But this time, after taking a small bite, the biscuits were eaten, and the crumbs in the palm of the hand were poured into the mouth.

After eating it all, I was a little embarrassed, "Look at me like this, it's really funny."

"Xiaoji, why didn't you sell it on the street earlier if you have this skill." Sister-in-law licked her lower lip, looking quite aftertaste, "When are you going to sell it, I will definitely buy some for my second dog to taste. ."

Ergou is the cheap name of Niu's sister-in-law's son.

Ji Wei smiled and said, "No hurry."

He has this plan, but the cost of making biscuits is slightly higher, so he has to think about it.

Sister-in-law was embarrassed by Liu Yimian's gaze, she turned around and pointed at the gate of the courtyard and said, "There are still many people at the gate. What are you all doing, your arms are showing!"

When her voice fell, other women hiding by the door appeared in twos and threes. They heard the conversation clearly outside, and they kept praising Jiwei's skill when they came.

Ji Wei is also not stingy. If he wants to do dessert business in the future, he must open up the market and make people accept it. Now, taking the opportunity, let them try more, and promote more after the fact, it is also to build momentum for him, but it is not free advertising.

So he is very generous.

The yard was not too big, with seven or eight women crowded, chattering and lively, and it actually attracted everyone passing by.

A plate of baked cookies is only about thirty pieces.

It was simply not worth a few yuan per person for a group of people, and they were quickly eaten up.

In addition, Ji Weijie's name was in the front, everyone got his favor, and they were not at ease. They tried their best to praise his craftsmanship, almost blowing him out of a flower.

After everyone had dissipated, Liu Yimian ran to the gate of the courtyard and fastened the door to prevent anyone from coming.

"Brother Ji, you are really going to be famous." Liu Yimian was a little excited. From the moment he stepped into the gate of Ji's house, Ji Wei only had a bad reputation and never had the slightest good reputation.

Now that the situation has suddenly improved, how can you make him unhappy?

Ji Wei was very calm, "What is this? You are too happy too early."

After all the butter and cheese biscuits were baked and dried, Ji Wei took a piece of oiled paper that usually sells cake fillings, spread it out on the table, then folded the biscuits into a square layer by layer, and finally wrapped the oiled paper on top. Tie a thin red rope.

It looks just like the one bought in the store outside, and it is very delicate.

"Brother Ji, are you going to take this as a gift?" Liu Yimian's eyes widened, inexplicably disappointed.

"I'll give you the rest of the pieces. If you want to eat it in the future, tell your brother, and he will cook it for you." Ji Wei pulled Liu Yimian over, rubbed it in his arms, and said with a smile, "Do you still remember? Those bricks and earth before this, right?"

Liu Yimian nodded.

"After all, I got it from Zhang's family. It's right to say thank you." Ji Wei held up the oiled paper bag in his hand. "The Zhang family is a big family in the town, and it is necessary to have a good relationship with them."

Liu Yimian was immediately ashamed of the loss just now, and said: "Brother Ji, go, it will be late in a while. I will cook at home and wait for you to come back."

Ji Wei waved goodbye to Liu Yimian, and hummed a tune all the way to West Second Lane.

Although the Zhang family is a big family in the town and is very close to the Ji family, the two have never been in contact with each other. In addition to knowing that the Zhang family's business is doing very well, Ji Wei knows very little about the Zhang family.

In front of Zhang's house, the door was closed.

Ji Wei clicked the copper ring, and after a while, he heard footsteps coming from behind the door.

"Who is-"

"Ji Wei in Xiaxi Lane, come to visit Mr. Zhang."

The door creaked open, showing a face that was still young. Seeing Ji Wei, he was disgusted, "What are you doing here? The Zhang family doesn't welcome you!"

Ji Wei was not annoyed, and his attitude was still gentle, "I'm here to thank Mr. Zhang."

The young man who was watching the door was about to close the door. Ji Wei moved faster than him. He ducked and stuck in the crack of the door, holding the door against him to keep him from closing it.

"You rascal! This is the Zhang family, what do you think? Our master has friendship with the county magistrate. If you are careful, he will catch you and put you in jail!" The young servant threatened in a vicious voice.

Ji Wei didn't eat his set, and frowned slightly, "Since you are here to open the door, you should pass it on for me, instead of making rude remarks. you."

The little servant felt guilty for a while when he heard the words, and wanted to say something more.

A loud shout suddenly came from behind: "I told you to open the door, what are you doing there!"

Ji Wei's shoulders strained, and the servant was pushed back a few steps by him, and naturally entered Zhang's house.

The housekeeper Zhang Quan came over with his hands behind his back, and when he saw Ji Wei, his face changed suddenly, "Why did you put him in!"

The little servant cried and said, "Housekeeper, I didn't put him in, it was the bully who forcibly broke the door. I-I can't stop it—"

After saying that, he dodged behind the housekeeper and looked at Ji Wei timidly.

"Next Ji Wei, I want to meet Mr. Zhang to thank him for the gift he gave earlier, and ask the housekeeper to pass it on on his behalf." Ji Wei clasped his fists, bent over, and gave a salute.

Zhang Quan didn't like Ji Wei, but as a housekeeper, he knew the etiquette.

Immediately, with a cold face, the servant asked Ji Wei to watch him, and left quickly to inform him.

Chapter 16

Zhang Quan reappeared, with obvious reluctance on his face, but he still made a gesture of invitation, "Come with me."

After bringing Ji Wei to the hall, he asked the maid next to him to make tea. Zhang Quan explained, "Master just woke up from a nap, you may have to wait in the hall for a while."

Ji Wei didn't care, and looked around the Zhang family.

From the outside, can't understand how rich this family is. In the meantime, looking at the paintings on the wall, the delicate vases placed on the table at will, showing the solidity of the Zhang family everywhere.

It didn't take long for the maid to appear holding a plate.

On the side of Ji Wei's hand, put the petal-shaped sweet-scented osmanthus cake and a cup of steaming tea.