It's hard for my elder sister. I rely on the mountains to farm and pay off my debts.

The little kids couldn't wait to come over and jumped around Song Zhi happily.

The lively atmosphere in the kitchen successfully attracted Wu and Yang, who were weaving hemp rope under the eaves.

Wu said with a smile on her face, "Your sister has made you something delicious again. Look how happy you are."

Each of the four people held a piece of shaqima in their hands and ate it with great joy.

Song Zhi also took two pieces of shaqima and asked the two to try it. "Grandma, Auntie, try it. This is a new food I tried."

Mrs. Wu took the shaqi ma from her granddaughter and looked at it carefully. The golden surface was dotted with sesame seeds, which looked very delicate.

She took a light bite, and immediately, her mouth was filled with sweetness and softness intertwined, making her eyes widen, "How can this food be made so soft!"

Seeing her mother-in-law's reaction, Yang took a bite out of curiosity. The crispy, soft, sweet and fragrant taste instantly spread in her mouth. Yang did not expect that the pastry would taste like this.

She asked curiously, "What's the name of this cake? I have a feeling it will be a big hit in a cake shop. It's even as good as the Jinyu Cake. It's soft and delicious, suitable for all ages."

"Actually, this pastry is very simple to make. It's similar to millet pastry, but the ingredients are different and the cooking method is slightly different."

After that, she told the two of them what she had just done.

"As for what to call this cake, since it looks golden in color, why not call it Golden Cake?"

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were stunned. "Isn't this a bad idea? Isn't this almost the same as our Jinyu Cake?"

Song Zhi tilted her head and thought for a moment. "How about calling it Golden Silk Cake? Look at this cake. When you bite into it, you can even stretch it into a thread. Isn't it very appropriate for this cake?"

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law looked at the pastries in their hands and were really impressed by what their granddaughter said.

"It's a good name, but Ah Zhi, this cake is so delicious, will it affect our Jinyu cake?"

Song Zhi smiled and said, "Grandma, everyone has different tastes. Some people like the soft and delicate texture of the Golden Jade Cake, while others like the crispy texture of the Golden Silk Cake."

"For example, one restaurant has delicious stewed meat, and another restaurant has delicious grilled lamb chops. Customers have different taste preferences, so they will naturally go to whichever restaurant suits their taste."

"The same goes for our Jinyu Cake and Jinsi Cake. Each has its own merits and can attract diners who like them."

"This will also promote healthy competition among the city's pastry shops, prompting them to constantly innovate."

"And this is also a good thing for me. Who knows, next time I come up with some new pastries, whether I collaborate with a pastry shop or sell them directly, I'll have more options."

The granddaughter said she would continue to research and develop pastries, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have no doubts about this at all.

Look, she thought of using malt sugar to fry millet crisps to make millet cake, and then extended it to using fried flour to make this golden silk cake.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were no longer surprised by whatever food their granddaughter cooked up.

But Wu was still a little worried. "But after all, you are still working with Shopkeeper Zhou. If you turn around and sell two more kinds of cakes to his rival, will Shopkeeper Zhou have any objections to you if he finds out?"

"Grandma, you underestimate Shopkeeper Zhou's generosity!"

"If he were smart, seeing that I could make not only Jinyu Cake but also two other cakes but didn't sell them to him, I would definitely be polite to him. If I could get a few more cake recipes from him, that would be even better!"

"From a business perspective, I'm only collaborating with him on Jinyu Cake, but that doesn't mean I can only work with Weiyuefang in the future!"

"Besides, selling the cake recipes and the Wang family shop was something I had already agreed with Miss Wang when their family was raided. I can't go back on my word, and I don't really want to."

Mrs. Wu carefully pondered her granddaughter's words and felt that they made a lot of sense.

Yes, we all run pastry shops, so who doesn’t want to make their shop more competitive?

If Shopkeeper Zhou is truly a visionary, he should understand that Ah Zhi's value is far more than just a recipe for Jinyu Cake.

Mrs. Wu nodded and said, "You're right. I was worrying too much."

"Grandma, don't worry. I'll be very low-key when I go to deliver cakes to Miss Wang tomorrow."

"Besides, this recipe was sold to the Wang family. They wish the cakes were made in-house, and they won't reveal the origin of the recipe to anyone. You can rest assured!"

Having said that, Wu completely put aside her worries. She took two more pieces of shaqima and handed them to Yang, "Give two pieces to them and their son as well."

Yang responded, took the cakes and went to the vegetable garden in the backyard.

Song Zhi also took a basket and filled it with several plates of millet crisps and handed them to the children who were chewing on shaqima.

"After you finish eating the cakes, take these plates of millet cakes to the clan leader's family and the clan elders who came to our house today."

Song Zhi didn't dare to show it too much, so she just asked her younger brothers to take the millet cakes and deliver them to each household.

When the children heard their elder sister's instructions, they stuffed themselves with shaqi ma in a few mouthfuls and went out with the basket.

Different from the gifts given to the elders, Song Zhi also left two kinds of pastries with her younger brothers before leaving.

Mrs. Wu looked at her granddaughter's actions curiously, "Where are you going?"

Song Zhi said mischievously, "Go and show your kindness to others." After that, she went out without explaining to her grandmother, carrying the food.