Yuan Hongjun didn't say much. He just smiled.
Rong Shiyu's gaze briefly passed over the two, before she held out the plate to Bao Linjiang, "Here, you eat this portion."
Bao Linjiang didn't take it, instead offering his spoon to her, "You eat, have a bit more, there's another one."
Seeing Bao Linjiang refuse her plate, Rong Shiyu felt a bit disappointed initially, but the sight of the spoon in front of her brought joy, "Thank you."
"Eat."
The four of them finished the two taro pies.
Fan Yuru licked her lips with a hint of longing, stating fairly, "If the taro pie is sold in the capital, it will surely be in high demand again."
Apple pie, egg tarts, bread, biscuits, and so on were all food that everyone fought to buy in the capital. Moreover, they could not be bought most of the time and were very in demand.
With limited manpower, the workshop could only produce so much each day.
