Shen Yijia wondered what kind of magical treasure this was.
After waiting for about 15 minutes, Liu Tong sent over the silver. He said awkwardly, "Madam Song, I'm really sorry. It takes too long to make the dragon whiskers pastry. I'm afraid…"
Shen Yijia understood. She took the silver and waved her hand indifferently. "It's fine. I don't really want to eat it either."
She counted the silver. Thirteen taels was just right.
"How could there not be any pastries left? Doesn't the kitchen always have some? Just go to my place and get it," Liu Jinbao said in confusion. He was discussing the sleeve arrows with Brother Hao and Sister Huan.
Liu Tong was even more embarrassed now. He looked at Liu Jinbao with sympathy. "It's because Young Madam is pregnant and doesn't have a good appetite, so Master…"
Liu Jinbao stiffened and lowered his eyes.
