The man's voice was high, apparently deliberately spoken to the people around him.

Cen Jia's face sank: "Uncle, you can eat things indiscriminately, you can't talk nonsense, just say that my bun has added pigment without evidence, hum, you came to find fault on purpose!" ”

Originally, some people who wanted to come forward to buy steamed buns were frightened by the man's words and did not dare to step forward.

And those who bought the buns before also snatched the buns from the children's hands, did not let the children import them, and even had angry faces and wanted to come forward to Cen Jia to return the money.

"Ouch, we don't dare to eat this, you should return the money quickly." Those who haven't spoken yet are already asking for a refund.

Cen Jia hurriedly explained: "The buns are made of healthy vegetable juices, please rest assured, they are not only non-toxic and harmless, but also nutritious and healthy." ”

"I came out to deceive people at a young age, I have made steamed buns for so many years, and I have never seen a fruit and vegetable juice steamed so bright!" The man snorted coldly.

The man is the owner of the bakery, and the business is very prosperous every day, who knows that no one is patronizing today, and when he looks outside the store, it turns out that there is a little girl who is robbing business with himself.

"It's really steamed from fruit and vegetable juice, uncle, you can't make brightly colored buns as good as others, so you open your mouth to wronged people, you're too domineering." Cen Jia looked at the other party neither humbly nor arrogantly, without any fear at all.

If Cen Jia, who was standing here today, was really a twelve-year-old girl, I am afraid that she would have cried a long time ago.

But Cen Jia is an adult core, and when he encounters this kind of thing, he will only become calmer and calmer the more he fights.

The man chuckled: "I'm overbearing? I'm just telling the truth, to prevent customers from being deceived, am I not as good as others? Hehe, okay, you said you can make bright colors, but you can tell me how your buns are made! If you can't tell, it's coloring! ”

The man gloated, his eyes flashing with calculation, but he looked at Cen Jia's calm appearance, and he had some appreciation in his heart: This girl is not very old, but her temperament is stable, but it is a pity that she is a business rival, otherwise it should be good to recruit a helper in the store.

Cen Jia chuckled calmly: "Okay, I can tell you how this bun is made, but...... How can you guarantee that if I tell you how to make it, you won't learn my craft in vain? ”

The man sneered: "I've been making steamed buns for more than ten years, who doesn't know my craft, do I still use it to steal from you little girl, okay, I promise, I'm here in front of the big guys in the factory, I promise that I will never learn your craft." ”

"It's useless for you to just promise, you have to swear, if you steal my division, your bun shop won't be opened!" Cen Jia had a cold face, although she is still young, not everyone can bully, if you want her to prove herself, you can! The other party also has to come up with conditions.

The man didn't care, and seemed to have calculated that Cen Jia couldn't take out the brightly colored recipe for the bun at all: "Okay, I promise you that I don't want others to say that I bullied a child, I want to see what you can say!" ”

As the argument between the two became more and more intense, the crowd of onlookers grew.

Cen Jia is actually not afraid of people stealing teachers, this noodle fixing recipe is very simple, it has existed since ancient times, but Wanzhou belongs to the south, and it is not a region where pastry is the staple food, so the pastry masters who do business here have very limited skills, and very few people will meet the recipe for fixing the color.