: Shameless Domestic Violence (8)

"This is the cake shop."
"Mom, I want to buy puffs. My classmates say they are delicious."
"Ji Sibei eats every day."
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A little boy pulled in a woman and walked in. He was still thinking about it.
"Don't pull mom, buy buy buy." Lu Ling took off his sunglasses and put it on his head, and looked around the shop. There were three people who chose pastries. More people were buying puffs.
"The puffs you sell are cheap."
"Does the still have activity?"
"30% off, and today's cookies are also on sale." Jiang Ling smiled and said, "It's all just made."
In recent days, Ji Yang has called her for a discount, and then launches new products every day.
"That's half a catty."
"Okay." Jiang Ling walked out and then weighed. After coming back, she took the tasting food wrapped in a small paper bag on the side and put it in the bag. "A total of seventeen. This is a new product from our family. Puff sticks for you to try. "
"Thank you."
After the guests left, Jiang Ling looked up and stepped out to look at Lu Ling's mother and son, and said softly, "Hello, what can I buy?"
Recently, I have been doing activities, but Ji Yang neutralized several ingredients and cream, the taste became better, the business was obviously very good, and the pressure in her heart was much lighter.
"Mom." Ji Sibei came out, she looked at the puff with a half stick in her hand, said with her mouth open to bite, and the sound was crisp and crisp. A scent of milk came. She licked her small lips, all of them Fragrant cream.
"Bei Bei! I ca n’t eat any more!" Jiang Ling had a headache, Ji Sibei nodded, and took another bite.
She looked at her daughter and frowned. The previous cake was tired. Ji Yang was researching new products recently. Ji Sibei followed behind her butt, and her mouth was never idle.
"Ji Sibei! What are you eating?" The boy looked at the pastry on her hand and swallowed.
"It's my puff made by my dad. It's delicious. Do you want to sell it?" Ji Sibei looked at him and emphasized again, "It's delicious!"
The two were classmates, and Li Chennan was the bully in their class.
"How to sell this?" Lu Ling looked sideways at the back kitchen, but it was covered by a curtain, which she couldn't see.
This is Ji Yang's shop, but she came for the first time.
She won't come to the cake shop. She will go to the restaurant and bar. What's so good about the cake shop?
But is business good?
"This is a new product from our family, you can try it." Jiang Ling handed the small piece from the counter to the little boy, and passed it to Lu Ling.
This is a free gift prepared today, wrapped in a paper bag, only a quarter of a wooden stick puff.
The little boy took it and couldn't wait to open it before eating.
Jiang Ling walked to the food cabinet. "This one is only available today, so it's on sale, five pieces for one, then buy three and get one free. Today's sales are very good, and the customers report that they are delicious."
Dozens of golden sticks are lined in the food cabinet, about wide and 20 centimeters long, with a crispy skin and a layer of nut grains on top, which looks very attractive.
"Mom, you want to eat." The little boy had finished eating the tasting food on his hand and reached out to get Lu Ling's hand.
"Madam, how much is this bottle of yogurt?"
"That five." Ji Sibei's milky voice had sounded, Jiang Ling nodded, "Five."
"What's this?" The female customer at the door took the yogurt and looked at the pile of "sticks" very curious.
"The sticks made by my dad are delicious. Sister, do you want to buy them? I'll give you one if you buy three." Ji Sibei was sucking the cream.
The female customer smiled. "Where's the cutie? Then get three for the aunt."
"Just a moment, this cream is going to be squeezed out on the spot." Jiang Ling said, opened the lid, put on gloves, holding a "stick" in one hand, holding the cream in one hand, and the cream had a long sharp mouth. "Wood The "stick" is hollow in the middle, and each side is inserted to squeeze it. Soon, four wooden stick puffs are prepared, and each is packed in a paper bag and put into the bag.
"Sister walk slowly." Ji Sibei reached out her cream-stained hand, lifted it up, shook her voice, and sweetened the little customer.
"Mom, let's also buy it." The little boy finished eating both of the tasting dishes, and pulled Colo's skirt, anxious.
Just a small wooden stick costs five dollars, and it is worthwhile to buy four. The most important thing is to spend money in Ji Yang's shop, or to give his wife, Lu Ling is a little unhappy.
She couldn't reach Ji Yang these days. He ignored her and suddenly became indifferent, a little inexplicable.
"Bei Bei, the egg tarts are sold out. Ask Dad to make some tarts and sell them at night." Jiang Ling said to her daughter.
"Sold out again?" Ji Sibei exclaimed, very happy, she had a lot of money after the sale, so she didn't have to worry about having no money to go to the interest class. Dad said she would send her to learn piano.
Mom and dad are awesome!
Her voice was a little loud, and the guests were there. Jiang Ling looked at her helplessly, Ji Sibei covered her mouth and ran to the kitchen quickly.
auzw.com "Dad! Mom said that the tarts are sold out, and you want to make them again."
"Is this a puff for Beibei? Beibei is going to eat matcha flavor, and put a lot of cream on Dad."
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The chef's voice came out, Jiang Ling was obviously a little worried, why did she still eat? !!
There is milk is a mother, Ji Sibei not to mention more sticky Ji Yang these days, it is just a little follower.
When the guests were there, she could only endure, speeding up her speech with a smile, "Would you like to bring something? The event is only today, and it's a good deal."
"Mom, buy it quickly!" The little boy was more anxious than her and raised his voice.
For businessmen, children's things are really better to sell, because some children do not stop buying.
"Three then." Lu Ling smiled, pretending to be indifferent, and tentatively asked, "Your business is good."
Ji Yang once told her that desserts are very profitable. Twelve-inch cakes sell dozens of pieces. In fact, they cost five or six eggs at half the cost.
"It's okay." Jiang Ling responded vaguely to her, and she was squeezing cream into her puffs. This cream is also mixed together, and all taste better.
The business is just better these days. Ji Yang's research on new products and promotion of activities has a little bit of fame, and profits are getting higher every day.
She hoped to keep it, but it was also uneasy.
"It looks okay." Lu Ling took a quick look. The items bought were not expensive, but she sold more. She didn't come in long. Several people had come in to buy.
No, Jiang Ling isn't finished, and two more people come in to set a birthday cake.
"For fourteen inches, the one above 128 and the one 108 below are two-story ... Yes, we can deliver to you free of charge within two kilometers."
"Okay, then you fill in the contact phone number."
Jiang Ling packed the puffs and handed them to Lu Ling. The little boy had already taken it.
Lu Ling took out his mobile phone to prepare for payment. Anyway, Ji Yang paid her money and returned to her pocket.
On the other hand, Jiang Ling laughed at her heart, worked hard in the shop, and finally gave the money to Ji Yang, who gave it to her again.
Woman, how sad should it be to live like this?
"Slow down." Jiang Ling thought her eyes were weird, but she was still smiling and polite.
"How did you buy the bread?"
The curtain was opened, and Ji Yang came out hurriedly, carrying a dozen bags of packaged bread.
The epilogue didn't fall. He saw Lu Ling at a glance, but he was obviously a little choked, and it was only a moment, just don't look away and go to the side.
"There are still a few bags left. These are enough." Jiang Ling walked over and began to discharge on the shelf. Seeing her busy, Lu Ling looked at Ji Yang. "Well, I need half a catty for this cookie. Please help me weigh it."
Jiang Ling was busy, but it was only Ji Yang.
Ji Yang came over, took the bag, opened it, looked at the biscuit and began to weigh, confirming again, "Is it only half a catty?"
Lu Ling stood close to him. He usually felt that he was making cakes in the back kitchen, greasy, but today he looks clean, and has a light creamy taste, which is very fragrant and smells good.
Looking at Jiang Ling, the business in the store is good. She only stands and sells things. Ji Yang makes pastries. All the money is in the account.
Dressed up beautifully every day, as a boss lady, this seems to be a very good life.
Mainly come quickly, don't have to work!
"Okay." Ji Yang said she didn't return and said she was sealed. "Eight."
"Thank you." When Lu Ling reached out to take over, he touched his hand. Ji Yang shrank back like an electric shock. Yu Guang looked at Jiang Ling.
Seeing this, Lu Ling chuckled, and said very softly, "Leave."
Afraid of finding his wife? Wasn't she still thinking about opening a room with her? Suggestive words are not too rare, and I have no feelings for my wife?
Ji Yang's eyebrows twisted together, and came a sentence, "Did you pay?"
Lu Ling's face was stiff, she forgot, but she still asked her for the money? Didn't she just quietly give her a bill?
"Scan the code at the counter." Ji Yang pointed.
Jiang Ling also came over. Lu Ling couldn't help but walked over and looked at the avatar on the scan code payment. This is not Jiyang's account number.
Isn't that Jiang Ling's? She has seen this avatar on his phone.
"Fifteen sticks of puffs plus eight, twenty-three." Jiang Ling came over after setting the bread.
"Okay." Lu Ling took out his mobile phone and swept, and paid twenty-three as pain. These things were not what she wanted to buy. She didn't work, and every penny was pitted from the man.
Ji Yang didn't give her any more eyes, turned directly to the back kitchen, turned on the faucet, washed her hands several times, and looked disgusted.
The author has something to say: I really have this kind of person who cheats men to cheat red envelopes. Shopping for milk tea can make men red envelopes. Then the task of every day is to contact a large number of men and use them as a show. Capital, this role is not something Mier imagined / ω＼
Three is twelve. skbdowngg