"How about my subordinates buy some for you to try? I heard that eating desserts can put you in a good mood." Shi Song rubbed the goosebumps on his arms that were frightened and persuaded with courage.
Well, actually he wanted to eat it.
"I don't like sweets, and I don't like these roadside desserts. People who eat too much will become stupid, just like you." Yan Yinxiao gave him a look.
When it comes to sweets, he only thinks that the Sushan made by Lan Yunyi is the most delicious. There is nothing else in the world that can surpass the desserts she made by herself.
He looked down upon other things at all.
It's just...that damn man!
When he thought of Lan Yunyi getting married to a certain man, he wanted to cut that man into pieces!
Thinking of this, Yan Yinxiao suddenly tightened his fingers on the armrest, and his face became so gloomy that water dripped from his face.
The air pressure in the carriage was getting lower and lower. Shi Song had a grimace on his face, but he speeded up the carriage with his hands.
As if he was about to fly, he escaped from the Zhiweige Pavilion wrapped in the sweet smell.
But no matter how hard I hold my breath, I can't escape the sweet taste that enters my heart.
His stomach growled, and he murmured aggrievedly: "But I heard that Sushan is really delicious. The little guard next door said proudly that his master packed ten portions and shared them with him.
That cake... is unprecedented and unprecedented... Now people all over the capital are rushing to buy it."
Shi Song muttered, feeling the silence behind him, but his voice became smaller and smaller. He couldn't afford to offend the living hell in the carriage.
Sushan? Cake?
Yan Yinxiao slowly sat up straight and was stunned.
The inferior dessert he just mentioned could not be the Sushan that Shi Song mentioned, right?
His thin lips pursed into a straight line, and his eyes were dim.
And cake?
He hadn't even tasted this, but the dude next door had tasted it? And he bought ten copies?
Yan Yinxiao's tongue touched his back molars, he cleared his throat, pondered for a while, and then said: "Go back."
"?"
Shi Song was stunned, and for a moment he thought he had heard wrong.
"Go back to the Zhiwei Pavilion we just passed by." Yan Yinxiao sat upright and said calmly.
Shi Song's eyes suddenly widened, and he paused for three seconds before blinking and opening the curtain: "But Master, you just said that this is inferior food, and only ignorant people...will eat it..."
Shi Song opened his mouth hesitantly, and in an instant Yan Yinxiao's eyes were like knives, shooting at him.
"When did I say that? Seeing as you have been working hard recently...if you want to eat, then go buy a hundred copies." Yan Yinxiao said with a calm voice and an unchanging expression.
"Hehehehehehehe, okay!"
Shi Song drove the carriage back happily. His young master felt sorry for him and wanted to buy a hundred copies of Sushan. This must be to prevent him from being outcompeted by the little guard next door.
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"What are you guys looking at here? What's so good about a shop like this opening?" Lan Wanru looked at the bustling crowd of people under the attic of Zhiwei. She was so angry that there were blisters at the corners of her mouth. She hurried downstairs to inquire, and from the crowd
I grabbed one at random.
"What are you talking about, you little bumpkin? I heard that this cake is unparalleled in the world, and the cake is amazing. I heard that everyone who has tasted it wants to chew it up and swallow it! It's a pity that I can't eat it anymore..."
The man in luxurious clothes who was dragged by Lan Wanru looked at her with a strange expression, frowned and dropped her hand: "Do you want to get close to me, and then jump in line to buy Sushan?"
Lan Wanru was pushed away by his hand, staggered and fell to the ground, looking a little embarrassed with her messy hair.
"Should I buy such a bitch?!" Lan Wanru's eyes widened. When had she ever been wronged like this? Now she felt like her breath was stuck in her chest, and her head ached with anger.
"Miss... I just heard that the second lady earned three hundred taels of silver in just one second..." Qiaodie looked at Lan Wanru in the crowd, fearing that she would be stepped on, so she hurriedly pulled her aside.
"How is that possible!!!" Lan Wanru's sharp voice almost roared like crazy, scaring everyone on the street to turn and look at her.
"Don't look, it doesn't matter whether it's a lunatic... or Sushan." A noble lady tugged on her husband's sleeve, turned her head again, and looked at the third floor of Zhiwei Pavilion.
"Madman, it's so scary!" Grandma covered the young master's eyes with her hands, "Young master, stop looking..."
Lan Wanru looked at the people in front of her, her chest was rising and falling violently, and her breathing was getting faster and faster.
"How is it possible... how is it possible... I made three hundred taels in one second... how is it possible..." She raised her head and looked at Zhiwei Pavilion with dull eyes, listening to the thunderous applause from above.
In order to open this shop and buy Ma Shixian and the secret recipe, she not only spent 800 taels of her own money, but also owed the casino people 500 taels of silver.
She made two hundred taels from her connections on the first day, and she still had three hundred taels left, so she planned to pay it back slowly in a month. She had been sleepless recently and was almost driven crazy by the people in the casino, so she thought of using some tricks.
Kill Lan Yunyi.
Unexpectedly, Lan Yunyi made three hundred taels in one second!
This is absolutely impossible!
"I heard that the cruel King Yu actually bought a hundred copies of Sushan. I think this Sushan must be extremely delicious! Eating Sushan must be a fashion in Beijing circles, right? If tonight
If you don’t eat it, you will be looked down upon tomorrow.”
No one in the crowd was talking.
"One hundred copies? That's not one thousand taels??"
The person who answered seemed extremely surprised.
One thousand taels????
Lan Wanru rolled her eyes and fell straight down.
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Lan Wanru suddenly fell into coma and was carried into the Lan Mansion like a corpse. The entire Lan Mansion was in chaos.
Lan Wanru's invitation to the lotus pavilion was even more noisy all night long.
Everyone in the yard was concerned about their young lady's safety. Even Qiaodie didn't remember the pot of pink gardenias that was placed in the yard at night.
In the yard, Chu Huan was gritting his teeth, using all his strength, humming and humming to move the pot of pale pink gardenias.
"Today is the opening of my sister's new shop. These flowers are long and festive, and the color is rare in the world. They look very precious. I must have never seen them before. I want to move them away and give them to my sister!"
Chu Huan muttered something and moved the pot of flowers out of Lan Wanru's yard.
He has been eyeing this precious pale pink gardenia for a long time. I think my sister will be very happy when she sees it.
After waiting for a long time, he finally got the chance to steal flowers. If there were no accidents, he would be able to return to his sister tomorrow.
Lan Chongzhou has been secretly searching for something recently, which has caused uproar in the whole government.
But while Lan Wanru is sick, as long as he is more careful tonight, Lan Chongzhou will not let Lan Chongzhou see him moving flowers!
When he thought about being able to go to Ajie, to return to Ajie, even if he lived in a Taoist temple, and Ajie could call him Ah Huan one by one just like in his previous life, the blood in his body began to surge inexplicably.