Zhang Xiaoying knew how to get under people's skin. She would step out from time to time to check on the progress and report back to the maid how much had been done.
The maid, because of what Zhang Xiaoying had said earlier, couldn't follow her outside. She could only prick up her ears to listen for any sounds from outside, trying to peek but unable to see anything, which left her feeling anxious and restless.
The whole point of buying these mooncakes was to learn how to make them.
She thought the villagers were easy to deceive and, considering herself an experienced cook, she believed she could learn quickly; she assumed she would understand how to do it just by watching once.
In the end, she couldn't even catch a glimpse of the Xu Family's dough-mixing process.
By the time the sun had set, Madam Liang had finished the maid's order of twenty mooncakes.
