Jiang Zhou released Wen Yan and adjusted his collar before approaching Lu Xiangxi. He was surprised when Lu Xiangxi handed him the bracelet and explained that he wanted to pledge it to learn from Jiang Zhou.

Jiang Zhou tried to refuse, explaining that he was willing to hand over the business without the need for such a gesture. He also mentioned the bonuses that Lu Xiangxi would receive.

In the midst of their conversation, Wen Yan emerged from the house, looking much more composed than he had been earlier. He emphasized to Lu Xiangxi that accepting the business came with its advantages, including the potential profits, and that there was no need for him to be overly polite.

Wen Yan even tried to return the bracelet to Lu Xiangxi.

Lu Xiangxi, touched by their kindness and generosity, bowed and expressed his gratitude. He agreed to the arrangement and promised to come over in the evenings to learn how to make sponge cakes.

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After Lu Xiangxi left, Jiang Zhou turned his attention to Wen Yan and pinned him against the wall, then bit him bitterly.

“Jiang Zhou? What?”

Wen Yan was stimulated by the hot breath and sighed with a goosebumps all over his body, “I’m sorry, I was wrong.” He said with a trembling voice.

“What is wrong?” Jiang Zhou asked in a dull voice.

Wen Yan took initiative to kiss him, “Mm… it should be Zhou ge-ge.”

“Yes.”

“Zhou ge-ge. ”

“Mmm.”

“Zhou ge-ge.”

Wen Yan’s voice broke away from the milky voice of childhood. It was a little clearer, but the tone was soft, and it sounded like he was coquettish.

Jiang Zhou felt itchy in his heart when he was called by him, but he didn’t dare to touch Wen Yan’s body. He could only put his fingers in his hair, comb his hair over and over again, rub the tips of his hair, and grind his hair as hard as he could.

His lips seemed to be absorbing warmth from Wen Yan’s lips, and finally he let go of Wen Yan, whose breath was short and his whole body was weak, and he sighed with satisfaction: “So good.”

Wen Yan was trembling and glared at him with fake anger.

But this glance was very cute with watery eyes, showing an angry little cat which made Jiang Zhou laughed in a low voice.

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The next morning, Jiang Zhou borrowed Uncle Zhang’s ox cart to move his oden pot to Uncle Yu’s boat.

He had made it clear to Uncle Yu about the sponge cake. Uncle Yu had no objection about which person made the sponge cake. As long as he could sell it again, he didn’t care. He was actually very happy to see Jiang Zhou’s success and attempts in a new business.

In fact, Jiang Zhou had considered whether to sell oden in the boat but the pot was heavy and difficult to handle, someone needed to guard it in case something bad might happen.

He told Uncle Yu this and the man only laughed at him, “You kid, why are you talking about this?”

At that time, Jiang Zhou just finished moving the pot into the boat, he was panting and leaning against the boat to catch his breath. His body had turned really weak since that traveler came. He needed to build his body again.

After listening to Uncle Yu’s reply, he smiled and looked around the scenery on the ride, “I treat people with sincerity and I must be sincere when doing business. People say there is no father and son in business world. Even the relationship between relatives couldn’t be too close. But I think it’s too miserable, Uncle Yu, I think I could trust you.”

Uncle Yu carefully listened to him and repeated the word sincerity, “That’s right. Isn’t that what you want? You have to survive; you are more responsible than another person. It wasn’t easy for other to trust people. But you have a good heart.”

Jiang Zhou shook his head not quite recognizing his heart. It wasn’t like he wasn’t innocent but he felt he wasn’t good enough. Wen Yan had suffered a lot from here, pain and grievance. He must slowly win Wen Yan’s heart again.

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There were many early risers in the town. Those who had bought sponge cakes from Jiang Zhou stall, took initiative to say hello to him.

“Hey, Jiang Da, are you here to sell sponge cake?” but the man was surprised to see a pot behind Jiang Zhou, “Hey, what is this? Where is your steamer?”

Jiang Zhou didn’t rush to light his fire and chatted with him for a while, “I changed my business. I think you guys would like it too.”

The man was a regular from Jiang Zhou’s cakes. He remembered the sweet taste of the cakes and was a little regretful, “Why don’t you make them again? I haven’t eaten enough yet.”

Jiang Zhou smiled, “It’s not that I won’t make it. Someone else will make them, they will sell it in a few days.”

People were surprised, “It will be done by someone else? Will the taste stay the same?”

Jiang Zhou nodded, “I guarantee. It’s exactly the same recipe.”

Everyone was relieved but they thought again. Didn’t Jiang Zhou mean he gave the recipe for someone else??

They didn’t know how much money he got from the recipe, but looking at the popularity from sponge cakes, he knew it was something that could feed family for several generations.

Jiang Zhou had given it away? They saw Jiang Zhou smiling and saying nothing, they could only sigh.

A man looked at Jiang Zhou’s stall and became a little curious, he sat down boldly and said, “Give me one piece of this!”

Jiang Zhou said, “Yes.” Then flicked the charcoal with his hands.

He entered the base into the pot and lit it, “Wait a moment.”

Not long after, the hot soup was rolling around and a strong fragrance swept through the road along with the morning wind.