Just as Xiao Fubao is seriously focused on making buns.

The photographer on the side also came over.

He happened to be idle now, and there was nothing fun about his mobile phone, so he asked Xiao Fubao, "Xiao Fubao, can you teach your uncle how to make buns?"

Xiao Fubao turned his head to look at him, and said suspiciously, "Uncle, can't you help us do things?"

Hearing this, the eldest brother of photography replied to her without blushing and heartbeat: "Don't worry, because you are in a special period, it doesn't matter if I help you a little, this is what the director has agreed."

Director: "......" I didn't, I didn't agree, don't talk nonsense.

Although he thought so from time to time, he also turned a blind eye to this matter.

After all, it was also their security system that was not in place, which led to this incident, causing them to lose three days for no reason, and also causing the little cub to be frightened and injured.

It's just to help make a bun, not to help sell it, it doesn't matter.

Xiao Fubao didn't ask any more questions after hearing this, nodded and said, "Okay!"

The photographer agreed and moved a chair to sit next to her.

I just wanted to reach out and pick up a piece of dough, but I was gently slapped on the back of my hand by Xiao Fubao's outstretched hand.

"Uncle, you haven't washed your hands yet. Before making buns, you have to wash your hands cleanly! Otherwise, the buns will be dirty!"

[That's it!] Or our little baby is hygienic! Since it's a special period, can I go to help the baby with his performance tomorrow? Director, you won't disagree, will you? 】

[That's it! I'm going to treat all employees to breakfast tomorrow, so I'll buy more, it shouldn't be a problem, right? Director. 】

[That's it, I watch the live broadcast every day, watch that peanut bun, I've been hungry for a few days, and I'm going to buy a few of him tomorrow and come back to taste it! ] 】

Look at the "threats" that fill the screen.

Director: "......" What else can I say? You are the owner of the money, father, you say it.

Lin Feiwan looked at the barrage, picked up his other mobile phone and called the housekeeper downstairs: "Tomorrow morning, call someone to help me buy the buns sold by my daughter, don't let people find out, just buy two each."

"Yes, ma'am."

The housekeeper hung up the phone, turned his head and told Sang Yu.

"Go buy it, and bring a copy to me by the way."

When you go to Hancheng to buy steamed buns, the cost of going back and forth is worth hundreds of steamed buns, not to mention that the steamed buns are already cold when you buy them from there.

But as long as she's happy.

The photographer laughed dryly, got up and went into the bathroom, washed his hands with hand sanitizer, and dried his hands before coming out and sitting next to Xiao Fubao again.

Xiao Fubao just finished wrapping a bun, picked up the new dough, and started from rolling the dough on the very old side, teaching him little by little, and explaining it very carefully.

The photography brother learned it after watching it once.

"Uncle, come and wrap it up."

Xiao Fubao handed him the rolling pin and sat in his position like a little adult who wanted to evaluate his employees.

Seeing her like this, the photographer couldn't help but become serious.

Follow the steps that Xiao Fubao said step by step, and do it carefully and meticulously.

Although in the end, the finished product of the bun came out beautifully.

But it's just too slow.

Xiao Fubao wrapped two buns, and he only wrapped one.

Of course, something is better than nothing.

When he is proficient, he will be able to wrap it quickly and beautifully.

After Sang Wanzhou made the filling of the roasted wheat, he came out and saw this scene, and he didn't ask much.

Silently walked to the place opposite them and sat down, and began to wrap the roasted wheat.