"Don't rush, finish your meal first. These meats can't be eaten cold. We'll talk after eating, no hurry."
The jujube cake made from yellow millet should be liked by Shen Laotai, I'll drive over to give her some later.
But this stuff is quite sticky, shouldn't eat too much, having one per meal is enough.
Later, tell Grandma to freeze it, steam one at a time.
According to Niu Chuan's method, this jujube cake should taste better the more it's steamed.
While the two were talking, Wei Qian, Zhuang Yizhou, Zhu Yong, Qin Wei, and others also took the yellow millet jujube cake from the basket and ate it. They all thought it was good and could be added to the store's new offerings.
It would also nicely fill the gap for coarse grain snacks in the store.
After the meal, Shu Yun, feeling stuffed, planned to go up and down the stairs a few times to move around a bit before the customers arrived.
Zeng Xiaoqi and Chen Yan, having eaten too much meat, planned to play tennis.
