Qi Weiwei had an even more headache, watching Xue Cheng's plates of biscuits come out, they were all ordinary flavors, and how to sell them had become a problem. When there were many ordinary biscuits piled up on the shelves, Xue Cheng finally brought out two plates of biscuits in surprise: "Okay, this time it finally succeeded!"

Everyone's hearts suddenly relaxed, Qi Weiwei was the first to step forward, pinched a biscuit and tasted it, the delicacy was rendered in her mouth, she breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Sister Xue, how many plates have you baked this time?"

Xue Cheng said apologetically: "It's only these two plates, I'm afraid that I will fail again this time, so I didn't dare to bake more." ”

Among the n failures, at most one Xue Cheng baked fourteen plates of ordinary biscuits at one time. In the morning, Xue Cheng baked a total of more than 100 plates of biscuits, only the first three plates and the current two plates are delicious biscuits, and the success rate is less than 5%.

Xue Cheng handed the biscuit to Qi Weiwei and said, "I'm really tired, I'm afraid I won't feel like baking delicious biscuits anymore today." "That's all, you can do it.

In the end, Qi Weiwei packed the delicious biscuits into a small bag of 100 grams, forty-eight yuan per bag, this price takes into account the failure rate of making delicious biscuits, because the biscuits made by failure may not be sold within the shelf life, and the cost should also be counted in the delicious biscuits.

Most parents said that the price of such delicious cookies was acceptable. Some well-known snacks are much more expensive than this, and they are nowhere near as attractive as this cookie.

Parents who bought biscuits left with their children one after another, parents who thought the price was too expensive also led all kinds of dissatisfied protesting children to leave, and the few remaining children made various troubles with their parents because they did not buy biscuits.

Seeing that there were not many people, Qi Weiwei wrote a promise note to these children, promising that the delicious dim sum made tomorrow would be sold to them first, and then sent the children and their parents away.

Gong Jianing's child was one of the customers who bought egg yolk biscuits. Today, my mother came back from Beishi City for a vacation, and I specially accompanied him to buy snacks. Usually he lives with his grandparents in the riverside community of the county seat, and attends the kindergarten class in the community. His favorite thing is when his mom takes him to Vivi's cake shop to buy snacks when he's on vacation.

Today, not only did my mother accompany me to buy dim sum, but I also bought my favorite delicious dim sum, so I was so happy today.

When I met my grandfather downstairs, Gong Jianing, who was still sitting on my mother's electric car, shook the small bag in his hand and said, "Grandpa, I bought the best biscuits!

Gong Jianing's grandfather had a mouth ulcer three months ago and has not recovered so far. In the past three months, I have been to hospitals of all sizes and hospitals, and I don't know how many home remedies have been used by various folk masters, and they have not improved at all. The pain all the time makes grandpa usually lazy to even talk, and he only dares to eat liquids, and he really doesn't dare to try something as dry as a biscuit.

But the baby grandchild held the biscuit in front of him, and couldn't bear to refute the child's eyes full of I love the innocence you want to share with you, grandpa took the biscuit, risked a sharp pain, and stuffed the biscuit into his mouth. Grandparents love, love full of pain!

There are many ulcers in the mouth, no matter how careful you are, you can always touch them, and the tearing pain from the wound makes grandpa have no intention of tasting the fragrant and delicious taste of the biscuits, so he hurriedly pounded it with his teeth a few times, swallowed it quickly, and finally reduced the pain index a little.

Wait, not only did it drop a little, grandpa didn't feel pain for a moment, and there was a refreshing sense of clarity.

The aura is called the aura, it is naturally spiritual, more than half of the dozens of aura particles contained in a biscuit converge on several wounds in the mouth, and the ulcer that comes into contact with the biscuit gathers the most aura, and the aura slowly melts to repair the wound of the mucous membrane, but the aura is too little, and it is impossible to completely repair the grandfather's ulcer, but it is no problem to relieve a little pain.

The aura was exhausted, the refreshing feeling gradually disappeared, the pain struck again, and the deliciousness of the biscuits was only later tasted by his grandfather: it was so delicious! This reminded him of the first biscuit he ate when he was a young soldier in Xinjiang and had not eaten for three days.

"Is it delicious, grandpa?" Gong Jianing himself was reluctant to eat, staring at the stars and waiting for his grandfather's praise.

"It's so delicious, Ning Ning is so good, is it okay to give grandpa another one?" asked his grandson for snacks, it was embarrassing, but in order to feel the comfort of the ulcer without pain again, grandpa spoke.

Giving one is love, but giving it to Gong Jianing is reluctant, holding the bag in her little hand and pouting.

Mom said, "Ning Ning is good, give it to grandpa again, and mom will take you to buy it tomorrow, okay?"

Stuffing the biscuits into his mouth again, of course grandpa was reluctant to swallow the dates, carefully biting the biscuits, sweet and refreshing, not feeling the dryness of the biscuits at all, and more importantly, the pain of those ulcers disappeared again.

Grandpa wanted to eat again, but asked his grandson for snacks, and in front of his daughter-in-law, he couldn't help it: "Where did Ning Ning buy the biscuits?"

"Vivi Cake Shop. Gong Jianing said vigorously holding the small bag.

Mom took Gong Jianing upstairs to go home, and Grandpa decided to buy cookies himself.

Seeing the basket of egg yolk biscuits at Vivi's cake shop, Grandpa seemed to see hope that his mouth sores would be cured.

I weighed two catties first, and stuffed one into my mouth without going out, I can't remember how many years I haven't had such an eager appetite.

"Ouch-" Grandpa covered his cheeks, and the hard biscuits pierced the ulcer wounds, grinning in pain, and it took a while to speak, "Girl, this is ...... Doesn't this cookie taste right?"

He still has the taste of the biscuit given by his little grandson in his mouth, which can be described as fragrant, but the biscuit tastes average.

Qi Weiwei, who was settling accounts, looked at the old man's appearance, knew it, and couldn't help laughing: "Uncle, do you want to buy that delicious egg yolk biscuit?"

"Yes, my grandson just went back and said he bought it from your house. ”

"I've already bought it, that kind of biscuit can only be supplied in small quantities every day, you can come early tomorrow. Qi Weiwei said with a smile.

"No wonder, no wonder, where can ordinary biscuits have that taste?" Grandpa walked away with two catties of ordinary egg yolk biscuits.

Qi Weiwei calculated, a baking tray is about five hundred grams, sold a little more than three plates, a total of eighteen bags, the income of eight hundred and forty-six yuan, after she calculated clearly, immediately divided half, four hundred and twenty-eight, to Xue Cheng.

She didn't care about Xue Cheng's failure rate being so high, because she saw the light from Xue Cheng's delicious biscuits, maybe one day, she would also become a big coffee in the snack and dim sum industry like KFC, because of that deliciousness, she thought no one could refuse.

More than once in the morning, she suppressed the desire to kick out all the customers and eat all the cookies herself.

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