In addition, there is another reason why Chen Nian is not particularly concerned about this possibility, that is, he is confident that even if others copy it, he will definitely not be able to make it his own new product.

After all, in addition to these snacks made of glutinous rice flour, eggs and milk are all powerful tools for making snacks. In addition, flour also has high tendons, medium tendons and low tendons.

Therefore, there are some ways to get old.

After successfully making the new baiguo cake, both of them showed joy on their faces, but at this moment, Chen Nian suddenly made another proposal.

"Sister, I have a problem that I can't figure it out."

"What?"

"It's just why there is no name on the dim sum shop? It's too low to recognize now."

Lu Ke has become accustomed to Chen Nian saying all kinds of novel words: "Because I don't know what it is."

"Why just call Lu Wanxing?"

Lu Wanxing is Lu Ke's Fu Xin. At this time, there are still many people who use their own names as their signatures. After all, a low level of culture is a common phenomenon.

What are Wang Er Porridge Shop, Zhang San Butcher Shop, Li Si sew clothes, etc.

Many people’s proposals before were a bit literary, but Lu Ke didn’t feel that they were very down-to-earth, so the sign at the door of the store only has the word “Diet Shop”.

After hearing this, Chen Nian couldn't help but admire her. It was my cousin's ability to make this store famous in this way.

"Is it okay to use my father's name to make a sign...this is good?" Lu Ke hesitated.

"No problem, sister, you see, your skills were learned from my uncle. Although he is no longer here, if he is a signboard with his name, as long as the store is open, the signboard will continue to be passed down. In the future, no matter who talks about it, you will know that Lu Wanxing is a person who is particularly good at making a high point. This is what Liuxiang can glorify his ancestors for thousands of years."

Chen Nian was good at inducing the truth, but after hearing this, Lu Ke felt that something really made sense.

"Xiao Nian, why do you understand everything?"

Of course, Chen Nian could not say that he was bombarded by various advertising and marketing hundreds of years later, so he had to say: "When I was in Yangzhou, I heard from a friend who was a peddler. He walked around the streets all day and had a lot of experience. We had a good relationship, so he would mention these things when eating and drinking."

"So that's it." Lu Ke nodded. It seems that the friends my brother made are all serious people.

"Okay, I'll look for someone to make a new sign. But I only know how to write small characters, and it may not look good when writing large characters. Xiaonian, how are you?"

Chen Nianxin thought that you asked me to write a pen, but it was okay to write a pen.

"What should I do? I don't know anything that is well written, otherwise I would go to Mr. Hai to ask?" I couldn't think of it. The one I know now is Hai Mingxian.

But Niannian muttered for a while and she shook her head again: "No, this person is a little annoyed and doesn't want to find him."

"Sister, I don't think it's so much trouble. I'll just look for Fu Xin's little boy..." Chen Nian suddenly felt that it seemed a bit inappropriate to call Fu Xin the boy now: "That friend who lives a good life can just write it, just a few words."

"How can that work?" When Lu Ke heard this, his forehead suddenly appeared. She felt that Chen Nian probably hadn't figured out how valuable the word "The No. 1 Prize" was.

Although the other party is just a grassroots cadre in the Hanlin Academy now, it is very likely that he will be the minister in the future!

Therefore, people like them usually do not write inscriptions outside. The goods are rare and expensive. And even if they give them in their identities, they must at least have equal status.

"That's it." Chen Nian heard Lu Ke say this, and it seems that it is really not good. After all, this thing is like finding friends who can draw to help you draw in modern society. Although everyone is friends, they still have to pay.

Of course, if the other party refuses vigorously, it will be another matter.

Although Chen Nian knew very well that if he spoke, Fu Xin would be happy.

In this way, they have to think about who to write. After all, Chen Nian doesn't want to find someone to write the inscription for the dim sum shop.

The signboard is the same as the future brand logo. A good logo can be impressive. If it is not done well, it is better not to do it.

After not thinking of a suitable candidate for a while, Chen Nian had to put it aside for the time being.

But he took advantage of the kung fu to find some fruits that are easier to juicy and make some fruit cakes.

As a result, I accidentally did too much and I couldn't finish it with them alone.

Chen Nian thought about it and packed some more. After dinner, he went to Fu's house. But this time he didn't go in for greetings. He didn't plan to collect money this time. He just gave the pastry to the snack at the door and went back.

...

Fu Xin received the pastry sent by Chen Nian. As a result, he was very dissatisfied with Chen Nian's way of passing by the house. But soon after he opened it, he saw the pastry inside smelling its smell, and he couldn't help but feel refreshed!

Then he asked someone to call Xiao Mudan over on the spot.

He wants to taste it with his wife.

A piece of pastry was put into your mouth, and the fruity fragrance suddenly filled your mouth.

With the texture of Xinbaiguo Paste, the taste is even better than eating fruits directly. After all, eating fruits directly depends on the quality of the fruits. Sometimes, eating a sour fruit requires the mask of pain.

But this is different. The blended juice taste just made into a pastry, giving it a soft and glutinous texture.

After eating a few pieces, they felt very appetizing. Even their stomachs, which were a little bit overcrowded at night, became much more comfortable and comfortable.

But just as he was about to finish all the pastries with his wife, suddenly a servant came to send a message: "Master, Prince Jing is here."

Prince Jing is from the Great Xia Dynasty and is the younger brother of the current emperor, named Li Zhao.

After Fu Xin finished his first grade, he had to attend the Qionglin Banquet. There was a meal with all the top ranks and Jinshi, some important ministers and some national relatives who held real power.

Normally, there are children of the emperor, but the emperor has not yet given birth to children.

This Li Zhao is the younger brother of the Emperor of Daxia and highly praised him.

If you want to be precise, it belongs to the relationship between fans and idols.

The new emperor is in urgent need of his team. Although he has the support of Lao Chen, he still needs some fresh blood.

The emperor also highly encouraged Li Zhao to contact the new top scorer more.

After all, the real test only began after entering the court as an official.

"Prince Jing is here?" Fu Xin immediately stood up after hearing this. Xiao Mudan quickly tidied up her husband's clothes and then went out to greet her.

"King Jing also visited the humble house. He was in a position to welcome him. I hope he would forgive him for his crimes."

"Where are there." Li Zhao looked a little mature, looking like she was in her forties, but in fact she was just a young man in his 20s.

But he was also very talented. He saw him step forward and hugging Fu Xin's arm and walked into the house very skillfully: "When you meet in private, why should you be so polite?"

Little Mudan let go of her arm tactfully.

After returning to the room, he called everyone to sit down. Prince Jing Li Zhao was like at his own home. He was about to say a few polite words, but suddenly he saw the crystal clear snack on the table.

He was born in the palace since he was a child and had eaten too many delicious foods.

He has basically been in his stomach with delicious snacks all over the country, but this is the first time he has seen such snacks.

"What kind of snack is this? I haven't seen it before." Li Zhao asked curiously. He is also a person who loves food, so he naturally became curious about this kind of food he had never seen before.

"This is..." Fu Xin opened his mouth and was about to answer, but suddenly he remembered that he didn't seem to know what this kind of snack was called, "Prince Jing, please wait."

Then Fu Xin called the servant in the mansion to ask.

I saw if Chen Nian said what this was called when he brought the snacks just now.

But the servant shook his head: "Go back to grandpa, the young man doesn't know."

"Don't know?" Fu Xin had no choice but to wave back to the other party, and turned to look at Li Zhao: "Your Majesty Jing doesn't know what the name of this kind of snack is, but you have tasted it before and it really tastes very good."

Li Zhao became even more curious at this time: "Where did you buy this?"

"Prince, this snack was not bought, but just sent by a friend of Xiaguan, but he went back after delivering it. If the prince likes it, Fu Xin will ask again tomorrow and buy some and send it to the palace." Fu Xin explained.

But after hearing this, Li Zhao didn't say much, but picked it up and tasted it.

“This taste…”

Guzhen

"Is this made of fruit? But it seems to be more than just a fruit..."

"It's delicious!" He nodded constantly while eating Xinbaiguocake.

After eating, I felt extremely fresh in my mouth and had endless aftertaste.

So I couldn't help but reach out to grab another piece.

Then I kept eating them one by one, and soon I finished all the fresh fruit cakes sent by the old ones.

He didn't react until after he finished eating.

Apologized on his face: "Sorry, sorry, this pastry is so delicious. I couldn't help but eat it as soon as I ate it... Otherwise, Lord Fu, where is this pastry shop? I'll buy some more."

"No need, no need, just Prince Jing likes to eat, just some pastries, just go back to buy with friends."

Fu Xin waved his hand quickly.

The other party is the prince, the closest person to His Majesty today.

If I really say it, as I am now, I am not worthy of sitting on the same table with the other party.

"How can that be done? I don't mean to be a joke. If you come to your house as a guest, how can the guest pass by so easily after the guest has finished eating the host's things?"

Li Zhao said seriously: "Mr. Fu still tells me where the store is. Maybe it's still time for me to go there now, and I still want to meet you to make this typical master."

Seeing Li Zhao like this, Fu Xin knew that he might be loving talent and wanted to take him to the mansion.

There were many chefs gathered in Li Zhao's mansion. He had eaten the food made by the other party and thought it was delicious, so he invited him to the mansion for a large sum of money.

But Fu Xin knew that Chen Nian did not like that kind of restricted life. Otherwise, it would be too simple to gain glory and wealth with Chen Nian's talent. He could clearly rely on his handsome face and many talented people who were already full of talent, but he chose to sell tofu.
To be continued...