Master Qian had a million things he wanted to complain about, but Boss Chang's smile was too bright, so he suddenly asked after looking him up and down:
"Does Song Tan have honey now?"
Wow, when he went there, that Song guy was still so stingy, wouldn't say this, wouldn't share that. And now?
Isn't it all because he fell for Boss Chang's gullible and wealthy nature?
He immediately felt proud.
"Of course there's some!" Boss Chang couldn't hold it in any longer, grinning foolishly as he extended his index finger: "A thousand pounds! A whole thousand pounds!"
Oh my gosh! It was agreed that honey would be supplied gradually from April to May, but it didn't stop him from being happy in March. In no time, he had come up with seven or eight plans for how to make desserts and set prices.
Master Qian, being the chef that he was, furrowed his brow slightly in thought:
