The Group’s Favorite Cute Baby is One and a Half Years Old

 Chapter 160, making snacks in competition

The ladies saw that she still had something to do and asked angrily, "What else do you want to do? Tell them all!"

Sister Ying pointed to the mat and said, "Well, give me a new one."

Ms. Lin gritted her teeth angrily, "I know, I'll change it for you tomorrow!"

 After saying that, he threw away his sleeves angrily and left.

After everyone was gone, Sister Ying raised her lips and led Sister Yang back.

Sister Yang was impressed all the way and asked her, "Sister, if they don't agree to apologize to you, do you really have to wear those dirty clothes and go home?"

Sister Ying nodded, "Yes, we are new here anyway, so it seems they are bullying us."

 When the news gets out, it will be the prefect’s family who are really embarrassed.

Especially today, the dirty business of making chicken blood is really embarrassing to officials.

 Miss Lin’s family thought she was so bold because she didn’t dare to speak out.

 Otherwise, any other little girl would probably be angry and cry.

Sister Yang was very impressed and said, "Sister, your skills are almost as good as those of foxes who have lived for thousands of years."

 No wonder those wealthy ladies cannot get any advantage from my sister.

Sister Yang looked at her sister's beautiful profile and secretly swore that she would become an old fox like her sister in the future.

Sister Ying:…

It does not make sense.

 On the second day.

Sister Ying and Sister Yang went to the women's college together. As soon as they came in, the rich ladies looked at her with disgust, but said nothing.

Perhaps things happened like that yesterday, so they won't be teasing her in the short term.

 At noon, the girls shared the table together for dinner and snacks.

Sister Ying and Sister Yang sat together, while the other ladies were eating and talking next to them.

“Hey, have you heard? Recently, a young and promising boss has appeared in one of the top ten trading firms.”

“It is said that the boss is more handsome than Pan An, and he is from the capital.”

Perhaps the royal family and nobles live in the capital, so everyone is inexplicably yearning for the capital.

At this time, I heard that the handsome boss came from the capital, and the ladies were all curious about what he looked like.

One of the ladies said, "I heard that the boss's surname is Murong Xiang. We rarely have this surname here."

After hearing this, the other ladies became excited and said, "Yes, maybe this surname belongs to a wealthy family in the capital."

The people here are civilized and the girls are not shy at all when discussing men, but are very bold.

The young lady from Magistrate Lin’s family looked back at Sister Ying and asked her, “Hey, have you ever heard of the surname Murong?”

Sister Ying ate the lotus paste buns and shook her head. "No."

  She was not interested in those and only focused on eating her own snacks.

The snacks that Sister Ying brings every day are very exquisite, especially after they are heated, they are very fragrant.

 At first, everyone rejected her and would not ask what she eats.

Now I no longer argue with her, but instead I am curious about her snacks.

“Miss Liang, what kind of snacks do you bring every day? Why haven’t I seen them before?”

Of course Sister Ying said, "It is uniquely created by our family."

The concubine of Magistrate Lin’s family said disdainfully, “Original? It’s not a snack from your hometown, right? You’ll get pockmarked if you lie.”

Sister Yang was angry when she heard this and retorted, "We don't have to lie, it's just a small snack. Is it possible that you still don't know how to do it?"

The concubine was choked by her little brat. She felt humiliated and said angrily, "I am a prefecture lady. I want to make some snacks. I am not poor and cannot afford to eat, so I have to make them myself."

Sister Yang was not afraid after hearing this, but argued with her.

"This has nothing to do with being poor or not. Being able to make snacks is a skill. Don't tell me you can't. I'm only six years old and I can do it."

These words are full of provocation.

The concubine was really unhappy after hearing this.

 “Who can’t? I just don’t bother to do it.”

Sister Yang chuckled, "Who knows? If you have the skills, let's compare the snacks we made." The other young ladies looked at each other.

 “Compared to making snacks?”

This is quite interesting.

Several ladies were eager to try.

“Okay, maybe we haven’t competed for a long time, so why don’t we make some snacks for the competition tomorrow?”

After hearing this, the daughter-in-law of the prefect Lin’s family snorted and did not deny it, which meant she acquiesced.

So a few little girls started chattering about what snacks they should make.

The concubine saw that the matter was settled immediately, and she also wanted to rub the spirit of this little girl Sister Yang.

So she angrily said to Sister Yang, "Okay, let's compete. If you lose then, don't blame me for bullying you."

Sister Yang is not afraid of her. "I agreed in advance that I have to do it myself and cannot ask the maid to help, otherwise I will get pockmarks."

"you."

Sister Yang raised her chin, "What? Do you dare to compete?"

 Lin's concubine, "Bi is bi."

So, the dessert making competition was finalized.

 Go back in the evening.

 A group of little girls began to make snacks.

 When the adults at home asked about it, they said it was a small competition in the college.

Everyone is very serious, and they actually don’t let the maids help, and only let the cook give guidance.

 On the second day.

 The ladies happily brought over the snacks they had made.

 Then let the ladies comment.

They put the snacks on the same white plate one by one and let the ladies eat with their eyes closed to see whose one is the most delicious.

Sister Ying thought this was quite interesting, so she said, "It's not interesting to just let the lady eat it. Let's eat it ourselves blindfolded, and then vote anonymously. Whoever gets the most votes will win."

As soon as everyone heard this, they immediately felt the desire to win or lose.

 The ladies first covered their eyes, took a sip of the snacks on the table, and then voted anonymously.

 Because there is no name written on the snacks, everyone does not know who made them, so they can only vote based on their feelings.

 When we arrived at Sister Ying's and Sister Yang's dim sum, everyone tasted it and immediately thought it was delicious.

Sister Ying specially made taro buns. After they are heated, they are so fragrant that it makes people drool.

　After everyone ate it, they all felt it was delicious.

They all know each other well and know that the other's craftsmanship is not that good. They immediately knew that the taro buns were made by Sister Ying.

So they all turned away from Sister Ying.

When Sister Ying saw this, she said, "If you deliberately vote against your will, I will not bring you taro buns in the future."

 After hearing this, several little girls were so greedy that they chose Sister Ying.

 The final voting results came out, and of course Sister Ying and Sister Yang won.

When the concubine of the Lin family saw this, she was very disdainful.

  She said harshly, "It's amazing how you can make snacks, isn't it?"

Sister Ying said of course, "Is it so difficult to recognize other people's strengths?"

“For example, your fingers are long and white, and I think they look good. What’s wrong with admitting this? Is it interesting to belittle others?”

Concubine Lin suddenly blushed at her compliment and said, "You."

 You haven't been able to say a word for a long time.

Finally, she looked down at her white fingers and felt that this little girl was quite good at telling the truth, so she just didn't want to be as knowledgeable as her.

Lin's daughter-in-law saw that the concubine was so useless and she bought her off with a kind word, so she snorted coldly. "useless!"

 (End of this chapter)