Upon learning the purpose of Shen Baolan bringing people to her door, Shen Mingzhu almost didn't burst into laughter.
She unapologetically expressed her refusal, "Baolan, you didn't even mention it beforehand, and now you've suddenly brought people over for me to make egg cakes. I wasn't prepared for this. I'm afraid it won't be possible today. I'm really sorry for making everyone come here for nothing."
Shen Baolan had not easily persuaded several mothers to come over hoping to see Shen Mingzhu make a fool of herself, so there was no easy way to dismiss them.
"Mingzhu, are you hiding your skills for fear that we'll steal your craft?"
Shen Mingzhu sipped her tea nonchalantly, "To be honest, indeed, my skill in baking egg cakes is not to be taught to outsiders. If someone wants to learn, it's fifty yuan per person for the teaching fee. However, one thing to note, once you learn my craft, you are not to pass it on without my permission."
