Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 110 Osmanthus Cake

After the bad handsome man left, Yang Cong randomly found an inn and stayed for a while.

At noon, the sun was extremely dazzling.

Yang Cong sat down in a restaurant, ordered a few small dishes and sat down to wait.

When the waiter in the shop brought up all the dishes, Yang Cong, who was about to start, stopped.

A figure came to Yang Cong's desk.

After stopping for a while, Yang Cong picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

"The Holy Master of the Tongwen Museum is here to welcome you."

Although he said that he was far away, Yang Cong showed no respect at all, and continued to eat his own food calmly.

"Don't dare, I have already told my adoptive father, and I have a special order to invite Your Excellency Yang Cong to meet my adoptive father." Li Siyuan didn't care about Yang Cong's appearance, and still treated Yang Cong respectfully.

"Oh? Soon." Yang Cong squeezed a piece of meat into his mouth, and said while eating, "Have you eaten before, do you want to eat together?"

"I thank Your Excellency Yang Cong for your kindness, I have already eaten it." Li Siyuan said.

"Oh, I never thought you would eat with me, but I just asked casually." Yang Cong said indifferently, "You just wait, and I will go to see Li Keyong with you after I finish eating."

"Then I will wait for Your Excellency outside." Li Siyuan said.

"Oh, that's good." Yang Cong responded.

After speaking, Li Siyuan turned around and walked out of the restaurant.

On the other hand, Yang Cong was not in a hurry, and ate slowly.

Finally, Yang Cong cleaned up all the dishes on the table.

After getting up and paying the silver, Yang Cong left the restaurant.

At the door of a restaurant, Li Siyuan, who had been waiting for a long time, came up.

"Since Your Excellency has finished eating, why don't you go see my adoptive father?" Li Siyuan said.

"Don't worry." Yang Cong said, "I usually like dessert after dinner. Come, accompany me to buy some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes."

Patting Li Siyuan on the shoulder, Yang Cong went down the street to find a place to buy sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Li Siyuan remained expressionless, silently following behind Yang Cong, not knowing what he was thinking.

Everything looks so harmonious.

After walking a few more streets and passing through several alleys, I finally saw a stall selling osmanthus cakes at a corner.

Yang Cong walked over, and Li Siyuan followed behind.

Walking to the stall where the sweet-scented osmanthus cake was bought, the person who bought the sweet-scented osmanthus cake was a middle-aged man, wearing clothes with several patches and a cloth cap.

"Give me this kind, and this kind, give me some of this kind too, and add some more of this kind." Yang Cong pointed to various sweet-scented osmanthus cakes of different flavors.

"Okay." The middle-aged man who bought the sweet-scented osmanthus cake saw that Yang Cong wanted to buy the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and that Yang Cong's clothes were extraordinary, and Li Siyuan behind Yang Cong was also wearing white clothes, following behind Yang Cong. It was the clan son of that family, he was incomparable with Yang Cong, so he didn't dare to neglect, he hurriedly filled up all the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes that Yang Cong wanted and handed them to Yang Cong.

When the sweet-scented osmanthus cake came out, Yang Cong took it and ate it.

Not to mention, this osmanthus cake is delicious and has a very unique taste. It is completely different from the osmanthus cake Yang Cong eats in the real world. Osmanthus cakes in the real world are all made by machines, but this one is made by hand. , the machine version completely lacks the taste of handwork and the classic taste.

Looking at Yang Cong who was eating, and Yang Cong didn't seem to want to pay, this made the middle-aged man who sold the sweet-scented osmanthus cake a little anxious. This kind of thing is vulgar in front of rich people, but in poor families like them, they all have to sell this to make a living.

He is an ordinary poor family, how could he be able to fight against Yang Cong, a son of a wealthy family with extraordinary clothes, so he can only watch and don't know what to say, he is afraid that if he says it, it will cause trouble for the wealthy family in front of him. The son of the family was furious, it would not do him any good, if he didn't pay, it would be fine, one more thing is worse than one less thing, this kind of rich man's son can't be messed with.

"What are you still looking at, pay the money." Yang Cong said to Li Siyuan who was standing beside him.

"Oh." Li Siyuan didn't say anything, just took out a few taels of silver and threw it to the middle-aged man selling osmanthus cake.

"Is that enough, boss?" Yang Cong said.

"Enough is enough, it's enough to buy my stall, son, you can eat whatever you want, whatever you want." The middle-aged man took the few taels of silver thrown over by Li Siyuan and hurriedly put it away, fearing that Yang Cong would take away the excess. Withdrawing it back, the anxious expression just now burst into a happy smile.

Originally, he had planned that he would not receive any money from this business and would only suffer a dumb loss, but he did not expect not only to give money, but also to give so much back.

"Enough is enough." Yang Cong knew that the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes he ate just now didn't need a few taels of silver at all, but it was Li Siyuan's money, so it didn't matter, anyway, it wasn't his own: "Use the extra money to improve it." Life, your sweet-scented osmanthus cake is delicious, I like it very much."

"Thank you son, thank you son, on behalf of my family, I would like to thank you son." The middle-aged man was very grateful to Yang Cong, he did not expect that the son of the rich family in front of him would be sympathetic to poor people like himself.

Li Siyuan's mouth trembled, it was his money, but it made Yang Cong a good person.

But he didn't say anything, Yang Cong can do whatever he wants, as long as he doesn't care about his affairs, Yang Cong can do whatever he wants.

After eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, Yang Cong didn't want to tease Li Siyuan like this anymore. Although he knew that Li Siyuan was a very dark and scheming person who would do whatever it took to achieve his own goals, Yang Cong still wanted to tease Li Siyuan once.

And it's meaningless to tease Li Siyuan like this, Li Siyuan was too scared and hated Yang Cong to the core, Yang Cong already knew this.

"Okay, we've finished our desserts, now it's time to meet Li Keyong." A smile appeared on the corner of Yang Cong's mouth: "I don't know what Li Keyong has prepared to entertain me."

"The adoptive father is waiting for Your Excellency at the altar of the Tongwen Museum, and the Adoptive Father told me that we must treat Your Excellency well, so that I will invite you to come." Li Siyuan said.

"Holy altar, this is a place where countless martial arts masters may be lurking, waiting for me to go." Yang Cong raised his brows, he said this specifically for Li Siyuan, he wanted to see if Li Siyuan heard this What kind of expression will he have? He can tell from Li Siyuan's expression whether Li Keyong is sincere or trying to catch him with ulterior motives.

　Here is a book recommended by a friend."War in the World" on the welcome board.He is a novice like me, but he writes very well and meticulously. If you are interested, you can check it out.

　　


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