I Became Rich after selling Desserts in Ancient Time

Nut Butter Roll

Crackling——

　　There were loud blasts of firecrackers in front of the West Market Dessert Shop, and the ground was covered in red.

　　A banner with black words on red paper was hung in front of the door: Congratulations to the dessert shop for becoming the only dessert supplier for the Imperial College.

　　The West Market was as bustling as ever, and passers-by were infected by this festive scene, with smiles on their faces.

　　"This dessert shop has only been open for a few days, and it can already supply desserts to the Imperial College?"

　　"That's a big deal. The Imperial College has many students."

　　"I heard rumors earlier that the Imperial College was going to cooperate with Xingsheng Restaurant. Why are they letting the dessert shop supply them?"

　　"Hey, let's cooperate with whichever dessert shop has the best taste. It's not like we haven't tried the desserts made by Miss Tang before. The taste...tsk tsk tsk, it's much better than the desserts at Xingsheng Restaurant."

　　"Now that you mention it, I am also hungry. Let's go to Miss Tang's place to eat the same food as the Imperial College."

　　“…”

　　The dessert shop is doing particularly good business today. The small shop is packed with people. Those who arrive early can get seats, but those who arrive late can only take away their food.

　　Tables and chairs were also set up outside the shop. Although the weather was a bit cold, the dessert shop sold hot drinks. A plate of dessert and a bowl of sweet hot drink were so comfortable to eat.

　　A blue-gray carriage passed through the street, and a pair of bony hands lifted the curtain.

　　The man's thin, aloof lips curled slightly when he saw the bright red words.

　　Fang Heng also saw it, and laughed as he drove his horse: "My dear, Miss Tang really lived up to your expectations and easily won the Imperial College."

　　Pei Ling's gaze passed through the crowd of people and fell on the young lady busy in the shop: "Yeah."

　　Fang Heng continued, "It's all because Miss Tang's cooking skills are too good. My husband's 'safeguard' is no longer needed. Alas, the hero saving the beauty can't be performed. What a pity."

　　Pei Ling rolled his eyes nonchalantly: "Isn't it good to see a beautiful woman trying to become stronger?"

　　Fang Heng turned around to look at his master as if he had seen a ghost. Is this still his master Pei Langjun who was as white as frost on the plateau?

　　When has his Pei Langjun ever paid attention to women? When has he ever been bothered by others? What night is it? I can actually hear Langju say "beauty is self-reliant".

　　He said blankly: "Okay, of course."

　　I always feel that since some time ago, my master has become somewhat lively, no longer like before, the unchanging frost and snow.

　　So fine.

　　And today, Pei Ling was supposed to have a day off. In the past, Pei Ling would stay at home on his days off, either reading or reviewing official documents. But today, for the first time in his life, he said he wanted to go out for a meal.

　　Fang Heng had never seen anyone eating while riding in a carriage.

　　He could walk from the east to the west of the city.