She was unwilling to give up selling the cake and wanted to earn more money, so she secretly made the cake smaller. At first, no one knew, so she was relieved. She did not expect to be discovered now.
"That's right. You are selling smaller cakes while charging the same amount of money. How is it different from stealing money?"
Everyone gathered together and scolded Mother Ding mother. Mother Ding was angry and could not raise her head. This business could not go on.
At the dining table, Ding Yong lowered his head and ate. As he ate, he raised his head and glanced at Mother Ding for a while. He had been thinking for a long time, Ding Yong stuttered and asked tentatively, "Mother, all the relatives in Baoxia's family are married. Baoxia asked me to ask when we will get married." After saying that, Ding Yong quickly lowered his head.
Before selling the cake, Mother Ding said that they would be able to gather the dowry in less than three days. They could even buy the four big items. However, it had already been more than ten days. Not to mention the four big items, they had not even paid the 50 yuan of the dowry money.
The corners of Mother Ding's mouth twitched, and an unnatural expression appeared on her face. She did not dare to look at Father Ding's expression. She looked to the side and pretended to be calm. "Soon, you will be able to get married soon."
These words were spoken carelessly, with a hint of perfunctory and lack of confidence. Ding Yong opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he did not say it out loud.
After eating, Mother Ding felt suffocated. She took a walk in the village and walked to the door of Ding Jun's house unknowingly. She did not expect to see a few long lines at the door of Ding Jun's house in the evening.
Curious, Mother Ding went ahead and pulled aside a person who was about to line up. "Wait, what are you going to do?"
That person looked at Mother Ding strangely and said with a hint of mystery and ostentation. "You still don't Know? Ding Jun has made a new kind of pastry called egg yolk pastry. It's very delicious, even better than cake!"