The sweet aroma of egg tarts and cake was relatively strong, especially when they were being baked. It was not an exaggeration to say that the fragrance could reach ten miles away.
The few men could still control themselves as they were not particularly fond of sweet food. Although they thought the smell was fragrant, they did not drool over it embarrassingly.
On the other hand, Cheng Xiuqin and Qin Xueru were not as calm as the men. They followed the scent to the kitchen and asked eagerly, "Yanyan, what delicious food are you making? Why is it so fragrant? Is it going to be done soon?"
"It's done! These are egg tarts. Here, you can eat it first while it is hot. The egg tarts will not be crispy when the crust is cold. I will save the large cake for you, and I'll bring it out later. "
Cheng Xiuqin took the plate of egg tarts from Su Yayan and happily followed Qin Xueru out.
