"Osmanthus cake? How can there be osmanthus this season? "Wen Dehui likes to eat osmanthus cakes, so she naturally knows what season osmanthus blooms.

And there are also two osmanthus trees planted in his yard, and he looked back at the osmanthus trees in his yard, and there are no signs of flowering.

"Hehe, I have osmanthus flowers in my house that have just bloomed."

"I heard Huachi talk about your greenhouse, which can change the growth habits of plants, will this osmanthus also be that you changed the planting method to make it bloom in advance?" Wen Dehui didn't get Lin Qiya's answer, but found an answer for Lin Qiya herself.

"Almost, it's blooming anyway, isn't this just the right time to make osmanthus cake for Mr." Lin Qiya followed Wen Dehui is words, anyway, if Wen Dehui said that she wanted to learn, she would say that the technology was immature, and it would be good to study it.

However, Wen Dehui did not say anything about learning to plant, but took a piece of osmanthus cake and tasted it.

The osmanthus used to make this osmanthus cake was made by Lin Qiya from the space, and the fragrance was originally stronger than other osmanthus flowers, and other materials were produced by the space.

The osmanthus cake made with such materials, she believes that even the most picky person cannot say that this osmanthus cake is not good.

"Incense! It's so fragrant! Melt in your mouth! Lips and teeth! I've always heard that you're a good cook, but I didn't expect it to be so good. ”

"As long as Mr. likes it, when the osmanthus blooms again, I will make it for Mr. again." Lin Yanya didn't say anything Wen Dehui would do it when she wanted to eat it, but waited for the osmanthus to bloom.

It's not that Lin Qiya doesn't want to do it for Wen Dehui, but she deliberately hangs Wen Dehui's appetite like this, so that it seems that she doesn't have something to ask Wen Dehui.

"You girl, you're too bad." Wen Dehui is so smart, even if he knows Lin Qiya's careful thinking, there is still no way, after all, it is Lin Qiya's decision whether this osmanthus blooms or not.

"Hehehe, that's bad." Lin Qiya also knew that her little trick had been seen through, although it was a little embarrassing, but if she hadn't been seen through, how could she still open her mouth to say her requests or questions.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me looking for the old man today?" After Wen Dehui ate another piece of osmanthus cake, he asked Lin Qiya about the purpose of coming to him.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, I just want to ask Mr. how long he will stay in this Yanglin City?"

"Oh? That's it? ”

"I guess that's it."

"What are you asking for?"

"Isn't my brother going to take the exam soon, I don't know how to do it after this exam, and I don't know how to develop, so I don't want to prepare in advance."

"You prepared your brother in advance and asked me what my trip was for?"

"I don't want to, where is my husband, let my brother be there."

"You girl thinks it's quite beautiful, your brother's road in the future is so long, it's impossible to follow me all the time, right?"

"It should be no problem to follow Mr. in the past few years."

"I heard Zimo say that you opened a store in Weikou City?" Wen Dehui did not answer Lin Qiya's question directly, but asked about Lin Qiya's store in Weikou City.

Lin Qiya couldn't understand why Wen Dehui suddenly changed the topic to her store, but now that Wen Dehui had changed the topic, she could only answer it and see if she could bring the topic back.

"Yes, I opened a ready-to-wear store, but it didn't take long to open."

"There are very big academies in Weikou City, you can let your brother go there to study after taking the Xiucai exam, anyway, you don't have a serious gentleman in Yanglin City." Wen Dehui's words made Lin Qiya a little confused about his consciousness of what he said.

Is this not intended to accept Lin Wenwen as a disciple? Or is he going to leave after Lin Luwen finishes the Xiucai exam?

"Sir, do you think my brother is too stupid, the kind of rotten wood that can't be carved?"