Three hundred and eighty-nine customers filling the door_1

"Oh, Tangtang's dad, that would really be a hassle for you."

Teacher Zhang felt somewhat embarrassed. Even as an adult, she was going through all this trouble just for some buns.

It made her feel slightly ashamed to trouble a student's parent like this.

Moreover, this time was different from the last; the kindergarten had directly ordered the apples previously.

But this time, it was purely because the teachers craved the taste and wanted to eat buns every day.

Gu Chen, however, didn't mind at all and even waved his hands with a smile as he said,

"Teacher Zhang, please don't say that. You all enjoying the buns I make

is like an acknowledgment of my 'God-Level Culinary Skills.'

Plus, if you eat them every day, that would support my business,

and having regular customers like you would make me happier than I could ask for."

Upon hearing Gu Chen's words, that knot in Teacher Zhang's heart untied itself.