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Seeing her classmates so satisfied, Shen Qingjiao smiled sweetly.

"Students, if you buy a Jiangxiang cake, you will have a chance to get a free lemon tea. First come, first served, while stocks last."

Hearing the stall owner’s generosity, the students were so excited that they almost went crazy and quickly expressed their opinions.

"I'll buy it! I'll buy it!"

“I’ll buy two!”

"I want three!"

Shen Qingjiao was very satisfied with the students' "generous donations" and reminded them, "Please line up and don't fight or grab."

She brought the lemon tea from home.

Because my second brother recently won an infringement lawsuit for a beverage factory, the owner of the beverage factory was very satisfied and sent a lot of boxes of lemon black tea over.

Seeing that there were so many drinks at home and her three brothers didn't like to drink much, Shen Qingjiao simply brought them to school and asked her classmates to help share the burden.

In the stall next to it.

What Feng Ruoya sells is lemonade.

There were a few customers in front of her stall, but when they heard that the stall next to her was offering free lemon black tea when they bought a sauce-flavored cake, they were all stunned.

The lemonade here costs five yuan a cup, while the sauce-flavored cake next door costs eight yuan for a large portion, and comes with lemon black tea. The one next door is definitely more cost-effective.

So they all ran to Shen Qingjiao's stall.

Just like that, all of Feng Ruoya's customers ran away.

Feng Ruoya was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but she could do nothing but continue shouting at other students passing by.

At the same time, through word of mouth among classmates, Shen Qingjiao's sauce-flavored cake became more and more famous.

Even foreign students come here to study.

After tasting the sauce-flavored pancakes made by Shen Qingjiao, they were so amazed that they offered their own things to exchange with her for five servings of the pancakes.

So, the heroine successfully exchanged a piece of sauce-flavored pancake for a kilogram of Spanish ham slices from a foreign student whose home country was the "Bullfighting Kingdom".

Fifteen minutes later, she traded a portion of sauce-flavored pancake for two kilograms of premium cherries from an international student whose home country was "the country far away."

Half an hour later, she traded one sauce-flavored pancake for ten seafood pizzas from an international student whose home country is the "country of wine"...

In response to the enthusiasm of foreign friends, Shen Qingjiao promised that in the next month, she would take time to give each of them ten more portions of sauce-flavored cakes.

The foreign friends were so excited that they almost went crazy, and expressed their gratitude to Shen Qingjiao in stiff Chinese.

“Very cool!”

"Thank you!"

"awesome!"

After delivering the sauce-flavored pancakes to foreign friends, Shen Qingjiao discovered that only a quarter of the dough and sauce were left, and she had to make some new ones immediately.

Just then, she saw Zhou Xingyuan helping her maintain order at the stall with a serious face.

Shen Qingjiao immediately came up with an idea and called out, "Brother Zhou, can you please help me make a sauce? I need to make the dough and don't have time to make the sauce."

Seeing Jiaojiao taking the initiative to assign him a task, Zhou Xingyuan was overjoyed and immediately agreed, "No problem."

Shen Qingjiao took out an electric blender and some side dishes, but at this moment, she found that there was still one onion missing and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that she looked troubled, Zhou Xingyuan quickly asked.

"There's a missing onion. This is a problem. We can't make the sauce." Shen Qingjiao sighed.

Zhou Xingyuan came up with a plan, "It doesn't matter, I'm very familiar with the cafeteria auntie, I'll go find her right away and borrow an onion."

"Is it okay?" Shen Qingjiao asked in surprise.

"Of course!" Zhou Xingyuan nodded.

The kitchen aunt liked him very much and would always serve him a lot of food. When he wasn't paying attention, she liked to touch his hands.

Therefore, recently he has tried his best to avoid going to that aunt to get food.

But now Jiaojiao is facing a crisis. In order to help Jiaojiao solve the problem, what does it matter if he sells his looks a little?

Duan Shaoting, who had just returned from selling sauce-flavored biscuits, saw this scene with a gloomy look in his eyes.

Why did she look for Zhou Xingyuan instead of him?

He's in a bad mood right now.

After thinking for a while, he found a classmate next to him and said, "Can you help me buy something at the school supermarket? I'll transfer 100 yuan to you."

Then, Duan Shaoting whispered the name of that item.

The classmate's eyes lit up, this was really a super good deal.

He nodded immediately and ran to the school supermarket.

After a while, Zhou Xingyuan came back with two onions in his hand and handed them to Shen Qingjiao.

Shen Qingjiao took it, took a look, and nodded with a smile, "The onion is very fresh, not bad."

Hearing this, Zhou Xingyuan's mouth curled up slightly.

Even though his hands were pinched by the kitchen aunt and left several bright red marks, he felt it was worth it.

Zhou Xingyuan cut all the side dishes given by Shen Qingjiao and put them into the blender.

After closing the lid, he was about to press the electric button, but he couldn't find it. Then he realized that the blender was manual.

Many colons popped up in Zhou Xingyuan’s mind.

He just remembered that Jiaojiao gave him an electric mixer, so how could it be a hand mixer?

Over there, Shen Qingjiao started to cook the sauce. Seeing Zhou Xingyuan standing still, she hurriedly urged, "Brother Zhou, hurry up!"

Zhou Xingyuan could only suppress the doubts in his heart and resigned himself to pulling the ring of the hand mixer, making a "sizzling" sound.

Shen Qingjiao put bean paste, soybean paste and tomato sauce into the pot and stirred it constantly with a spatula.

She took the time to look at Zhou Xingyuan, but was shocked to find that he was actually using a hand mixer!!!

Shen Qingjiao couldn't help but get angry, "You have an electric one but you don't use it, you go buy a hand-pulled one, are you sick???"

Zhou Xingyuan was stunned by the scolding and said hesitantly, "But there is only this hand mixer on the table."

Shen Qingjiao also felt a little strange when he said this, "I clearly gave you an electric mixer."

Duan Shaoting appeared in time and pointed to the table behind Shen Qingjiao with a smile, "The electric mixer is there."

Zhou Xingyuan glared at Duan Shaoting, then quickly went to get the electric mixer to mix the side dishes.

He finally understood why the electric blender turned into a manual blender. It must have been Duan Shaoting's doing.

He caused Jiaojiao to scold him. What a sinister villain!

School gate.

As soon as Shen Junchen got off the car, he hurried to the stall location.

Fortunately, there were no problems with the advertising shoot over the past two days, so he was able to return to school safely to cheer up his little sister.

He was only halfway there when someone called his name.

"Brother Chen!"

Shen Junchen turned his head and saw that it was Ye Siyu.

He snorted coldly and continued to walk forward without paying any attention to the other party.

Ye Siyu had no choice but to jog behind Shen Junchen.

Soon, Shen Junchen arrived at Shen Qingjiao's stall. Looking at the long line in front of the stall, he couldn't help feeling a sense of pride.

His little sister is really amazing. Even a simple sauce-flavored pancake can attract so many diners.

Shen Junchen stepped forward quickly and waved to Shen Qingjiao, "Business is good!"

Seeing her third brother coming to show his support, Shen Qingjiao smiled and handed him a portion of sauce-flavored cake and a box of lemon black tea, "Here!"

The rich aroma of noodles and sauce made Shen Junchen's stomach almost burst with greed.

He stuffed a big mouthful into his mouth without caring about his image. After chewing a few times, his black eyes were filled with amazed little stars, "It's delicious!"