However, he had never interfered in such matters.

So, he shifted his gaze to Shopkeeper Fu.

Shopkeeper Fu understood the signal and immediately said to the two people present:

“Just now, two people came in. I had them wait over there. Judging by their appearance, they seem to be quite nimble and capable.”

“Oh? Is that so? I was actually thinking that I have two fellow townsmen who could give it a try here,” Jian Xiu said regretfully.

“Oh! If the young lady has suitable candidates, then I can let these two go since they haven’t signed the contract yet,” Rong Zhihe quickly responded.

Situations like this were quite common.

If the newcomers hadn’t signed a contract yet, they certainly had the right not to hire them.

To these shopkeepers, such matters were nothing out of the ordinary.

“That’s great! Then I must thank you in advance, Young Master Rong!” Jian Xiu said with a bright smile.

The two people needed for the job immediately brought to Jian Xiu’s mind Zhang Zifu and Jian Fuyin from the old house.

Of course, if Jian Fuyin wanted to work in the county, he might not be able to help with the house construction at the village’s end.

But opportunities like this were rare, and Jian Xiu understood that.

She had also been looking for ways to help the third household in the old residence.

If they wanted to separate and live on their own, it would be quite difficult.

Back in the old house, if it hadn’t been for the third couple extending a helping hand, the original owner of this body might not have survived.

If that had been the case, there would have been no chance for her to transmigrate here.

Thinking about this, she felt it was only right to help them.

Of course, she had managed to secure this job for them, but how Wang Xiuying would fight for it on their behalf was beyond her control.

However, in Jian Xiu’s eyes, Wang Xiuying had always been a resourceful woman.

If Zhang Zifu got this job, she would certainly be able to save up some personal money.

Unlike the foolish original owner, whose husband had worked as an escort for years, handing over all his earnings to the household.

After finalizing the contract, Jian Xiu took out the recipe she had prepared before leaving home and handed it to Shopkeeper Fu, asking:

“Take a look—do you have these ingredients here?”

Shopkeeper Fu took the paper and carefully read through it. The further he read, the more curious he became.

“Young lady, what is this ‘lemon’? And how does egg white, no matter how much you whisk it, turn into a white, pointed shape?”

Rong Zhihe was leisurely sipping his tea on the side, but when he heard Shopkeeper Fu’s words, he was also surprised.

He had always been fond of studying pastries, which was precisely why he hadn’t pursued an official career.

Instead, he had gone into business.

This decision had even led to a major falling-out with his family in the capital.

But who would have thought that years would pass, and he would achieve great success?

Most people had assumed that his venture into business was just an excuse.

No one expected that he would actually become so successful.

Cai Fang Zhai had not only opened numerous branches across Dashun Dynasty but had also essentially monopolized the pastry industry, becoming the dominant brand.

Rong Zhihe had his own obsession with pastries.

“You haven’t tried it yet, so how do you know it won’t work?” Jian Xiu said with a grin.

She had anticipated their shock when she showed them the recipe.

Not just them—when Zhang Zixuan first saw this recipe, he had been just as surprised.

Seeing that they still looked doubtful, Jian Xiu added:

“As long as you follow my instructions step by step, I guarantee success.”

“Then what exactly is this ‘lemon’?” Rong Zhihe asked curiously.

By now, Shopkeeper Fu had handed him the recipe.

The preparation steps didn’t seem overly complex.

But they weren’t particularly simple either.

What stood out most was that many of the ingredients looked rather strange.

“Lemon? You don’t have it here?” Jian Xiu blurted out.

Only after speaking did she realize she might have let something slip.

So she quickly added, “This ingredient is actually just vinegar. Adding a few drops can remove the egg’s fishy smell.”

Hearing this, Rong Zhihe suddenly understood. “Oh, so it’s just vinegar. But do eggs even have a fishy smell?”

Jian Xiu: “…”

She had momentarily forgotten that people here treated eggs as a nutritious delicacy.

How could they possibly think eggs had an unpleasant smell?

She wanted to explain further, but suddenly, she felt that no matter what she said, it would sound unconvincing.

So, she closed her eyes and declared decisively, “Just follow my instructions, and everything will work out.”

That being said, Jian Xiu guessed they probably wouldn’t get it right on their first attempt.

That afternoon, she didn’t immediately rush back to Zhangjia Village.

Instead, she stayed in the kitchen of Cai Fang Zhai, supervising their process step by step.

“You need to keep whisking like this, and at a fast pace! Also, add the sugar in three separate portions, a little at a time, then keep whisking…”

Making chiffon cake wasn’t particularly difficult, but it did require effort.

In the post-apocalyptic world, they had electric mixers, but here, without such tools, whisking egg whites manually was the hardest part.

“Young lady, are you sure this will work?”

The pastry chef couldn’t help but ask.

His hands were completely numb from whisking.

If he had to keep going, he seriously doubted whether his hands would still function afterward.

Hearing the chef’s complaint, Rong Zhihe also looked at Jian Xiu curiously.

“Of course it will work. Otherwise, how do you think pastries are made?”

As she spoke, Jian Xiu shot Rong Zhihe a meaningful glance.

Rong Zhihe: “….”

“Hey, it really is turning white!” the pastry chef suddenly exclaimed.

“That’s right! Keep going!”

In fact, since they were using a large amount of egg whites, the process was actually going faster.

At least compared to her initial attempts that morning.

Once the egg whites were successfully beaten, the rest of the process became much simpler.

All the necessary ingredients were available, and even though there were no lemons, they had white vinegar.

A few drops made all the difference.

By the time the chiffon cake was finally steamed, nearly half an hour had passed.

“So? Is it the right flavor?” Jian Xiu asked smugly, looking at Rong Zhihe.

“This is it! Yes, yes, this is exactly it!” Rong Zhihe said excitedly.

Earlier, he had only tasted a tiny bite, which left him craving more.

Now that the cake was finally ready, he could eat as much as he wanted.

Without hesitation, Rong Zhihe cut himself a large piece and popped it into his mouth, ignoring the heat.