Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!

Back home, it barely feels like home.

The yard was pitch dark, and the brothers were all asleep.

The one who got up to pee saw Lin Gao return and greeted him as usual,

"Brother Gao, back already? Did Sister Lai bring you home?"

Everyone knew Lin Gao liked a girl and waited every day at her restaurant to take her home.

It had been going on for over a month.

Everyone assumed the two of them were dating.

Lin Gao nodded and sat directly on the stone stool in the yard.

The hard metal box in his pocket reminded him.

In the biting cold, the iron box in his pocket was warm from his body heat. When he opened it, the contents inside made his eyes light up slightly.

"Wow, Brother Gao, what’s that? It smells so good!"

The brother who had just finished peeing came back, standing expectantly beside Lin Gao, who was usually quite generous to him.

Inside the box, two rows of cookies with very peculiar shapes were neatly arranged, looking a bit like little dog heads with sticking out red tongues and big smiles, appearing exquisite and cute.

Lin Gao had never seen such good-looking cookies, and they smelled so nice.

The brother beside him couldn’t resist and was about to reach out, but Lin Gao scared him off with a fierce glare.

The brother looked a bit aggrieved.

"Brother Gao, I just want to try one."

Lin Gao directly closed the box, shoved it back into his pocket, and turned away mercilessly.

Leaving the brother with a hurt and resentful expression.

Brother Gao had changed.

He wasn’t so stingy before.

Jiang Lai had made a few more of these cookies and, through connections at the restaurant, sent them to the hands of a local supply and marketing cooperative director.

The director tasted one with curiosity after a glance and immediately nodded repeatedly, looking at Jiang Lai with disbelief.

"Why are these cookies not sweet yet so delicious!"

All the cookies on the market were overly sweet, yet these flamboyant cookies only had a light sweetness, but were crispy and full-bodied, filled with a rich milky flavor.

"If you find them delicious, I have two more packs here for you to take home and try with your kids."

"Well... first tell me, how many can our cooperative carry?"

Just after one taste, the director decided that, expensive or not, they could be sold, and surely they would sell well.

Jiang Lai smiled.

Transactions were now public-to-public, and she was representing the restaurant, so of course, she had to see the restaurant director’s wishes.

"Our director’s idea is to start with five hundred packs, one box this size per pack, priced at one yuan and three jiao. If you agree, we can start preparing now."

One yuan and three jiao for a box of cookies, quite expensive.

Selling them might cost three yuan; who would spend three yuan on a box of cookies?

"No rush to give me an answer, just take this box home, try it, and you can reply after you’ve tasted it."

After saying this, Jiang Lai packed up and headed back, with the director looking at her full of trust.

"You’re really good at this, young lady."

"It still takes your insight to let me try things freely. Don’t worry, she will definitely want these cookies. When negotiating the price, anything above eight jiao will profit us both."

The director’s eyes narrowed with a smile.

"Profits don’t matter; it’s mainly for the good of the restaurant."

After reforming the menu and now cooperating with the supply and marketing cooperative, the director fully trusted Jiang Lai. From procurement to final dish decisions, Jiang Lai could participate in it all.

Because of this, Jiang Lai also became very familiar with every guest at the restaurant.