"If you want to eat them regularly, you could learn to make them yourself. Last time, you were drunk and I didn't get the chance to teach you. This time, I'll teach you!"
"Forget it, I won't be able to learn. I'll just stick to eating."
Gu Youyou did not insist. With Searcy in Jinxiu City and Lun Yu not yet back from the palace, and having nothing else to do, Gu Youyou had made some snacks for Lin Qianqing.
Firstly, to feed this little glutton, and secondly, she felt it was time to open a snack shop.
Over the past couple of years, Jisheng Hall's medicinal concoctions had monopolized the market in Zhuzhao Country, and business from other countries was plentiful. The clothes from Manxiu Building had become all the rage among the upper class, and every month brought in a lot of silver. Once she set up the snack shop, it would also be time to consider opening a bank for more convenient monetary transactions.
This time, she had made ten portions, calculating them just right.
