The wicked mother-in-law doesn't try to whitewash herself; she only abuses her awful children.

Chapter 91 Matching the secret code

Because she had been busy preparing birthday cakes at Master Huang's house the day before, Tong Huaqiong did not set up her stall that day.

The uninformed public went there empty-handed yesterday.

The more you can't get something, the more you want to eat it.

There were noticeably more customers today.

Tong Huaqiong was overjoyed, unintentionally creating a situation where scarcity marketing was employed.

Tong Huaqiong and Gu Taohua pulled up the sign for Peach Blossom Desserts, and a crowd of people swarmed around them.

Of course, many people who were queuing at Su Shi Yuan also followed suit and came to Tong Huaqiong's stall.

Tong Huaqiong and her daughter Gu Taohua got busy, with one collecting money and the other wrapping pastries, clearly dividing the work to attract customers.

Today's main items, taro paste pastry and pork floss cakes, sold out in less than two hours after the stall opened. Some people even lingered in front of the stall complaining that there weren't enough of these two items prepared.

Honestly, Tong Huaqiong really didn't intentionally engage in scarcity marketing.

Rather, she simply couldn't produce such a large quantity, and she hadn't expected these two categories to be so popular.

Even so, to appease her many customers, she implemented a limited-edition sales policy.

Otherwise, wealthy families like Master Huang and Master Hong would probably have bought the whole basket.

"Manager, Peach Blossom Desserts has come up with a new product, something called Pork Floss Cake." After observing Peach Blossom Desserts for a while, Hong Xiaoxi, a waiter at Su Shi Yuan, returned to the second floor of Su Shi Yuan to report the latest developments of Peach Blossom Desserts to the manager.

Upon hearing the words "Peach Blossom Desserts," Manager Feng was thoroughly annoyed!
"Look, I brought you these pork floss cakes. An old woman bought them from me." Hong Xiaoxi placed the pork floss cakes in front of Manager Feng.

The name of this pastry is adorable.

God knows how he managed to control himself from eating; it took him so much willpower to walk just a few steps from downstairs to upstairs.

Manager Feng glanced at the pork floss cake, his face darkening.

This widow Tong is really good at thinking things through; she's already launched new products after only a few days.
The taro pastry shop had just ordered a batch of taro from the south, but before they could even finish cooking it into a paste, they released a pork floss pastry.

Pork floss is nothing special; my shop also sells pork floss products.

But what's with the sauce in here?
He tasted it and found it exceptionally sweet, with a milky flavor and a hint of egg yolk. He didn't know exactly what ingredients it was made with.

Manager Feng's eyes were gloomy. If things continued like this, Su Shi Yuan might be replaced by Tao Hua Desserts.

He has to take action today.

Tong Huaqiong was happily counting her money, unaware that Manager Feng had already made up his mind to deal with her.

Business is better today than usual.

This was all thanks to Old Mrs. Huang's birthday banquet. Many of the town's gourmet families, who used to scoff at roadside stalls, started patronizing Peach Blossom Desserts.

"Mom, how about we stop making any pastries for the next few days and just make taro paste pastries and pork floss cakes?" Gu Taohua suggested to Tong Huaqiong.

Taro paste pastries and pork floss cakes sell quickly and well, and the key is that they are more expensive than other pastries.

Selling one taro pastry can be equivalent to selling two mung bean pastries and chestnut pastries, so Gu Taohua felt it would be easier to just sell taro pastries and pork floss cakes.

"Of course not. If we want our pastry business to grow and become stronger, we need signature products, but we can't do without other popular desserts. Have you ever seen a restaurant that only serves two dishes?" Tong Huaqiong said.

It's not a noodle shop or dumpling shop, but even these kinds of single-food stalls offer different flavors to choose from.

"I understand, Mother." Gu Taohua always did whatever Tong Huaqiong told her to do.

"After we pack up, we'll go check out the shops in Rouge Lane," Tong Huaqiong said.

After closing up shop in the afternoon, Tong Huaqiong was counting her money.

A young man came to the stall.

Tong Huaqiong remembered the young man; he was her first customer when he started his stall, and had automatically become her VIP customer.

We still don't know his surname or given name.

Seeing him, Tong Huaqiong realized that this young man had been a regular customer for the first few days before she set up her stall, but she hadn't seen him in the past few days. "Sorry, young man, we're sold out. Come earlier tomorrow."

The first customer was a VIP customer, so Tong Huaqiong treated her exceptionally well.

The young man smiled and said to Tong Huaqiong, "Aunt Tong, I'm not here to sell pastries."

She blushed a little after saying that.

"Then what are you doing here?"

Tong Huaqiong glanced at Gu Taohua, who was fanning herself beside her; Gu Taohua's face was so delicate it looked like it could be pinched to release moisture. Tong Huaqiong's heart immediately went on alert. Could this young man have taken a liking to Gu Taohua?

That won't do. Gu Taohua is only fourteen years old. She plans to keep Gu Taohua until she is at least eighteen.

Here, once you get married, you have to have children. Medical conditions were so poor in ancient times; childbirth could be extremely dangerous. She didn't want Gu Taohua to have a child at such a young age.

Although eighteen is considered old for a maid in this era, Tong Huaqiong still doesn't want Gu Taohua to get married so early.

She extinguished Gu Taohua's feelings for Fan Tong, not only because she didn't want Gu Taohua to repeat the fate of her previous life, but also because she didn't want Gu Taohua to get married and have children too early.

Regardless of what others say, she's determined to do it.

If Gu Taohua can't get married, she can simply support Gu Taohua for the rest of her life.

Besides, Gu Taohua has been doing business with her for some time now, and she's observed her closely. She thinks this girl is hardworking and might just be able to build a successful businesswoman in the future.

Therefore, Tong Huaqiong's gaze towards the young man lost its warmth and friendliness.

Anyone who dares to covet her daughter should be automatically added to Peach Blossom Desserts' blacklist.

The young man was confused when he saw Tong Huaqiong's expression change instantly.

"Aunt Tong Tong." The young man stammered when he got nervous.

"Who's your aunt? Spit it out!" When Tong Huaqiong got angry, she turned into Tong Dajiao.

The young man became even more nervous, and after stammering for a while, he finally said, "Aunt Tong, you don't know my name, do you?"

Who wants to know your name?

Tong Huaqiong was furious upon hearing this.

As expected, her suspicions were confirmed; it was now undeniable that the young man had feelings for Gu Taohua.

No, we must stop it.

"My name is Ma Huateng," the young man introduced himself, forcing a smile.

Ma Huateng?
Did the penguin boss time travel? Did he discover her identity and come to claim kinship by looking at modern pastries like butter cookies and taro pastries?
If that's the case, then it's not impossible for Tong Huaqiong to make him her son-in-law.

Who knows, by clinging to his coattails, she might be able to start an information revolution and become the queen of the internet.

"You're from Nanshan, right? But I can't accept WeChat QR codes for payment here." Tong Huaqiong excitedly began to exchange passwords.

The young man looked bewildered; he didn't understand what it meant.

"I'm not from Nanshan, I'm from Yanzhi Lane. I don't understand what VX or QR code means," the young man said honestly.

"I don't care where you came from, what do you want?"

The dream of the information revolution has been shattered!

Tong Huaqiong could tell from his bewildered expression that he wasn't faking it; he wasn't the owner of Tencent, but simply a genuine ancient person.

He suppressed his excitement and put on a cold expression.

"Didn't you want to turn Peach Blossom Desserts into a pastry shop?"

The young man became nervous again when he saw Tong Huaqiong's expression change.

(End of this chapter)