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The Mid-Autumn Festival is just around the corner. In this era, it seems that there is no tradition of eating mooncakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival; it is simply a time for family reunion.

"Husband, what fun thing have you made this time?"

When Zhou Wu returned from outside with that wooden box, Li Baiwei thought he had made something interesting again.

"Oh, I made some mooncake molds."

What are mooncake molds?

Mooncakes didn't exist in this era, so Li Baiwei naturally didn't know what mooncake molds were.

"A type of food, specifically eaten during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Oh, is it delicious?"

Upon hearing that it was food, not only did Li Baiwei perk up, but Yang Chun and Hongdou also became interested.

"I think it's alright, it's mainly about the atmosphere."

Zhou Wu doesn't like eating mooncakes. He used to eat one or two just because of the Mid-Autumn Festival atmosphere.

Therefore, Zhou Wu decided to make them himself this time, and he was determined to make delicious mooncakes, unlike the kind he made in his previous life that were just for the occasion.

"Brother Zhou, can we do it together?"

Yang Chun loves cooking the most. Whenever Zhou Wu has a new recipe, she will pester him until she learns it.

"of course."

Upon hearing this, Li Baiwei and Hongdou also joined in.

Mooncakes, also known as moon cakes, harvest cakes, reunion cakes, etc., are one of the foods eaten by Han people during the Mid-Autumn Festival. They were originally used for sacrificial rites, but later gradually evolved into one of the foods eaten during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Zhou Wu wasn't interested in the various kinds of mooncakes from his previous life; the only ones he could eat were the most traditional ones with red bean paste or sesame filling.

Although Zhou Wu only liked to eat mooncakes with red bean paste and sesame filling, he also prepared many other fillings.

Which of these ingredients tastes best?

"It depends on the individual. Let's all order some so everyone can try some."

"Ah."

As the mooncakes were turned out of the mold one by one, their exquisite shapes immediately aroused the curiosity and interest of the girls.

"So beautiful."

"It's so exquisite, I almost don't want to eat it."

The pastries of this era were limited to just a few varieties: mung bean cake, and various other cakes. They were mostly square in shape, and their taste was even worse.

So when the first batch of mooncakes came out of the oven, everyone tried one and praised them highly.

"Mine is red bean paste, it's so delicious."

"Mmm, my sesame seeds smell really good, you should try some."

"Mine is a mixed nut flavor, and the taste can vary a lot."

Zhou Wu also tried one, and whether it was because he hadn't eaten it in a long time or because the materials in this world lacked technology and ruthlessness, he actually thought it was pretty good.

"It's delicious, really delicious! Let's make more and share some with everyone."

"Okay."

. . . . . . . . . .

All the key figures in the South China Sea, including Wu Tianji and Jin Xier, received mooncakes from Zhou Wu.

At first, everyone thought it was just an ordinary pastry, but after eating one, they all had the same expression as Li Baiwei and the others, saying that they had never eaten such a delicious pastry before.

With the Mid-Autumn Festival approaching, there's a lot of gift-giving and social interaction, and the reputation of mooncakes has gradually spread.

"Sir, there's still some time before the Mid-Autumn Festival. Why don't we open a mooncake workshop? It would provide some employment opportunities for the South China Sea and also make some money."

Benboer came running at the slightest sound of movement. He had also received the mooncakes. Such delicious pastries made him think of opening a workshop immediately.

“Good idea. Although mooncakes are very seasonal, that was in the past. In this era, the habit of eating mooncakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival has not yet been formed. There are not many kinds of pastries, so they can be consumed as everyday pastries.”

Zhou Wu agreed with Benbo'er's suggestion.

Moreover, in the past, the people of Dalong couldn't even get enough to eat, so pastries were a luxury for ordinary families. But things are different now. Dalong has basically solved the problem of food and clothing. After that, people will raise their requirements for the quality of life, and things like pastries are no longer unimaginable luxuries.

Ordinary people occasionally buy a little to satisfy their cravings and appease their children, while families with slightly better financial conditions keep it on hand to entertain guests—it's a good choice for both.

"Sir, do you know how to make some other kinds of pastries? The more varieties you have, the higher your sales will be."

Benboer dared to make demands of Zhou Wu more than once, but every time he made a request to Zhou Wu, it was for the sake of Nanhai City, so Zhou Wu would generally try his best to meet Benboer's demands.

"Don't worry about that, I'm good at cooking."

Although Zhou Wu had never done many of these things before, he couldn't resist the temptation to read all sorts of books when he was in school because he was poor. All sorts of cookbooks taught him how to cook, and at noon he was just looking at pictures of food to satisfy his hunger.

For the next few days, Zhou Wu stayed at the mansion with Yang Chun. Don't overthink it; they were just studying various pastries together.

Zhou Wu had theoretical knowledge, and Yang Chun had practical skills. With the two of them working together, they actually managed to create a few things.

"This sachima is a little sweet."

The taste of Sachima was very novel to Yang Chun, but it seemed a bit too sweet.

"Sweeter is better; it tastes better when it's sweet."

However, Zhou Wu felt it was just right. This is a typical case of pleasing everyone, but he believed that children would definitely like it.

. . . . . .

Benbo not only opened a pastry workshop, but also a shop in the most bustling area, which was full of new-style pastries created by Zhou Wu.

Today is the opening day of the pastry shop, and Zhou Wu came in person to show his support, hoping that the pastry shop would be an instant success.

"Lan Kwai Fong, that's a nice name."

Benbo'er's face lit up with a big smile when he saw the name Zhou Wu had personally chosen for the pastry shop.

The gongs and drums were indispensable, and after the excitement, the people who came to support the event would naturally go in and buy something.

Since it's a pastry shop, the tasting session definitely can't be bad; this novel approach is sure to catch everyone's eye.

That's true. If you don't let people try food they've never seen before, how will they know if it's good or not?

The pastries were already a new style, and with the option to sample them, the pastries at Lan Kwai Fong were immediately snapped up.

"Boss, there's nothing left!"

"Boss, hurry up and pack some of each for me."

"I guess I just tried it, how come it's gone as soon as I turned around?"

Some slow-moving customers turned around and saw that the shelves were already empty, and immediately started complaining.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please be patient. I will send someone to pick up the goods right away. Please wait a moment."

The manager of Lan Kwai Fong immediately sent someone to the workshop to get the goods. Fortunately, the workshop was not far away, but he didn't know if the workshop had enough goods to sell today.

Although Zhou Wu and Benbo'er had anticipated that business in Lan Kwai Fong might be decent, they hadn't expected it to be this good. The shop was sold out as soon as it opened, and there were still many customers outside who hadn't even come in yet.