The pastries in the small bundle were not just of one kind, but several. However, Yuan Bao only recognized rose pastries, plum blossom scented cakes, pea rolls, and little peach pastries, which she had eaten at the Wei Mansion. As for the remaining pastries, Yuan Bao hadn't tried them before, so naturally, she couldn't name them.
But whatever they're called, as long as they taste good, that's what matters.
Old Yuan and Mrs. Zeng watched Yuan Bao cheerfully and said, "Jiaojiao, go ahead and eat, Grandpa (Grandma) isn't hungry right now!"
Although there was a variety of pastries, the quantity of each was small, and they weren't large in size.
To the elderly couple, these were specifically for Yuan Bao as snacks, and they wouldn't compete for them.
"Grandpa, Grandma, you should try some!"
"These are really delicious!"
"Much better than what we can buy from the pastry shop!"
"Come on, have some, have some!"
