Chen Wei'er was befuddled. Although she had never seen someone prepare an osmanthus cake before, she still felt that Old Li's wife was fooling her.
'What? The first drop of dew every morning? At least a big pot of it? Is she serious? What is the difference between dew and mineral water? Besides, the dew is not sanitary. Can it be used?'
Chen Wei'er suppressed the doubts in her heart and continued to listen to Old Li's wife, "There's also a special requirement for the flour. You have to use the first batch of new flour every autumn! The second batch is sour. The heat control must also be specific. We have to use the hundred-year-old firewood from our mountain..."
Chen Wei'er felt that she figured out the other party's intention. This person deliberately didn't want her to succeed. However, it was really impolite to refute others in person, so she could only brace herself and listen. Nevertheless, her head kept aching as she listened.
