Osmanthus Mung Bean Cakes

Bai Yinuo was not very surprised by the popularity of the fresh flower mung bean cakes. After all, in her past life, many imperial concubines loved the pastries she made.

Every season, they would arrange for their subordinates to place orders in advance, and rewards would flow into the Imperial Food Bureau like water. These concubines lived in the lap of luxury, preferring their rice as white as possible and their meat sliced as finely as possible, yet they were extremely fond of the fresh flower mung bean cakes. Naturally, this was because its appearance and taste were too outstanding.

Bai Yinuo had made many mung bean cakes. Meeting such eager customers, she smiled gently and did not refuse: "There are eight mung bean cakes in a box, and I only made a limited number of boxes. To give more people a chance to eat them, each person can only buy two boxes."

"As for the price... let's make it fifty per box."

Honestly, this price was a far cry from what she used to get. But since transmigrating, Bai Yinuo felt that her state of mind had changed quite a bit. Her master once said that cooking is also an art; they need to understand the meaning of cooking to reach the pinnacle and achieve the highest level.

The dishes Bai Yinuo made before were only enjoyed by high officials and nobles, seemingly untouched by the mundane world. Now, she was in the market, experiencing the warmth of the mortal world, seeing diners smile with satisfaction after eating her food. She could feel her state of mind becoming more fulfilled and her skills more refined.

Food should not have any barriers. At the lowest social class in her previous life, she rarely had this kind of feeling. To thank these diners and elevate her culinary skills to a higher level, she was willing to let more people eat her food.

"That cheap?!"

The customer speaking was a regular pastry buyer, knowing that the price of pastries was not cheap, especially those that looked fancy. However, the mung bean cakes in front of them looked so exquisite and beautiful that one could hardly bear to eat them, yet the price was such a bargain. If they didn't snatch this up, they wouldn't be from Hai City!

The customers around Bai Yinuo pulled out their mobile phones and scrambled to scan the code to pay, fearing that if they were too slow, the mung bean cakes would be snatched by others. The ones who bought the mung bean cakes smiled from ear to ear. They returned to their seats to finish their remaining rice but still clutched the pastry boxes tightly, looking as though they had hit the jackpot, showing off to those who didn't get any, which made the latter very annoyed.

The customers who didn't get any sighed, feeling as though they had eaten tons of lemons. Learning from others that these mung bean cakes were made randomly by the owner and were not available every day, they felt even more downcast.

"Owner, please make some more. How can we not eat such lovely mung bean cakes?"

"Owner, my grandmother at home especially loves mung bean cakes. I beg of you."

Bai Yinuo thought for a moment, then replied, "Making mung bean cakes requires very high-quality mung beans. Today, I'll go check out the mung beans in the market to see if they are good enough."

Hearing this, a customer's eyes lit up: "I have a mung bean farm back in my hometown, and they grow exceptionally well. Just wait here, I'll have them sent over later. No charge, just sell me a few more portions."

The other empty-handed customers caught on and immediately began thinking if they had good mung beans at home. Before long, the mung beans brought by the customers piled up in the kitchen.

Bai Yinuo was speechless. Did they buy out all the mung beans in the market?

Xu Wenzhe was relatively lucky. He arrived just in time to snatch the last two boxes of pastries. Today, he had intentionally made time to come to the Bai Kee Diner. Before this, he had actually sent a message to inquire about Zhang Ke's movements. Knowing that Zhang Ke had returned to his hometown today, he breathed a sigh of relief and came to the Bai Kee Diner with peace of mind.

Who told him to talk so much back then? He didn't want to lose face in front of his brothers again. Afraid of being found out, he had to sneak over to buy food.

Good grief! Before Xu Wenzhe dined at the Bai Kee Diner, he didn't know he carried such a heavy burden of pride. Since these were the last two portions of mung bean cakes, there was no choice left. Fortunately, the previous customers liked having both flavors, so the remaining mung bean cakes were rose and osmanthus flavors, with none missing.