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Chapter 353: Finale Challenge 3

Fighting with me? You are asking for trouble!

At this time, the waiter came to report: "Boss, our mooncakes are ready. Do you think they have started selling?"

"Okay, put the mooncakes on the sales table at the door and start selling them. I'm going to piss them off and see what they can come up with to compete with me!"

"Boom~!" A sound!

A big salute exploded in the sky above the street, attracting passers-by to watch.

"We sell mooncakes. They are fresh and delicious. If you don't want to buy them, come and have a look~!"

"Yes, come and have a look. Our Chang'e Palace's delicious mooncakes are made in a unique way. It's the only one in the world. If there are any similarities, it's pure plagiarism!" Ye Xiaoru shouted loudly while handing out flyers. There were mooncakes on the flyers.

The materials and proportions, as well as the mooncake process and patterns, are all clear at a glance.

Jiang Chenjie on the other side was immediately stunned and said angrily: "Come here, what's going on on the other side? Go and have a look!"

"It's the boss..."

The waiter ran over and observed it, and then quickly came back and said: "No, boss, Chang'e Temple is indeed selling mooncakes, and the patterns and materials of the mooncakes are exactly the same as ours. Look, they are still selling mooncakes."

We sell them at the front, and if our mooncakes are taken out, we will be accused of plagiarizing their methods..."

Jiang Chenjie took the brochure and read it, and he was so angry that his mouth was filled with smoke!

"Mom, why is this happening!?"

"Boss, it's none of my business. I don't know. When the chefs were in the kitchen, I didn't leave and watched them for a moment. None of them could go out. I don't know how the other party knew.

…”

"Trash!" Jiang Chenjie cursed and ran into the kitchen to take a closer look.

Sure enough, I found a bundled interceptor under my surveillance camera...

"Jiang Chenyu~~~I will make you die~~~!" Jiang Chenjie calculated well, but he didn't expect that the other party would make a trick in the end!

"Hey...Boss, do you still want to sell our mooncakes?"

"Nonsense, of course I'm going to sell it. Why are you still hanging around? Move the mooncakes out quickly and sell them. Scream at me as hard as you can. If you lose, none of you will feel better!"

Jiang Chenjie yelled, and the waiters and pastry chefs quickly carried out all the mooncakes and set them up in a corridor tens of meters long.

He also shouted with gongs and drums: "Dear fellow villagers, uncles and brothers, handsome men and beauties, our mooncakes at Benyuelou are truly made by masters. The taste is definitely more authentic than other stores. Hey, do you want to buy it?"

It doesn’t matter, everyone is welcome to come and try it!”

"Wow, then Benyuelou also has mooncakes, and you can try them too~~~!"

The audience rushed to the Benyue Building in a swarm...

The entrance to Chang'e Palace gradually became sparse.

Ye Xiaoru said: "What should we do? People are in big jobs and can try food. We are all learning how to do it. Why can't we also learn to taste food? We will only shoot ourselves in the foot..."

Jiang Chenyu frowned and said: "Actually, that's not necessarily the case. They all use the same stuffing. The taste is not that different. The reason why this is so is because most people are greedy for petty gains..."

Screenwriter Jiang said: "That's right, we also have a CEO trial!"

"Why do you have to copy other people's methods? If you eat too many mooncakes, you will always feel thirsty?"

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