Anle pouted: "How did you make it? Weren't you watching from here? Isn't this how it was made? Made from sweet potatoes!"

He Yusheng clicked his tongue as he ate.

"Exquisite, absolutely exquisite! This stuff is probably better than even the pastries and sweet soups in the capital."

"Hmm? From the capital? Have you ever tried the pastries from the capital?"

He Yusheng nodded, "Yes, I've had the pleasure of trying it twice, back when I went to the capital with my father to discuss business."

However, the taste wasn't great. I don't really like those overly sweet pastries, but this one was different. The taste was unique, and I'd never tried anything like it before.

"If you opened a pastry shop like this in town, I reckon the young ladies and gentlemen from these wealthy families would wear down your doorstep." He then shook his head vigorously to correct himself.

"No, you can't say that. I'm afraid even children and the elderly would like to eat it. This stuff is definitely a good food that is suitable for all ages."

Even the elderly ladies of wealthy and noble families would likely find it difficult to resist the temptation of such a delicious treat.

Anle raised an eyebrow, put her hands on her hips, and looked at He Yusheng, who was speaking with an exaggerated expression.

"It's true that it will be popular, and I think it will be popular too, but isn't what you're saying a bit of an exaggeration? After all, you can't please everyone!"

He Yusheng was enjoying the taro balls and grass jelly with his eyes closed when he heard An Le's words. He suddenly opened his eyes and slammed his hand on the table.

"It's no exaggeration, not at all. This is truly a delicacy that only gods can enjoy. I don't think there is such a delicacy in our human world."

"Um... could you make some more? I'll take some home to eat, and I'll bring it home for my family to try. If they like it, they'll definitely come to your shop."

Anle crossed her arms and laughed, "Hmph, you wish! You're lucky to have a share of food. I won't even charge you for this one, since I asked you to help try out the flavors here."

But if they ever come up with any other delicious food in the future, you can come and try it!

He Yusheng slammed down the spoon in his hand and glanced at An Le with disdain. "Money, money, money! All you ever talk about is money! Are you obsessed with money?"

"Pah! A young master like you who doesn't know the hardships of life, how would you know the difficulties of being broke?"

"When you fall on hard times and end up like us, you'll know how valuable this money is. Alright, alright, I'm not going to waste my breath arguing with you anymore. Hurry up and finish your food and leave."

He Yusheng stared intently at An Le for a long while before finally managing to utter a sentence.

"You heartless little devil! You're kicking me to the curb after I've helped you all this time! You're just going to kick me out like this?!"

Qiao Qiuniang stood awkwardly to the side and lightly slapped Anle.

"Le Wazi, you've gone too far!" Guests are guests, how can you kick them out? Especially guests who have paid money.

...

That evening, the whole family gathered for dinner. When they saw that they had bought a cow, An Yi and the other children jumped up and down excitedly, their little faces flushed with excitement.

"Dad, Mom, our family has really prospered! We have everything now, including money and cattle. It will be much easier for us to go to town now, and I can go to town to visit Shou Shan too."

Anning, clutching her books, chattered excitedly with Anle about school matters, her eyes sparkling with light.

"Little sister, let me tell you, the Master Meng in the school is very knowledgeable. He knows everything. He recognizes all the words in this book."

They also said that if a girl of our age could recognize all the characters in this book, it would be quite an achievement in the village.

However, there are only my older sister and I among the girls in this school; there really aren't any other girls.

Our family has really made a name for itself in the village.

Anle chewed his food, nodding listlessly, his eyelids drooping, dozing off as he ate and listened.

An Ding looked at An Le's dozing off like a chick pecking at rice and couldn't help but laugh.

"Little sister, are you sleepy? If you are, go to sleep."

Anle blinked, shook her head, and yawned.

"No, you can't sleep yet. Without my guidance, you guys won't know how to handle the details of that skateboard. Just bear with it. We'll get that thing working in the next couple of days, sell it, and I've already found a buyer!"

Anjing glanced at Anle, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back, then lowered her head and remained silent.

An Ding spoke up and said what An Jing wanted to say: "Little sister, our family is not short of money now, you don't need to work so hard."

Anle slammed down the bowl and chopsticks in her hands.

"No, that won't do. I'm planning to open a shop. I want both of those shops. I need to save up enough money quickly to buy them before I can feel at ease."

Just when Anle was worrying about how to accumulate so much silver all at once, the silver came to him by chance.

The next day, when An Dalin set up his stall again, the people in the town's temple were busy raising money and hadn't had time to come over when the temple in the neighboring town seized the opportunity and came to take the Rubik's Cube away.

He generously handed over 200 taels of silver.

An Dalin hesitated and didn't dare to make a decision, so he took the person directly into the village and went home to find Anle.

Anle watched as the 200 taels of silver, delivered right to his door, were placed on the Eight Immortals table. When the red cloth was lifted, what he saw was extremely comfortable and pleasing to the eye!

Anle smiled, her eyes narrowing.

"Since your town's temple is so sincere, then I will offer this as a gift. I hope you will properly enshrine it in your temple."

I never imagined that news could travel so quickly from a place without internet to the neighboring town in just one day.

Oh my, she's got the money for the shop sorted out!

After chatting warmly with the visitor from the county for half an hour, he saw him off at the door, his eyes fixed on the gleaming 200 taels of silver on the octagonal table—

Anle grinned and laughed.

"Father, tomorrow you take this 200 taels of silver and buy those two shops and houses for me. We'll tidy them up ourselves and get ready to open for business."

An Mancang wiped the sweat from his forehead; the tension he felt facing the people from the temple hadn't completely dissipated.

"Le Wa Zi, isn't it wrong to just sell this gift from the gods like this?"

Anle smiled and wagged her index finger.

“Father, you’re wrong about that. Look how respectful, devout, and sincere the temple in this town is as they come here to take this treasure back with them.”

How could we possibly disregard their reverence for the gods?