The family ended up staying in town longer than expected.
It wasn't an inconvenience, though. With the children well-fed, napping in the back quarters of the Silver Scale, and the adults comfortably settled, there was no rush.
A delivery arrived not long after noon—neatly packaged snacks, carried over by the servants of the teahouse's chef.
Xu Feng raised an eyebrow at the sight of the parcels stacked on the table, each carefully wrapped with twine, the aroma of honey and delicate spices wafting through the air. The quantity was... excessive.
They hadn't even ordered that much when they were in the tea house!
Liu, who had accepted the delivery, confirmed the sender. "These were sent as a gift from Chef Tang."
Xu Feng hummed thoughtfully. Was it a ploy to get on his good side? Possibly. But if it was, the man had chosen the most effective method. The children would be delighted by the treats, and their happiness naturally softened Xu Feng's wariness.
