The first attempt at Western cuisine

"Cake? Rose cake?" The curiosity in man man's voice was almost overflowing through the phone.

It wasn't out of curiosity. The meaning of roses was too different, especially since Valentine's Day was still in trend.

Didn't you see that the Rose in the flower shop that day, no matter what kind of rose it was, the price was extraordinarily expensive, ten times more expensive than the value?

Therefore, man man was so excited that she even used two hands to hold the phone and even deliberately turned the volume to the maximum, afraid that she couldn't hear what Yuan Zhou said next.

"Yes, do you know how to do it?" Yuan Zhou didn't intend to Answer Man man's question. Instead, he asked again.

"Of course I do. I can even make cakes with flowers, let alone rose cakes." Man man said immediately.

"Are you in the shop?" Yuan Zhou said.

"Yes, yes, yes. I've always been here. I'm in the old shop." Man man said repeatedly.