Before the ten chestnut pancakes could see the bustling market, the scholar put them into his pocket.
Su Xiaoxiao kept her word and gave him one.
The question was, which flavor should he choose?
The dried plum dish was not bad. It was oily but not greasy. It was crispy but not dry. There was a hint of sweetness in the salt and it was especially satisfying.
But the red bean filling and green bean filling were not bad either.
After some hesitation, the scholar took out another 20 copper coins and gathered three flavors.
Su Xiaoxiao handed him the wrapped pancakes. "I thought you didn't want to eat my biscuit yesterday?"
The scholar hummed. "I, I, I, I decided I want them today, okay?"
Su Xiaoxiao smiled. "Sure."
The little fat girl was quite cute when she smiled.
The scholar cleared his throat and said, "Then, are you still coming tomorrow? Will you be late? Will you change places?"
