Tong Youwei and Luo Shaolan live in Beverly Hills. It takes more than an hour to drive back from the airport. Tong Youwei drove slowly, partly because he wanted to introduce the scenery along the way to Luo Wenyuan and Chen Qingshan, and partly because he was afraid that his wife would get carsick.

However, Luo Shaolan did not feel any discomfort on the return journey, because when she held Qingshan's hand just now, she clearly felt a warm current like a hot spring coming from Qingshan's hand, flowing through her body, and the palpitations and panic immediately disappeared, and her whole body felt comfortable.

Luo Shaolan had already learned from Luo Zhentian that Qingshan was a person with special abilities. She thought that this warm current was Qingshan's healing ability, so she did not say anything at the time. She just silently said thank you to Qingshan with her mouth.

Qingshan was also shocked. It seemed that the Luo family had a special physique. Even if they had not reached the level of psychics, they were more sensitive than ordinary people. If it were a few thousand years earlier, the Luo family might very well have been a great family of immortal cultivators.

When they arrived at the Tong family villa, Qingshan took out various candied fruits, nuts and candies from the suitcase (space) and filled the entire coffee table with them. The three members of the Tong family were all stunned: How did so many candied fruits and dried fruits get brought into the country?

Luo Wenyuan picked a bag of persimmon cakes, opened it and handed it to Luo Shaolan: "Second Aunt, didn't you say you wanted to eat the persimmon cakes at home? Try it and see if it tastes like this?"

Luo Shaolan quickly took the persimmon cake and took a bite of the orange-red flesh. It was sweet, soft, fragrant and sticky, leaving a lingering fragrance on her cheeks. Luo Shaolan almost cried: "Yes...! This is the taste!"

Luo Shaolan had visited her father's home several times during Chinese New Year, and after eating the persimmon cakes he made, she became addicted. Later, as she grew increasingly sensitive to the cold, she mostly visited in the summer, when the persimmon trees hadn't yet borne fruit. By the time the persimmon cakes were ready in late autumn, she'd already returned to the City of Angels.

Luo Zhentian once sent an international parcel to his daughter, but international express delivery was slow in the past, and his own persimmon cakes did not contain preservatives. Although they were still edible when delivered to Luo Shaolan, they always had a musty smell, which was not the taste she remembered.

Later, when Luo Wenyuan grew up, he would occasionally pass through Angel City on missions and would bring Luo Shaolan many specialties from the capital. Unfortunately, his timing was always unfortunate, and he missed the persimmon season. Luo Shaolan had longed for this persimmon cake for many years, and today she finally got her wish. She finished the one in her hand in a few bites, then picked up another and bit into it.

"Wen Yuan, was this made by your grandfather?"

Luo Wenyuan shook his head and looked at Qingshan with tenderness in his eyes: "These were all done by Qingshan!"

"Oh? Then I want to try it too!"

“Metoo!”

Tong Youwei and Tong Nina didn't dare to compete with Luo Shaolan for the persimmon cake. One chose the hawthorn cake and the other chose the crystal candied dates. A few seconds later, the father and daughter exclaimed at the same time: "Oh my God! It's so delicious!"

"This is the best dessert I've ever had, Qingshan. Have you ever considered opening a shop? I bet you'd make a ton of money!"

Qingshan took out another box of medicinal tea and asked Luo Wenyuan to make a few cups for everyone to relieve the sweetness.

"I've thought about it, but I also have to run the clinic and don't have much time to take care of the shop. It would be great if someone could help me."

Tong Nina stuffed another candied date into her mouth, her cheeks bulging as she chewed it while mumbling, "Do you want to find someone to help you?"

Qingshan smiled and nodded. "Do you think I can do it? I don't have any experience managing a store, but I've sold a lot of things on eBay, and I have a 100% positive customer feedback rate. I'm very confident in myself!"

The dimples on Qingshan's lips deepened a little. "Okay, I'll provide the supply, and you'll be responsible for sales. We'll split the profits in half. How about that?"

“Deal!”

Tong Youwei and Luo Shaolan watched their daughter interact with Qingshan and felt that when the two of them were together, Qingshan seemed to be the older one.

How could the two wives not see that Qingshan was deliberately looking for an excuse to get their daughter to join and give her pocket money? Tong Nina was naive and didn't notice it, but the Tong couple knew it clearly. When they had time, they had to go to Merlan Avenue and rent a better shop for their children.