This made Zhao Tianhai's eyes light up. Isn't this a ready-made pastry chef?
His mother has this skill, so he doesn't need to find a master chef for now.
"Laosan, I'm going to the city to check on the machines."
Zhao Tianhai suddenly felt motivated.
His mother could make some cookies for him to sell.
"Mom, tell me what you need to make cookies, and I'll go buy it."
Mrs. Zhao gave Zhao Tianhai a wary look, "Don't smile at me, it's creepy."
Once she said this, Zhao Tianhai almost couldn't hold back his laughter.
What is his mother doing?
"Mom, I heard from Laosan that you can bake. I would like to temporarily hire you as the pastry chef for our food processing factory. Don't worry, you'll be official, and the monthly salary will be decent."
Pastry chef?
"I just learned from books, and I can only make a few things."
Can make several things?
This instantly filled Zhao Tianhai with confidence.
