C96 The Fight for the Mantou
"Sister, this fine white flour is such a treat. We usually can't even bear to eat it," Xiaodong remarked, looking at the dough in the bowl.
Getting a taste of it during the holidays is a luxury. In the past, the sisters could only dream of such things, barely even getting a whiff, let alone tasting even coarse bread.
Xiaoxia smiled. She used to have no interest in bread
