The Petite Wife of An Eighties' Villainous Big-Shot

Chapter 27: The Prodigal Daughter

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Listening to her words, the corner of Qi Jingshu’s mouth began to twitch uncontrollably.

However, he was convinced by Qi Mianmian’s righteous words.

Smiling, he nodded. “Alright, then. I wish you success, Mianmian. When you get rich in the future, and can afford to eat meat, I hope you can save some broth for this uncle of yours.”

Qi Mianmian smiled amusedly. “Of course. I hope that when the time comes, you won’t complain that broth is inferior to meat.”

Qi Jingshu was speechless.

This girl had a sharp tongue. Her words were airtight.

It seemed that this tigress of a girl had merely been hibernating in the past.

Now that she was roused, he had to be more careful when interacting with her. Otherwise, he might end up worse off than before.

It didn’t take long for Qi Yang’s blood sugar levels to be tested. Seeing that the results of the examination were in accordance with what Qi Mianmian had said, and that they could still rush back to work, Qi Jingtang and Wan Meiling hurriedly took Qi Yang back home to Qi Mianmian, then the two of them rushed off to the factory.

They actually wanted to stay at home and have a good chat with Qi Mianmian about Qi Yang’s illness. However, if they missed a day of work, not only would they be deducted a day’s worth of wages, but they would also miss out on the full attendance bonus. They couldn’t bear to do so.

The aura Qi Yang gave off now was very different from before.

Previously, he had always thought of himself as a sickly person. He felt inferior, timid, weak, and sorrowful most of the time.

He was still timid, but his inferiority complex and sorrow were gone.

Holding his hand, Qi Mianmian led him into the room, then took off his shoes and placed them by the bed. She sat him down, then handed him five pieces of White Rabbit Milk Candy. “In the future, eat one piece every morning, okay? During meals, try to eat till you’re full as well.”

Qi Yang was a little over four years old. Usually, he was extremely introverted, but his eyes were clear and sharp. Just by looking, one could tell that he was a bright child. He nodded. “Okay.”

With that, he handed Qi Mianmian a piece of candy. “Third Sister, have some too.”

He then crawled over to Qi Tian and handed her one as well. “Big Sister, have some too.”

Qi Mianmian found herself speechless.

How could her younger brother be so cute?

…

In the afternoon, after eating the delicious dumplings made with chives and two kinds of flour, Qi Mianmian and Qi Zhen began to make bread and cakes.

Her family’s kitchen was small. Kneading the dough, beating the eggs, adding the sugar… All of this was done in the courtyard.

Elderly Lady Qi, who was making matchboxes, felt her heart skip a beat.

She berated rudely, “Why are you using so much sugar and so many eggs? Mianmian, are you sure this will work? If it doesn’t, it’ll be such a waste!”

Usually, she couldn’t even bear to eat one egg or take one sip of sugar solution. Yet today Qi Mianmian had beaten more than ten eggs into the flour in one go, and even added quite a few taels of sugar. Although the ingredients weren’t bought with her money, her heart still couldn’t take it.

Qi Mianmian smiled. “Would you believe me if I said that it would work? Don’t worry, the cake batter doesn’t need to ferment. You’ll know the results very soon.”

As the business was just starting out, it was not advisable to make anything too high-end. Qi Mianmian decided to make simple round cakes and round loaves of bread.

There were two kinds of cakes: those with raisins and those without, and there were two kinds of bread as well: those with bean paste and those without.

There were a total of four items.

She chose to take the path of low margins but quick returns.

When the demand grew and their brand became more well-known, she would increase the variety of goods depending on the situation. They could even offer custom-made items for higher-end customers.

In less than an hour, the first batch of cakes was fully baked.

The freshly baked cake was a little sticky. It was best to let it cool for a while.

After putting the second batch into the oven, Qi Mianmian saw that the first batch of cakes was just about ready. She and Qi Zhen each tried one, and after confirming that it was a success, she put the cakes away in a clean shallow basket that she had prepared a long time in advance. She got Qi Zhen to carry the basket back to their bedroom, and she brought three cakes to the people in the courtyard who were making matchboxes.

“It was a great success. Everyone, come and try it.”

She handed one cake each to Elderly Lady Qi, Zhao Xiulian, and Qi Shan. Before they could react, she went back into the house holding the empty plate, ready to get back to work.

The three of them were momentarily speechless.