Godly Auxiliary System

At the same time.    

Yang Yongye pushed the stall all the way to the plaza, and arrived at the entrance to the Elementary Plaza. Every day at around five o'clock, she would welcome a lot of parents, and many hawkers were already busy.    

There were people who bought barbecues, people who sold fruits, and, of course, there were also people who sold bread. There was a lot of competition among the peers here.    

"Lao Yang, you're here again?" Beside him, a fruit seller looked at him and asked curiously: "Didn't you say you were going to set up shop at the Yunqi Street yesterday? Why did you come back today?"    

"Hehe, how could it be so easy to retreat? I'll come back and try again today." Yang Yongye smiled and prepared everything in a proficient manner. Thinking back to how she had studied more than an hour of new type of cake with Ye, she felt extremely confident.    

He had never realized that his method of making the cake was wrong. There were many steps in it, and there were also other things to pay attention to. Furthermore, the taste was something that no one could resist. It was a true delicacy.    

Seeing him like this, the fruit vendor didn't say anything further. It was almost school time, and he only spent half an hour a day making money. Time was very precious.    

"Come take a look. Take a look. It's the most original and fresh Xinjiang mutton buns. A small piece, five pieces. A large piece, eight pieces. Come take a look!"    

At the front of the plaza, there was a booth that was much larger than the one beside it. A man with an octagonal beard shouted. As he did so, the lid of the stove was opened. The smell of lamb floated out.    

The customers were all attracted over. Compared to them, the customers behind them who were selling bread were much more lonely.    

"Hey, boss, can you put a little more of this mutton? You clearly ordered a large amount, but why are you cutting it out so little?" A parent said.    

The moustache man was very casual, as if he didn't care at all. His hands carelessly said, "There's only so much. If you don't feel like you have enough to eat, you can buy another …"    

The parents were a bit dissatisfied. It was such a big cake, yet there was only a little lamb inside. The rest were chilli peppers and gravy. If the child didn't feel that it was fresh and insist on eating it, he would not have bought it.    

"Hua Hua, how about we go to the back and buy some bread?" The parent said.    

"No, I want to eat meat buns, I want to eat Xinjiang mutton …" The child held on tightly, looking like he had to eat it.    

The adults around them shook their heads as they heard this. They all knew that since they set up their stalls here, how could it be real Xinjiang mutton, the key point was that this guy was still selling their goods and was trying to attract the attention of little kids by boiling such a big pot. In fact, the meat they put in here was not even worth that much.    

However, since the children liked to eat, the parents could only suppress their resentment and patiently wait.    

The smell of lamb meat wafted through the air along with the fact that the Octagon Aniseed had taken up a pretty good spot at the intersection. More and more people gathered to buy meat buns, bustling with work.    

Compared to the business, the hawkers behind him had become a little deserted. No one came for a long time.    

Seeing this, Yang Yongye felt that she could no longer sit still and wait for death to come.    

"Such a big and fragrant hand, yet no increase in the price. It doesn't matter how much you eat, come and have a look!"    

After shouting for a long time, not a single customer came over. Although the peddler who bought the meat bun had picked up a bit, he clearly caught the children's appetite, and the parents couldn't say anything. If the child wanted to eat it, then buy it, it was that simple.    

Yang Yongye looked in front of him and also sighed, but he was not discouraged. She lowered his head, lowered her heart, and slowly made a cake with her hand.    

He had memorized all the things that Ye had taught him yesterday. However, there were some things that he had not fully understood, and could only say that he had learnt sixty to seventy percent of them.    

Ten minutes later, a steaming hot cake was served!    

Yang Yongye looked at his hands. Even though she had already looked at it several times, she still found it hard to believe.    

The skin was golden yellow and crisp, the inner layer soft and white. The fragrance of chopped onions, eggs, and cooked meat was perfectly mixed together, causing one to feel an urge to swallow it in one gulp.    

Whether it was the appearance or the fragrance, the cake made by this method was much better than the one made by him previously. As for the taste, there was no need to mention it.    

"Mm …" "Where does the fragrance come from?"    

At the outer layer of the crowd that was buying the meat buns, a young man suddenly turned his head and saw a fresh hand reaching out to grab the meat buns. At the outer layer of the crowd that was buying the meat buns, a young man suddenly turned his head strangely and saw a fresh hand to grab the bread coming out of the furnace.    

"Uncle, do you want to sell this hand of yours?" The young man walked over and asked.    

"Huh?" Yang Yongye was holding onto a biscuit with a stunned expression. After doing all this, the moment he smelt the smell, she felt hungry and took a bite, but she never thought that it would be done so quickly.    

"I'll sell it, I'll definitely sell it. Wait a moment, I'll make you something new. Tell me what you want." Yang Yongye said.    

"No need, I think that one in your hand is pretty good. Give it to me yourself, I'll pay for it." The young man swallowed his saliva as he spoke. He felt that his appetite had been aroused, and he did not even want to wait another minute.    

"Ah?" "That's not good." Yang Yongye was a little dazed. This customer was too impatient right? More importantly, he felt that this food was not too fresh enough, so eating it herself was no problem. But giving it to a customer, was completely rude to the customer.    

"It's fine, I don't care that much. Quickly give it to me …" The young man didn't care at all. Very quickly, under his urgent request, he finally grabbed the cake from Uncle Yang's hands.    

He sniffed with his nose and showed a satisfied expression on his face, "This is the smell. I hope it doesn't disappoint me."    

The young man could not wait any longer as he bit down on the cake in his hand.    

A look of disbelief suddenly appeared on his face, and he seemed to have gone completely blank.    

To the youth, he only felt as if his taste buds had exploded.    

Delicious, it was too delicious!    

Only after a few seconds did the young man recover from his great feeling. As someone who loved the food at the roadside stall, he felt that he had never eaten such delicious cake in his life before.    

This taste, this taste, if one were to taste it, it was on a completely different level from ordinary snacks. It was difficult for him to describe it. This was a true delicacy amongst the common folk!    

"Then, customer, your meat buns are done!" A voice came from the crowd behind them.    

The young man held his hands up as he grabbed the biscuit. Without even turning his head, he said, "I'm not free right now. I don't need it!"