I'll Be Beaten to Death (Happy Lantern Festival)

Soon, the oven chimed. The cake was ready.

Le Yao began to layer the cake and cheese fillings alternatively. Finally, she cut the cake into hearts with a mold and added fruit grains to decorate it.

[I can almost smell the fragrance through the screen.]

[I must snatch a piece]

[Me too. Get out of my way.]

[Host, hurry up and open the channel. I'm drooling.]

[Hurry up +1]

[Saliva + phone number]

…

More and more people were leaving messages, and everyone was asking for the order channel.

"Everyone, the orders will open soon, but this tiramisu needs to be refrigerated for four hours for its texture to be good. Therefore, we will begin the delivery in four hours. Everyone has to be patient. Also, we have to make it clear that we will only accept orders from the five districts in the city…" Qiao Qiao beamed at the reaction. "Okay, the countdown begins. Five, four, three, two, one. Open."

The six slots were instantly sold out. Many people were still complaining about why they were only given six sets.

"We made ten servings today, but we have to eat with our families too. Therefore, we're only giving away six servings. Those who snatch them have to pay quickly. Those who don't pay within half an hour will give up their prize automatically. Alright, today's broadcast is over. We'll see you at ten next Sunday morning. Next week's delicacies are also free." With that, Qiao Qiao turned off the live broadcast without hesitation.

Le Yao changed out of her clothes. "How do we solve the delivery problem?"

"I've got a dozen bodyguards. Since they've got nothing better to do, I'll just let them do it." Qiao Qiao was drooling at the refrigerator. She'd been tempted to eat it for a while now.

Le Yao was speechless.

"You're not going to have your bodyguards deliver desserts in your Porsche Ferrari, are you?"

"Why not? The car is sitting idle in the garage anyway." Jo shot her a sideways glance. "It's called recycling. Or if the Porsche Ferrari is too conspicuous, the Lamborghini would do."

Le Yao's lips twitched. "Sister, have you ever calculated the cost? Is this what you call starting a business?"

"What's wrong? Can't we?" Qiao Qiao frowned. "But they're familiar with Xiling City, and they're all paid. We don't even need to issue another paycheck."

Le Yao held her forehead. "Those are professional bodyguards. They earn tens of thousands a month. Do you think it's a good idea to steal work from delivery men?"

"Then hire another? How much will it cost? Eight or ten thousand?"

"How about this? Let my brother deliver it for us first. We'll give him three thousand a month first. We'll adjust it later." Le Yao held her forehead. Was this the attitude of an entrepreneur? She was tired!

"That little?" Qiao Qiao gasped. Three thousand dollars wasn't even enough for a bottle of face cream.

"Haven't you ever investigated wages in Xiling?" Le Yao glared. "Are you going to start a business or show off your wealth? You'll get beaten to death like this, you know."

"Fine. Whatever you say." Embarrassed, Qiao Qiao rubbed her nose. "Anyway, I'll pay with money and you'll pay with your skills." She hadn't been short of money since she was a child and hadn't really given it much thought.

In fact, Han Xiangdong was looking for a job. After all, he could not just sit here and do nothing. However, he only had a high school diploma, so he could only find physical work. He could also find security jobs, but such work was not easy to find.

Naturally, he was happy that Le Yao asked him to come over and help.