Bai Xiaoru said to Qin Yu, who was standing in a corner.

Qin Yu laughed, "Let me taste how good your bread is now." With that, she picked up a piece of croissant from the tray and put it in her mouth.

The strong aroma of butter soon filled her mouth.

Qin Yu gently bit into it, only to find that it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The taste was fantastic!

After swallowing the croissant, Qin Yu gave Bai Xiaoru a thumbs up, "Xiaoru, very good!"

A smile flashed in Bai Xiaoru's eyes as she listened.

It was subtle and fleeting, but Qin Yu caught it quickly.

She raised her voice, "Xiaoru, I think your bread-making skills are good enough, so let's sell the bread you make in the future."

When Bai Xiaoru heard this, she was terrified.

She said uneasily, "Can we sell the bread I make? Probably not. I've only been learning it for a week."

Qin Yu affirmed, "Yes, you've only been learning for a week, but you're already very good at it. That’s the deal. We will sell your croissants tomorrow.”

...

Bai Xiaoru hardly slept tonight.

She was preparing the croissants for the next day's sale.

When Fang Panpan saw that Bai Xiaoru was not sleeping, she approached Qin Yu and asked her to get Bai Xiaoru to sleep, but Qin Yu refused.

Fang Panpan did not understand and said, "Xiaoyu, you're sacrificing your friend's life for money! How can you let your friend make bread all night?"

Qin Yu laughed and shook her head as she said, "Making bread all night won't kill her. It's a good thing for her to be busy now, so she can take her mind off her pain."

Fearing that Fang Panpan would not understand, Qin Yu added, "Panpan, you trust me. I’ve gone through it all. I know this better than you. Don't worry. It's okay."

Only when Fang Panpan heard this did she say nothing.

Qin Yu whispered something else in Fang Panpan's ear, and Fang Panpan's eyes widened as she heard, "You really want to do this?"

Qin Yu nodded affirmatively.

She said, "Xiaoru will definitely be happy and more positive when she gets it."

...

The next day.

Bai Xiaoru had made a lot of croissants.

While looking at her croissants on the shelves, Bai Xiaoru was a little uneasy.

Would she be able to sell so many croissants?

At 9 a.m., the first group of customers arrived.

They all bought croissants and complimented the croissants on how good they looked and smelled.

So, Bai Xiaoru's croissants were sold out by noon.

In the afternoon, the customers who had bought croissants in the morning came back and were sad to learn that the croissants were sold out.

"How come it's sold out! That croissant was so good! I meant to buy some for my family tonight!"

"Yes, I came all the way here, but how could it be that they sold out so quickly?"

"You have to make more tomorrow, otherwise there won't be enough to go round!"

"..."

At the chatter of the customers, Bai Xiaoru's eyes widened slightly.

Was the croissant she made really that good?

Bai Xiaoru couldn't help but extend her hands and stared at her hands over and over again.

So weird. How she hadn't realized she was so talented at baking?

"Xiaoru, don't look at your hands." Qin Yu came over and said with a smile, "Didn't you hear the customers are saying that your croissants are not enough to go round? Go and make more croissants."

(To be continued)