Liu Zhang ignored Xu Wanrong and replied calmly to his sister's words, "Well, I just got off duty and was about to go home. I wanted to buy some cakes on the street, but it seems that they are out of stock."
"Zhihezhai's cakes are famous for their deliciousness. You have to queue up at noon to buy them. If you don't queue for an hour or two, you won't be able to buy them. If you want to eat some, ask someone to come earlier next time to queue up."
Xu Wanrong asked with a smile, "Is there any name for it?"
Liu Qingqian nodded and replied, "The osmanthus they use is all Xishan Golden Osmanthus, which has a rich fragrance that lasts for a long time. After eating it, the fragrance lingers on your teeth and cheeks, leaving a long-lasting aftertaste."
"Then let's queue up and try it someday."
"Sister Xu wants to try it. We can just ask the servants to line up. In this weather, the midday sun is so scorching that you'll get a tan."
Liu Zhang had a gloomy expression and stood there without saying a word.
Xu Wanrong let out a soft "ah" and immediately took out two windmill-like gadgets from her bag. She handed them to Liu Qingqian and said, "Qianqian, I visited a good friend yesterday, and he gave me two windmills that spin on their own. They can generate wind without having to wave them like a fan. It's amazing."
Liu Qingqian curiously flipped the windmill in her hand and asked, "How do I play with this?"
Xu Wanrong turned the switch on the handle, and the fan blades began to turn, bringing gusts of breeze to her face.
"It's so magical, you really don't need to crank it."
Xu Wanrong reached out and handed the other one to Liu Zhang, saying sweetly, "I also got one for Brother Zhang. The Dali Temple is very busy, so Brother Zhang, please don't work too hard."
Liu Zhang didn't reach out to take Xu Wanrong's windmill. He said calmly, "No need. Sister Xu, keep it for yourself."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
