Wei Ronghua laughed, "As long as the customers like it. This pastry is priced at 30 coins. However, our Furong Cake sells like hotcakes, usually sold out by afternoon. There truly aren't any left today. If you'd like, I can reserve some for you next time?"
30 coins... per piece?
Ying Xi clicked her tongue. In such a small county town, at such a small shop, the pastries were indeed quite pricey.
She looked at Shu Yu, who instantly knew she wanted to eat some — this foodie.
So she nodded to Wei Ronghua, "Then we'll come back tomorrow to buy some. Shopkeeper, please reserve around ten for us."
Wei Ronghua smiled and agreed, "Alright, I'll save some for you."
"Thank you."
Shu Yu then led Ying Xi out of the shop.
