Wu Mao had left at this moment. Dongzi took over the whip and drove the carriage. Xing'er stuck her head out and said, "Dongzi, go to Yiqing Pavilion."

“Okay!”

The first floor of Yiqing Pavilion was still bustling with people. As soon as Tong Wenyao stepped in, a waiter came forward to greet her. Xing'er asked, "Waiter, we're looking for your shopkeeper. Could you please ask him to come out?"

After hearing this, the waiter asked, "May I know your name, young lady, so I can report it to the shopkeeper?"

Xing'er glanced at Tong Wenyao before she spoke, "My lady's surname is Tong."

After hearing this, the waiter turned and went into the backyard. Manager Zhang was a little confused at this time, wondering why Miss Tong came to see him. Thinking of what the prince had instructed, he didn't dare to neglect her. He got up, packed up, and then went out to greet her.

At this moment, Tong Wen Yao was already in the private room on the second floor. When passing by the private room she had been to last time, Tong Wen Yao sighed a little. That time, she had to pretend to be experienced and negotiate with Manager Zhang, but now she was treated as a VIP.

There was a faint scent of incense burning in the box. As soon as she came in, it felt much warmer inside. Xing'er took off Tong Wen Yao's outer robe and held it in her hands. After a while, a maid came in with tea.

"Miss, please wait a moment. My boss will be here soon."

Tong Wenyao nodded after hearing this. There were lotus cakes and butterfly cakes on the table.

She took a bite and found it delicious. She picked up a piece of butterfly cake and handed it to Xing'er, saying, "Try this."

Xing'er glanced at the door, quickly took the cake and stuffed it into her mouth. Seeing Xing'er's delicious expression, she smiled and said, "Bring some back later. Wen Jiang will definitely like it."

After a while, Shopkeeper Zhang came in wearing a dark grey suit. Seeing Tong Wenyao, he smiled and said, "It's been a while since I last saw you here. Tell me, what happened?"

Tong Wenyao smiled and said, "If you have nothing to do, why don't you come to see Uncle Zhang? I brought some fruit from home for you."

Xing'er handed over the fruit in the basket, and the waiter behind her stepped forward to take it.

Shopkeeper Zhang was a shrewd man. She had just been to her house yesterday, and she came to see him today. Perhaps there was something that required sending others away. He glanced at the person behind him, immediately understood, and took the person out. Only Shopkeeper Zhang and she were left in the room.

"Miss Tong, please be frank. If it is possible, I will definitely do it for you." Tong Wen Yao raised her eyebrows. This person was Pei Guanyu's, and he actually said that he would help her. Without Pei Guanyu's tacit consent, Manager Zhang would probably not even look at her.

Tong Wenyao practiced Tai Chi and said, "Uncle Zhang, what can I ask you for? It's been a long time since I've heard from the capital, so I wanted to find out more about the situation."

Shopkeeper Zhang looked at her with a strange expression. Tong Wenyao was puzzled and asked bluntly, "Uncle Zhang, is there anything you can't say?"

"Miss Tong, please forgive me for not being able to tell you about our young master." Tong Wenyao was puzzled and puzzled when she heard this. "I came to you to understand the situation in the capital. I don't want to know about your young master's news."

When Shopkeeper Zhang heard what Tong Wenyao said, he immediately felt that the matter was much easier to handle. However, he also wondered why Miss Tong had lost interest in his son. You know, when she was in the capital, she chased his son and caused trouble, which even the beggars in the city knew about! Now she didn't ask about his son, but actually asked about the situation in the capital.

Seeing that Manager Zhang didn't say anything, Tong Wen Yao said lightly, "Uncle Zhang is in a difficult situation. Well, let's just pretend that I haven't been here today." After saying that, she pretended to stand up.

Uncle Zhang saw this and hurriedly stopped him and said, "Why are you so anxious? I'm old and can't remember things. I'll let Xiao Xiazi tell you."

After he finished speaking, he opened the door and called out, "Xiao Xiazi, come in and talk."

After entering the room, Xiao Xiazi didn't look around. She saluted the shopkeeper and said, "Shopkeeper, are you looking for me?"

"Xiao Xiazi, tell Miss Tong about the situation in the capital."

After hearing this, Xiao Xiazi coughed and began to talk about the main situation. Of course, they were all unimportant news, such as who in the capital had married off their daughter, or whose son was complained by the censor for not disciplining his children properly for visiting brothels, or which concubine was jealous of the mistress of the house, causing unrest in the family.

Xing'er listened with a frown. This had nothing to do with the Tong family, so why was the young lady listening so seriously?

Xiao Xia Zi spoke for about two hours, and Tong Wen Yao was fascinated by his talk. Seeing that Xiao Xia Zi knew his limits and said what he should say and didn't say what he shouldn't say, Shopkeeper Zhang stopped staring at him and went out cautiously to settle the accounts.

Seeing this, Tong Wen Yao gradually led him in the direction he wanted to know. However, because Xiao Xia Zi had said too much before, he slowly fell into the trap set by Tong Wen Yao.

After getting the information she wanted to know, Tong Wenyao raised her hand to signal for them to stop. "Alright, I'm tired of hearing all the gossip in the capital. Go downstairs and pack up the butterfly cakes and peach blossom cakes for me. I'll be home soon."

When Xiao Xia Zi heard her say that she was finally leaving, he immediately felt relieved. No one knew what he had just experienced. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have almost gotten himself into trouble. Fortunately, she didn't notice it. She finally understood what the prince said: don't judge a book by its cover.

Xing'er handed the silver to Xiao Xiazi and said, "Pay the bill."

Xiao Xiazi took the silver and left the box, and saw Zhang the shopkeeper waiting for him at the door. He handed the silver to him. Zhang the shopkeeper saw this and hurriedly scolded him, "Why did you take the money? Return it to Miss Tong."

Xing'er said from behind, "Shopkeeper Zhang, this is the money for the cakes. Please help pack them up, Xiao Xiazi, and give them to me later."

Since Xing'er said that this was the money for the pastries, Manager Zhang couldn't refuse and quickly asked Xiao Xiazi to pack up the pastries.

"All our cakes are custom-made. It's our honor to be liked by Miss Tong."

Tong Wenyao smiled and said, "No wonder I said that Yiqing Pavilion is clearly in the jewelry business. The jewelry is beautiful, and why are the pastries so delicious too?"

Shopkeeper Zhang smiled when he heard this. After all, who wouldn't like nice words? "This is also what the customers like. Oh, you don't know, young ladies from wealthy families like to eat cakes, sip tea and choose jewelry in the private rooms. Aren't we catering to their preferences?"

"Uncle Zhang, I'll be leaving now. Thank you for your hospitality today. Xiao Xiazi is quite eloquent." Uncle Zhang smiled and replied, "It's his honor to be liked by you."

Xing'er put away the cakes that Xiao Xiazi had given her. When getting on the carriage, Xing'er took out two cakes from her bag and said, "The young lady asked me to bring these to you."

Dongzi looked down at the beautiful cake in Xing'er's hand and was suddenly at a loss. "Such a beautiful cake must cost a lot of money!"

"The lady told you to eat, so just eat. Why waste time talking?" After saying that, Xing'er stuffed the pastry directly into his hand. After watching Xing'er get on the carriage, Dongzi stuffed the pastry into his mouth in two or three bites. It was a little soft, but not choking. It was much better than what he had eaten in the inn before. There was a hint of sweetness in his throat after swallowing it.